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A round of red sun shone overhead, the wind was gentle, and the sun was very good! My steps are gentle, my heart is happy, my eyes are full of green trees and red flowers, and the green mountains not far away are clearly layered, simple and simple like a scroll of Chinese painting. I have seen the mountains in my dreams a few times, and I am very happy to be able to visit my old friends again today, and I never get tired of seeing each other as I wish!

It is the season when the trees are verdant, and the water of the stream, gurgling and singing, is like a song. The mountain road is crooked, like a journey of life. Looking not far away, the ancient temple is half in the clouds, half in the jujube garden, ethereal and hazy. The road is walking and up, and the plain flowers in the jujube forest are also layered and looming. The morning air is exceptionally fresh, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers, the mood is gradually grazing, gradually happy, as if there is a pair of wings that fly freely, dancing in the bottom of the heart, flying freely. A person walks around like this, his eyes are full of scenery, and his heart is also full of flowers and a "life is like a summer flower", which must be extremely splendid.

The hare ran out of the woods, startled the butterflies and bees on the grass branches, and a buzzing sound was transmitted to the flowers and trees. Although the lack of cattle and sheep on the mountainside feels monotonous, I know that this is to protect the environment and improve our quality of life. The birds flew by, chirping, not knowing what they were saying, but I guess they were simple and happy! They are like the fish in the lotus pond of the stream, and they should also yearn for the lofty and vast world between the water and clouds, just as I think about the wonderful world outside, even if I stumble along the way.

Some joy too. I am familiar with the mountains and rivers of my hometown, and I am always not close enough to relatives and friends. There are reincarnations in the years, and there are always joys, sorrows, sorrows, ups and downs in life. Facing the green mountains and the Yellow River, looking at a piece of grass and trees, looking at a flower and a grain of sand, my heart is like a quiet and peaceful summer, and I feel very gratified.

At a glance, the mountains are small, the water is in the rivers and the clouds are in the sky. The ancient temple lies quietly in the grass on the side of the mountain, like an elder who is accustomed to seeing spring flowers and autumn moons, sipping the moon and drinking stars, long sleeves do not hide a ray of sunshine, rational and peaceful quiet time, tasting spring and autumn. The eaves of the temple are adorned with wind chimes, and the wind comes and goes, but it is always lingering in the aftermath of the surrounding, curling out a cloud of smoke and a nostalgia. If you look closely, you always feel that the natural scenery is much more natural and durable than the various colors painted by life.

The first time I saw the mountains like mountains, the water like water, and the many times I saw it, I felt that my father's love was like a mountain, carrying a long and affectionate feeling; Mother's love is like water, flowing with deep true love. The mountains and rivers are silent, and my father and mother are silent, but they have taught me a lot, made me understand a lot, and began to learn to be grateful, pay and dedicate, and no longer care about too much fame and fortune outside the body. The mountains are not high, and the sea is not deep. Many mountains seem to be ordinary, but in fact, there are treasures hidden in the mountains, and you can't see them just by looking at them. Just as reading a person and tasting a book takes time to keep discovering, for books, we may also have to explore the mountains in a friendly and orderly manner, and sometimes there is no contradiction between looking at the mountains and loving the mountains, and discovering the things in the mountains in a moderate and appropriate amount at the right time. I don't have to hoe and wear hats, and I don't have to pick chrysanthemums and stars, I just want to bring a heart, a free and comfortable mood, and look forward to meeting the soft moonlight. The wind dances and the willow flowers smile faintly, the long wings and the moon are enchanting, the mountain lifts me, I support the mountain, standing tall and majestic together, the eyes are high and far, and the heart is empty.

The mountains in my hometown are not too high, not as high as our figures; The road under your feet is long, like a road of life that is slowly moving forward. The mountain in my hometown is not famous, but we affectionately call it Nanxiang Mountain, or Xiaohuaguo Mountain. In the meantime, there is the Tianjing section of the temple mouth of the Danxia landform, and there are also the antelope ancient temples of Zen Sanskrit bursts, Xiangyan Temple, they are all the remnants of Qilian Mountain, meandering like a dragon, as long as the people of heaven and earth work hard, they can change the environment, and they can also create miracles! From the famous solidifying sea and lifting water project, to the relocation of immigrants inside and outside the province, to the creation of miracles in the arid zone of western Ningxia, the development of large green industries, selenium gourd, red wolfberry, jujube melon intercropping and then look east, Hongsibao Chinese Immigration Museum, Sun Mountain Danyang Puzhao, the township system of the Great Battlefield, Moon Mountain, Nanhua Mountain desert arid plateau green fat and red gorgeous, peach blossom source, pear blossom bay nestled in the mountains, leisurely fragrance. One miracle after another was born calmly! In fact, no matter how high the mountain is, it is not as high as the climber, and the mountain is high and the person is the peak; No matter how long the journey is, there is no longer than the feet of the trekkers. If you live with gratitude, you will feel that the road is longer.

