As soon as it is quiet, everything will Huanchu home. Home of the wind, rain hometown, home of the bluestone Road, home of the small river, is a beautiful landscape, will introduce reverie ......
arm in a quiet home in the breeze , light breeze in holography a home landscape. I read the home landscape, filled with that wind Night Talk, that Mizusawa morning full of music, that flowing river full of peach float, then clouds, then rain, that rainbow, that fluttering butterflies, that month, the star, that Street, that long shadow, not a masterpiece of sculpture, ah, ah not a thousand miles to look into the distance, it was Chang Buwan song, it was heart lake more than a ripple.
thoughts once again brought me to the breeze in the home.
song -----
that my hometown in Wuhan Ju River River, the town in front of the open, and green fields, and our year-old girl who 18,9 Most are innocent,UGG boots cheap, are often naturally came out in rows of standing wheat or cotton, while working, while crisp loud and clear open voice, singing heartily, that resonant voice, melody, with Xintianyou the horns, with the melodious folk songs, journeyman wind can spread miles in Pat Heung. Neighboring girl guy many times to work quietly to change the location of our nearby that would like to listen to our songs. Singing in the summer we often forget the cold, hard toil forgot, forget time, forget worries, heaven and earth, and is pretty FUN!
that Street -----
most memorable is the home of bluestone road. We are a street that is built along the river bank with, a street less than three miles long, all black cobblestones paved, wearing clogs, walking in the bluestone path, tap tap to ring, sound pleasant, it is our childhood songs. Rainy day support a paper umbrella, that is, clove-like Raining girl walked. Sunny day, we play in the street playing ball, Street has become a natural stadium, we play called and children from nearby, their agreement on the line.) draw a line to take the tile is the net, and one hit the ball past the other hand or fist to the ball also in the past ...... so you come to my to, who did not also cross-boundary whoever loses, substitutions again ....... lined along the street people watching, shouting to each other, filling that scene as much as the gym watching the match ... ....
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that river is a river after the town, the river becomes clear. When I was young and small partners often next to the river is holding a fish --- Hai Wan, yarn pieces of cloth on top of a finger left a big hole, put a little bowl of rice wine, directly on the water to see small fish swimming around, gluttonous of fish will be fooled, Ben into eating a hole, see the fish go, and we pick up the Hai Wan, will be poured in the prepared fish small bucket .... .. so, watching fish play, also saw the fish taken in delights, oh, can the next morning to a bowl of fish, go home, my mother Bianba fish fry, and then, but a plate of good food !
river is Huan Yi's girl wife, walking barefoot in the water, long-invoice in the wind, the songs echo in the sky ...... this is the daily morning music, Jade Pool Fairy 7 Wun Sha no If so, ah!
is the most lovely piece of silver sand, soft, thin, such as snow, such as sugar. Every summer, sunset, night breeze elegantly, paved beach, a bed, can sleep. That is when we are most comfortable: After a hard day after day, summer day suffering inflammation, head sky moon, in the cool evening breeze in the shade, than we are now air-conditioned air, I do not know how many times to be comfortable .
night with our little sister lying on the beach enjoying the breeze, they will haunt my story,UGG shoes, and Xiang Ji . . . . . At the moment I like a woman scholar, every time I vivid descriptions, in full flight, and small partners to fight for my Chuibei fan. . . . . . Thinking about it now, It's really thanks to this story every night, it forced me to read and compelling as I can remember, my literature-loving culture, created my writing talent, 16-year-old started in the County Museum's publications and the publications article --- Oh, of course, only a few poem, high school, frequently participated in the county on the creative classes, and even participated in the County, a county organized propaganda story speaking tour, which lasted for three months .... ... Therefore, the 18-year-old hometown I was called perfumed arrow ...... I was in college for laying a solid foundation. Thus out of the country.
....... But all this is the memory of the city's noisy, and the town's narrow, busy job, my life has been filled, sometimes it is quiet, missing from home on the very ground, home of the River is also so clearly? The wind was also so warm home you? Home of the Long Street or the rippling laughter, as it? Lau Sui butterfly rain before the wind, the water grass river fish, bit by bit, thick light, all the songs on my heartstrings!
I really wanted to please the heart rhythm to the wind, let the wind bring me miss home!
I want to love sustenance to the agitation of the month, so that children of Kiyoteru month with my dreams come home!
two shallow rainy season
I like Shu Yu of light cigarettes in the walk, it was shallow during the rainy season!
shallow rain, but then as the fog as the Tide's wet, hazy, hazy and indistinct, Siyousiwu. With mountains, fluttering Huhu, being immersed in the mist, you only see her willowy's posture, but not see her charming face, you only see her Colourful ribbon dancing long practice, you do not know her shallow discretionary humming cents ....... so drunk as well, so the rain, you can enjoy to imagine, you can imagine the rolling mountains SHAN Lan, rugged rock formations, different cypress pines, there is that cloud Buddhist meditation cents, the next month of games the hermit, mountain herbs of the farmer, a shepherd boy playing in the forest ........ you can imagine close to her, a veil of mystery, the veil behind Jiao Chen , is charming, the irritation is so sad ...... you may come and go with all the mood to imagine the tender and beautiful dreams ....... imagine this, you will Meditation Miles, ya take world .......
shallow rainy season, everything is unreal, like apricot Zhanyi For wet rain, as the Spring Festival, pedestrian Lethal. The rainy season is graceful, the rainy season is melancholy, rainy season is mind's. But as long as is not afraid of shallow, and the light rain, light of love, like soothing, floated gently from the depths of the universe, like a rain of spring from the other side gently overflow the earth, such as missing girls Huaichun lover, such as the foreign land of wandering miss home, they think deep thoughts to make you up, make you mature, so shallow that the rainy season, just a touch of Love in your life experience that the test of your feelings ... ... 16-year-old flower season, 18 years old during the rainy season, and the light rainy season in reflecting the growth of the shadows is not what you do?
shallow rainy season is the Unlike heart of dark clouds, fresh, pleasant, like the winter off, like a bloated, easy, pleasant ...... so, and the light is hidden in the winter rainy season, she will be coming in the spring, when, to give people a easy, a pleasure!
sound of flowing water during the rainy season, I miss you! I look forward to you! I am waiting for you!
three walks - life verses
evening, the family zone 3322 is full of walking people. As the saying goes, take a walk after dinner, live to 99. Today, health is the theme of living, how can not walk it.
Evening Breeze, the pace of a lengthy, pleasant and comfort. The face of this endless night film, mottled sparse, quiet months Hui, my heart is swaying diverse.
Walking is one of life's verses, sometimes Meaningful implicitly, and sometimes elegant Qing Ling, sometimes elegant clear, concise and sometimes deep.
feeling pleased when the time to walk, you can feel the infinite leisure and comfort, you can see the flowers free of trees, birds jiu insects; are free to enjoy the blue sky and white clouds, Shui Sau Shanqing; can be arbitrary a leaf. a flower for rich associations, and then put it in his article or letterhead. journey; Qingyin their favorite poems, but also the dream of flying an own, so, unable to follow the thoughts, they bloom, Results a result, every ray of both Ping Ping Ting Ting. Qianyindichang, sing their favorite songs, but also to enjoy the innocence of childhood again.
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