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Walk on the upper reaches of the river and look up. A bird looked at me on the other side of the river with strange eyes, responding to the critical eyes. It flew gently and disappeared into the upper reaches of the sky. The river is flowing down the smooth goose soft stone, showing a cool feeling. I recalled when I was a child, I went home and stepped on the rugged stone road on the side of the road. I always jumped, and the crisp sound of the metal in the backpack was always mixed with laughter. At that time, the mother-in-law of the neighboring family always smiled and smiled without teeth. The eyes could not be seen through the thin fog in the morning, but they could clearly smell the faint sandalwood fragrance on her body. My mother-in-law will always laugh and laugh at the hut at that time. I really want to go back again and step back. The fish in the water will always swim inadvertently on the toes, feeling slippery and slippery, with a green summer taste. "Water is the greatest pleasure for children." I don't know what I said. Waiting for the water to slowly rise to the calf, squat down, there is a sense of comfort surrounded by water. How long has it been, no good feelings. How long have you not taken yourself to see your own scenery. It is like once again crossing the long sea of ??flowers, drowning and walking through the trend of color. At that time, while enjoying the shade of the sun that was not exposed to the hot sun, while walking in no direction, while embracing the full of enthusiasm, we must be careful to worry about whether it will be discovered; The pollen of the body. Such a mood, such an impulse, such a me, are you still on the side of the road quietly listening to the number of the grandmother of the neighboring family? Get up from the river and wring out your hair. Sitting on a large stone. The food in the backpack is almost the same, and it is enough to eat when you go back. Looking at the scenery around the river, the changes in the season, the changes in the year, will exist in the future Marlboro Lights, in the south of the water, Bai Juyi said: the scenery has been embarrassing. The scenery thousands of years ago no longer exists; the trivial time of the past is still left in my mind. I stood up and looked back at the little words that had been engraved on the stone. I smiled - I am also a landscape. Carrying shoes, dragging the tired body, walking on the familiar stone road, different moods, but I understand that time never misses our youth. The scenery has been awkward. [Chapter 2] I have been buried in deep soil, no sunshine and friends. There is only endless darkness. I am a seed. I have been waiting until one day. The golden sun of that day penetrated the black-skinned soil like a sword, and it shone on my weak body. The bird's howling seemed to summon me. So, I have a glimmer of hope - what is the world outside the earth? I started to work hard to get nutrition, and started to grow my body slowly. I grew my first leaf. Carefully explored outside. Finally, I touched the air with a slight fresh fragrance, and suddenly my tender body shook; suddenly I felt cool, and a liquid with a strong vitality surrounded me and nourished me Cigarettes For Sale. I am getting healthier. I showed my head a little, curiously looking around, I seem to be bright flowers around, how bright they are, and I am just their foil. I gradually lowered my head and felt that I was so useless, so I was so low that I could only be in this unfair world. Time fluttered from the fingers like a fine sand, the bleak autumn wind began to linger, the faint yellow began to fill the whole mountain, an inexplicable death filled the world, bright colorful flowers slowly faded, slowly withered . And I also turned yellow, the difference is that I am dormant, I am caught in a chaotic world. The thick, thorny white snow covered the land, and the cold kept piercing my body, but I didn't give up. As the snow and ice disappeared, the water that had turned into a chill was watering my body, repairing the weak spirit. I began to wake up gradually and began to restore the spirit of the past. I started another germination with a little inferiority Newport 100S, and I learned it day after day. Every time I think of those splendid flowers, my heart will have an inexplicable taste, and I will think of sinking like this! But at this time, the outside world repeatedly appeared in my mind, telling me with a tempting voice. Finally, the latter won. I stretched my body. The godless look looked around, and to my surprise, there was only one grass on the earth. What about those flowers? I asked myself, I am also a landscape. |
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