Let me meet the warm spring flowers in a beautiful day.

In autumn, there are always countless sadness in my heart. Little by little, the past of my years is scattered in the dead tree of my heart with the wind, the sunshine shines into my heart, and the flowing past is actually bright, who planted a seed in my heart, let the causal cycle take root, let the bright sunshine penetrate the moist soil, seems to be waiting for the emergence of miracles. If there is cold in the autumn wind, can you give me a warm hug? Gently rub my soft skin, let the heat spread all over my body, and fall into a relationship in the sad feelings. There is no need to be shocking, no need to be gentle, no need to swear, just pick up my sadness gently, put it on the chest, talk with heart, comfort with true meaning, melt sweetness in the heart, show the world, a smile, look back at a glance, hold one hand, a song, and whisper. There is no need to care for a long time, no need to continue the fate of three-Life stone, no need to keep the oath and chisel, as long as I hand a tissue when I cry; give me warm cereal in cold winter; When I smile, look at me with warm eyes, that’s all. If there is rain in the autumn wind, can you give me a small umbrella? You stand behind me, with a tall body that makes me look up with a head up. The autumn rain was cold, and I walked through the red tiles of the green wall to see the antique charm. Because of a rain, it seemed like the ancient town of Qinghe in Jiangnan Water Village. In the alley, time and space were interlaced. I seemed to be a girl with braids, holding the purple small umbrella, wearing a white cheongsam and colorful cloth shoes, walking on the underground splash. Ah, I am a girl like lilac, with silk sorrow in grief; A little hazy mixed with beauty; The innocence of the pulse is revealed in naughty. You were at the end of the alley, wearing a black suit, a white scarf around your neck, a black hat on your head, with thick eyebrows and big eyes. The cold autumn rain coming towards me made me shiver, back to reality, I looked up in your arms, looked at your tender smile, and found that the distance between you and me was just the height of an umbrella. This was the best way to let me look up at you forever. If there is warmth in the autumn wind, can you give me a smile to look back? After the rain, the sky is blue, blue is transparent, blue is warm, blue is lovely. White clouds are floating slowly, moving slowly with the wind. Sunshine is your naughty figure, sometimes hiding in the clouds, which makes me anxious. Sometimes I lean out half of my head, which makes me feel warm. Sometimes I show your lovely face, which makes me feel like a spring breeze. Sunshine, warm, slightly shining my eyes, stretching out my hands, the sunshine emit from the five fingers to my black hair, eyes, skin, this is your warm heart looking back, smile and say to me: You are my sunshine forever. If there are green leaves in the autumn wind with such a real, warm, comfortable and irresistible smile of love, can it inject fresh blood into life? The rows of evergreen banyan in the four seasons in the campus are straight like thick and round bodies. The branches stretch freely to the sky in all directions. The green leaves are thick and the roots are hanging on the branches one by one. One day, they grew to the ground and grew new Banyan. Thick roots, some grow deep into the depth of the soil, some extend to the soil, long roots firmly grasp the soil, day and night. Can you be like Banyan with thick leaves and umbrella shape, shielding me from the wind and rain, and letting the green blood wake up my hibernating heart again? The thick autumn, the wind in the autumn, the green leaves in the autumn, the vitality in the autumn, everything is so beautiful, the root passes through the soil of the soul, I smell the fragrance of the soil, I think, love again, I don’t want to miss such a good you. Fate is that I firmly grasp you like Banyan. If there are flowers in the autumn wind, can I see its beauty? In autumn, flowers wither, only the bauhinia in the South still Bloom proudly. Bauhinia, one by one, layer by layer, clusters, slap the same size, five petals, full of strength, grow outward, bend back, lift upward, light purple burning in the branches. You are the Bauhinia, burning in my heart all the time, the hope that never dies in the autumn day; The strong beauty in the autumn wind; The charming elegant demeanour in the autumn rain; The proud and strong in the autumn light. Fate is that you have planted Bauhinia hope in my heart. A person, wearing a white windbreaker, walking in the street of autumn, the breeze slightly blows my hair, thinking of yesterday’s you, is beside me; Thinking of our ten fingers, the temperature of your palm warmed my hands and my heart. Thinking of every street we walked together, people came and went, but they were with me, you are the only one who is closest to me. When I think of our smiling face and heart-to-heart, I know that I will never escape from the world you created for me in this life. When I think of, on the seaside, the sea submerged our feet and washed the dust on our hearts, adding a happy peace. I think of the wedding ring you put on for me, and what flashes is not its Crystal Light, but I saw that there seemed to be your sincere eyes in the ring. In this life, you gave me all smiles; In this life, you gave me all your youth; In this life, you gave me all your youth, give all tenderness; In this life, you have devoted all your efforts to me; In this life, you have devoted all your sincerity to me. In the red dust, through spring, summer, autumn and winter, I have experienced the fragrance of birds and flowers in spring and the blooming flowers; I have learned the heat and drought of summer; I have tasted the bleak autumn and the tragic beauty of maple red; frustrated in the cold and endless boundless winter. In the world of mortals, you and I depend on each other, hold hands, experience countless sad and happy years, those who used to be, your good, your hair, your smile, your warm eyes, your hot and warm hands are stored in my heart, fragrant in my heart, flowing autumn in the blood, slightly cool, warm, in my heart, all the sadness gradually melted after you left. In your the day you went away, there were sadness, pain and deep thoughts, but you told me like sunshine that you had never gone far, and it was still the scenery I forgot all my life. Tears Are Not the best memory for you, only a smile is the best memorial for our fate. It’s late autumn and winter is coming. I will continue to walk my life with your good wishes. I am looking forward to meeting the warm spring flowers on the best day.

