Stunning rime
Last night I dreamed of returning to my hometown and woke up confused. Looking at the fence in the distance, you can see the fog of the back mountain garden. In the middle of the Cangshan Mountains, it is surrounded by rime. Taking advantage of the fact that the morning sun is not shining, taking advantage of the fact that the mountain road has not yet arrived, one person is wandering, picking up the steps, admiring the beauty of the long-lost rime.
In the quiet mountains of winter and spring, there is no shadow of a person, and it is inevitable that there will be a trace of fear in the heart, but in the mountains of some people, if there is a person, the fear will be more than a little. The path is rough and there is a "creaking" sound under the soles of your feet. You don't see the mountain peaks, the snow seashore, looking back, the flowers are reckless and the silver sea sky, beautiful and beautiful! Take off your gloves, take out your phone, sometimes zoom in, sometimes zoom in, always want to take every seemingly inconspicuous flower into the phone. But at the end of the line, there is no bird track, only listen to the card sound of the mobile phone, and it is crisp and clear. Wandering under the trees, if you fly and jump, how can you be "old", inadvertently, the soles of your feet slip, a fall down, laughter, shyness, surrounded by people or not, pinch the dead ground, lest the onlookers also cover their mouths and make a squinty smile. Fortunately, in a huge mountain, there is only a middle-aged lady with "abnormal nerves", eyes, hat brim, and masks are hung with white frost.
Climbing to the top of the mountain, I finally understood the beauty of "overlooking the mountains and small mountains", and at the moment when the morning sun rose in the east, the rime was even more spectacular like "suddenly like a spring breeze in the night, thousands of trees and pear blossoms"! Willow trees knot honeysuckle, pine trees bloom silver chrysanthemums, bringing people into a picturesque wonderland. Even those usually inconspicuous grasses are permeated with agility, excitement and light in the crystal. A beautiful landscape painting can be seen in full view. You have to sigh at nature's Heavenly Axe Divine Skill! The wind is shaking its leaves, the grass is bearing its seeds, the fog is fixing its flowers, and it is beautiful to stand without speaking!
With the guidance of the ancient sages, a layman's descendants should also give a poem:
A bush of grass, a bush of trees, a quiet sunrise garden, and a bouquet of flowers.
Spring is more, winter is more, the moon sets in the four seasons, people are different, day and night.
The sun has risen, the appearance of the flower has disappeared in the morning sun, and suddenly there is a trace of sadness in the heart, and life is fleeting. Pick up a flower, if it is said that it is desirable to be close to you, but kissing you is deliberate; liking you is unintentional, but catching you is a dream.
You are wading through the water from the three hundred poems, and you are two hips, a distant fragrance, and the more strange you cross to lie down next to me, the more you lie down next to me.
Things come to conform, the future is not welcomed, the time is not mixed, neither love nor love, return to the authenticity of life. Rime is absolutely beautiful, even for a moment, it is worth it.
The photo comes from a selfie