Raise your eyes and look around, the sky is far away, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Birds flutter their wings, leave singing, flowers and plants under their feet, indifferent, calm, wordless open in the grand or dull days. It is not easy to go up the mountain, and it is cold in high places; The descent is more difficult and winding. The sky is faintly cloudy, and the wind is gentle in the ears. Unconsciously, the stars and moon are all over the sky, and they are exceptionally clear. There was a starlight above his head, and the naughty wind drilled into his sleeves, and the wind kissed his skin, as light as warm jade. The shadows follow me, never abandon, and the shadows become pairs. With a wave of his hand, he exiled the wind and clouds, said goodbye to the green mountains, and the tears in front of him were reluctant.

Walk thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and see mountains. The more I read, the bigger my heart. Liupan Mountain, Helan Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and the five mountains of the motherland have all become my concern, my dream, and I look forward to one day taking them into my mind one by one and savoring them. The road is still at the foot, and the mountain is still not far away, quietly waiting for us, just like looking forward to its relatives, lovers or bosom friends, waiting for the snow to be white, the grass and trees are verdant, and there is still no regrets. I tasted a cup of tea, tasted a book, and began to taste the green mountains and green waters in my heart, those silent friends of plants and trees.

The text seems to look at the mountains and does not like the flat, the mountains have their own postures, each has its own scenery, the spring and autumn years of life, such as articles and books, also have their own characteristics, we need to taste and read carefully and slowly. To understand a mountain, to read a book, to understand some people, it takes repeated and long-term observation, touching and tasting. The body is in the mountains, and the heart is outside the mountains; Outside the mountains, the heart of the mountains and rivers. There are mountains outside the mountains, mountains and rivers depend on each other, and mountains and rivers accompany each other, but they are always so harmonious, close, and have no grievances.

I miss a lot, and I plan the next intimate contact with the old people in the mountains and rivers, and the water and milk are harmonious. Thinking about home in my heart, I feel that the road under my feet is long, and my heart is stained with a lot of happiness, such as the fragrance of plants and trees soaked in the body, the shade is appropriate, the eyes are crystal clear, the body and mind are baptized, and the sentiment is cultivated...... I miss a lot, and the old friends in the mountains have unconsciously become relatives or lovers, and I am worried about them, and I can't rest assured, and I always want to find time again, and go home to see them often.

Selfless and heavy, or for the mountain. The wall stands thousands of miles, no desire is rigid, the mountain does not discriminate against dust and sand, can accommodate sand and gravel, does not avoid thunder and lightning, is not afraid of wind and rain, the height and size are arbitrary, and the horizontal and vertical dangers are completed naturally. Having the mind of a mountain, the momentum of a mountain, and being carefree is also something that we are rare and pursuing.

Look at the mountain, visit the mountain, taste the mountain, love the mountain, there are mountains and rivers to accompany life, what a joy!

A round of red sun shone overhead, the wind was gentle, and the sun was very good! My steps are gentle, my heart is happy, my eyes are full of green trees and red flowers, and the green mountains not far away are clearly layered, simple and simple like a scroll of Chinese painting. I have seen the mountains in my dreams a few times, and I am very happy to be able to visit my old friends again today, and I never get tired of seeing each other as I wish!

It is the season when the trees are verdant, and the water of the stream, gurgling and singing, is like a song. The mountain road is crooked, like a journey of life. Looking not far away, the ancient temple is half in the clouds, half in the jujube garden, ethereal and hazy. The road is walking and up, and the plain flowers in the jujube forest are also layered and looming. The morning air is exceptionally fresh, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers, the mood is gradually grazing, gradually happy, as if there is a pair of wings that fly freely, dancing in the bottom of the heart, flying freely. A person walks around like this, his eyes are full of scenery, and his heart is also full of flowers and a "life is like a summer flower", which must be extremely splendid.