Zan (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) Phoenix Mountain Spring Tour

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If you have love in Spring City

Text/Lingyun

Different cities have different charm, different people will have different love, Spring City to me. A visitor from home also has his unique feelings. If I have love in Spring City, I must take you to Dianchi Lake. In the gentle waves of Dianchi Lake, I look far away at the white gulls flying, and look closely at the old people fishing. The fresh wind is coming, and the water is not happy. Hold Your Hand, kiss your eyes, look at the world in a corner, collect spring at dusk, sing a love song, carry a ship of stars, and get a love relationship. If we have love in Spring City, we must take you to climb the West Mountain once, let you feel the taste of crossing mountains and rivers, the sudden surprise of climbing high and far away, and the warmth of mutual help. At the mouth of the West Mountain, sing a Song “raccoon sand”, drawing a landscape painting and continuing a gentle paragraph. If we have love in Spring City, we must go to an ancient town, eat a bunch of roast lamb, drink a glass of coconut wine and taste a bowl of peameal in that antique town. In the ancient town full of dazzling and precious pearl, play a piece of Xiao Xiao, play a zither, spell a string of bracelets, and take a photo once. If you have love in Spring City, I must take you to the Baoxiang estuary, step on the wet soil, touch the marble-carved elephant, sit on the back of the elephant, and feel the mystery of the exotic style, taste the pineapple rice of Dai flavor, catch fish in the reeds, catch shrimp in the ponds of wild duck, laugh under the blue sky and white clouds, and play in the clear water cloud. If you have love in Spring City, I must take you to Dounan Flower Industrial Park. In that colorful flower sea, flowers are fragrant, pink butterflies are in a hurry, and white clouds are leisurely. Walking in the sea of superred flowers and green flowers, you can talk softly and enjoy the spring scenery together. Walk into the fairy tale kingdom, put on a dreamy wedding dress, tie a bow tie, put on a suit, and pass on ancient stories with you. If you have love in Spring City, I will take you into the hills of Stone Forest and watch thousands of years. On the Rolling Rock, carve your name, my warmth, witness your love with time, and carve our memories with time. In the deepest part of the red dust, I wish you a tree of honeysuckle; In the Shilin, I wish you a smile all your life. If you have love in Spring City, you will definitely take you to Yulong Snow Mountain. On the top of the mountain closest to the sky, you can tell me that I love you so that the Earth, mountains, rivers, plateau and lakes can hear my cry to you, let the Eagle spread its wings, take away my blessing, and let the most beautiful cloud in the sky be your bridesmaid. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Dali, enjoy the Tower of Bai ethnic style, view the bright moon on the bank of Erhai, the wind blowing down the pass, pick up the camellia and the snow in Cangshan, on that windy and snowy night, take your hand, walk in the ancient and deep ancient town, find a bar at will, drink a pot of clear wine, and Dream a prosperous scene. If you have love in Spring City, you must walk on the bank of Lijiang. Touching the unique charm of the century-old ancient city and feeling the different amorous feelings of the romantic city, on the scenic spot in the south of the Yangtze River on the cloud, we watched the snow and fireworks flowing all over the sky together. In that lingering city, hold an umbrella with you, walk along the rain Lane, and feel the lilac-like love and the water village in the dream. