This small river connects Dishui Lake and the East China Sea, and the plains on both sides of the river are vast and green. Grass. Lush, when walking from the trail to the river, the river reflecting the white sky is clean and bright, and the forest in the distance is the deepest place between this bright world, and there is a soft noise. Lah. Lah. The sound came from across the river.

The ripples brought by the wind spread on the calm lake, and here you walk, the one you saw in the playground. Mother. Child. has been left behind by the two of them.

"Isn't that the beautiful scenery we've been looking for?" She wandered in this vast field with emotion, sometimes quickening her pace, and then walking lightly on the grass, when her arms opened and began to embrace the world, she couldn't help but close her eyes, and at this moment, she felt that she was the freest spirit in this world.

She tilted her head slightly, her mind already imagining herself falling headlong behind her. Soft. Soft. On the grass, enjoy the most primitive freshness of nature.

That feeling permeated the depths of her psyche and carried it with every breath. Autumn. Day. The micro. Cool.

She opened her eyes and looked at the young man on the side, "You come too, it will be a pity if you don't come." The words she said seemed to have an elegant echo in such an empty place, lingering in his ears, pleasant, making his heart feel a little unreal at this moment.

'It's so beautiful, hemp? Even his heart echoed with such a cry.

It wasn't until she stood beside him again, with a slight smile on her face, that her gaze was already on the junction of the green land and the river.

The park was cut off in front of a barbed wire fence after walking a few hundred meters, but she could still see another larger riverside tidal flat in the distance as she looked at the clear stream, but they couldn't get past it.

Oranges hanging from the park. Hue. The overpass winds like a long dragon at the end of this section of the park, and she crouches beside a small pond next to it. Powder. Red, white, crimson trumpet flowers bloomed all over this small patch of grass, and she gently slammed it. Smell. Finish. One. Mouth, if there is no strand. Fragrant. Incense, the center of this small white flower resembles a miniature version of a sunflower. Hue. Patterned., flowers., hearts. Gently swaying in the wind against the sky on her side.

Warm colored clothes. Pack. Wrap. with her. Body. body, standing behind her, looking at the figure. Long. Wonderful. And again. Beauty. Leigh, as she stood up again without noticing his presence, her clear eyes looked into the distance again.

"It's not that you can't cross the other side from this side, if only there was a bridge to pass through." She said.

"Now I can only find a way to get out, there is no road ahead, you follow me." The footbridge to his right winded towards the place where they had come, and no one who walked here wanted to go back out of the park.

Five meters in front of you is the barrier made of barbed wire, stepping on a one-meter-high stone staircase. Yellow. Earth. There were several rectangular vegetable patches, and the one in front of her, which had just been loosened and had not been planted.

"There's no place to live around here, who planted it?" She asked.

It's like an idyllic landscape, with some small saplings planted next to it, and when you look forward from here, you can still only hear a few cars passing by on the road in the distance.

You need to go through a circumferential walkway and a basketball court, which is neatly built, but at this time it is not inevitable that one person will be a little desolate.

From a meter high chaos. Grass. Jumping down from the bushes, Luan Jin needs to carefully choose a place so that he doesn't get caught by the stones when he jumps.

The oval-shaped curved trail is flanked on both sides by a mound of earth one or two meters high, and she still picks a wave on the mound in the middle. Si., chrysanthemum, thumb and index finger between it, thin, thin, leaf, stem, yin., red. The edges of the flowers are further towards its sunflower-like center, glowing with some purity. Red. White. Hue..

"These little flowers are so beautiful! I'm going to take a picture, you wait. She said with some joy on her face.

The young man next to him was stopped by her, and looked over with his hands on his waist.

She picked up the phone in her left hand and was small in that sun. Flower. Extraordinary. Yan. Li, there was still the shadow of the hanging flower on her right hand on the cement under her feet, which had become a blurred background at this time.