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Xishuangbanna, which is full of tropical scenery. Walking in the dense tropical rainforest, listening to birds singing and insects singing, and fresh wind and rain, eating tropical fruits. In the surging town of that man, I played with you and hugged you, letting you listen to my surging heartbeat and a hard and jerky breath, and drunk with you under the rubber tree, let’s see the bright starry sky and the thin moon. Pick one of the brightest XINGX and give it to you. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to the snowy Shangri－La. Worship in front of the green lamp Temple, pray in the Golden Buddha Temple, light a sandalwood, recite a true Sutra, and ask for a good relationship. It is the same as your ten fingers, and the four eyes are opposite. It is calm and refreshing, and it is beautiful, to feel the long head crawling on the mountain road that year, not to see you only for your warmth/that day, to turn the mountain and water to the pagoda, not to repair the next life, but to meet you on the way/that moment, I have risen to an immortal, not for longevity, but for peace and joy. If I have love in Spring City, I must take you to Fuxian Lake. In The Endless River, swimming heartily and singing freely. Walking on soft sandy beaches, walking hand in hand, walking all the time, not asking when the moon will be bright, you can still walk quietly to the happy ferry. Tired, we rest together. Sleepy, lying on the beach gentle and soft, taking a nap. When hungry, we set up a stone pot, boiled a pot of fish soup, facing the sea, and the spring blossoms. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to peaceful hot springs and let you enjoy the forest Hot Springs praised as the treasure of southern Yunnan by Xu Xiake. In the pool where the forests live, you can feel the spring cold and give you a bath of Huaqing Pool, the luxury of hot spring water, the beauty, the beauty, the paradise full of mountain and wild atmosphere. Mandarin ducks playing in the water with you, indulge in the mountains and rivers, don’t ask the world, enjoy the elegant and leisurely time. If you have love in Spring City, you must take you to Wuding, look at cherry red all over the mountain from a distance, look at loquat attractive Bayberry fragrance, bow down in April, Fangfei peony opens, and lower your eyebrows and gently touch daidian sand. I will enjoy the blooming and rich flowers with you, taste the fresh and sweet strawberries, dance with peacocks on Lion Mountain, chant scriptures and burn incense under Bodhi trees, send love to the countryside, release myself, and Xu’s heart is warm. If we have love in Spring City, if we meet at the most beautiful moment of life; If I am unmarried and you are not married, we fall in love at first sight and fall in love overnight; If we have a clear heart and a heart, in this beautiful scenery, the spring city with birds and flowers will surely have endless interesting things, endless scenery and endless romantic stories. If you and I have love in the Spring City, love in the spring city which is like spring all the year round, warm and cold, and love in the city which is far away from the disturbance of the world and the bright lights, it will be a lifetime of happiness, I’m lucky. If we meet in Chuncheng, will there be a love in the city? Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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