The hare ran out of the woods, startled the butterflies and bees on the grass branches, and a buzzing sound was transmitted to the flowers and trees. Although the lack of cattle and sheep on the mountainside feels monotonous, I know that this is to protect the environment and improve our quality of life. The birds flew by, chirping, not knowing what they were saying, but I guess they were simple and happy! They are like the fish in the lotus pond of the stream, and they should also yearn for the lofty and vast world between the water and clouds, just as I think about the wonderful world outside, even if I stumble along the way.

Some joy too. I am familiar with the mountains and rivers of my hometown, and I am always not close enough to relatives and friends. There are reincarnations in the years, and there are always joys, sorrows, sorrows, ups and downs in life. Facing the green mountains and the Yellow River, looking at a piece of grass and trees, looking at a flower and a grain of sand, my heart is like a quiet and peaceful summer, and I feel very gratified.

At a glance, the mountains are small, the water is in the rivers and the clouds are in the sky. The ancient temple lies quietly in the grass on the side of the mountain, like an elder who is accustomed to seeing spring flowers and autumn moons, sipping the moon and drinking stars, long sleeves do not hide a ray of sunshine, rational and peaceful quiet time, tasting spring and autumn. The eaves of the temple are adorned with wind chimes, and the wind comes and goes, but it is always lingering in the aftermath of the surrounding, curling out a cloud of smoke and a nostalgia. If you look closely, you always feel that the natural scenery is much more natural and durable than the various colors painted by life.

The first time I saw the mountains like mountains, the water like water, and the many times I saw it, I felt that my father's love was like a mountain, carrying a long and affectionate feeling; Mother's love is like water, flowing with deep true love. The mountains and rivers are silent, and my father and mother are silent, but they have taught me a lot, made me understand a lot, and began to learn to be grateful, pay and dedicate, and no longer care about too much fame and fortune outside the body. The mountains are not high, and the sea is not deep. Many mountains seem to be ordinary, but in fact, there are treasures hidden in the mountains, and you can't see them just by looking at them. Just as reading a person and tasting a book takes time to keep discovering, for books, we may also have to explore the mountains in a friendly and orderly manner, and sometimes there is no contradiction between looking at the mountains and loving the mountains, and discovering the things in the mountains in a moderate and appropriate amount at the right time. I don't have to hoe and wear hats, and I don't have to pick chrysanthemums and stars, I just want to bring a heart, a free and comfortable mood, and look forward to meeting the soft moonlight. The wind dances and the willow flowers smile faintly, the long wings and the moon are enchanting, the mountain lifts me, I support the mountain, standing tall and majestic together, the eyes are high and far, and the heart is empty.

The mountains in my hometown are not too high, not as high as our figures; The road under your feet is long, like a road of life that is slowly moving forward. The mountain in my hometown is not famous, but we affectionately call it Nanxiang Mountain, or Xiaohuaguo Mountain. In the meantime, there is the Tianjing section of the temple mouth of the Danxia landform, and there are also the antelope ancient temples of Zen Sanskrit bursts, Xiangyan Temple, they are all the remnants of Qilian Mountain, meandering like a dragon, as long as the people of heaven and earth work hard, they can change the environment, and they can also create miracles! From the famous solidifying sea and lifting water project, to the relocation of immigrants inside and outside the province, to the creation of miracles in the arid zone of western Ningxia, the development of large green industries, selenium gourd, red wolfberry, jujube melon intercropping and then look east, Hongsibao Chinese Immigration Museum, Sun Mountain Danyang Puzhao, the township system of the Great Battlefield, Moon Mountain, Nanhua Mountain desert arid plateau green fat and red gorgeous, peach blossom source, pear blossom bay nestled in the mountains, leisurely fragrance. One miracle after another was born calmly! In fact, no matter how high the mountain is, it is not as high as the climber, and the mountain is high and the person is the peak; No matter how long the journey is, there is no longer than the feet of the trekkers. If you live with gratitude, you will feel that the road is longer.

Raise your eyes and look around, the sky is far away, and the sky is high and the clouds are light. Birds flutter their wings, leave singing, flowers and plants under their feet, indifferent, calm, wordless open in the grand or dull days. It is not easy to go up the mountain, and it is cold in high places; The descent is more difficult and winding. The sky is faintly cloudy, and the wind is gentle in the ears. Unconsciously, the stars and moon are all over the sky, and they are exceptionally clear. There was a starlight above his head, and the naughty wind drilled into his sleeves, and the wind kissed his skin, as light as warm jade. The shadows follow me, never abandon, and the shadows become pairs. With a wave of his hand, he exiled the wind and clouds, said goodbye to the green mountains, and the tears in front of him were reluctant.

Walk thousands of miles, read thousands of books, and see mountains. The more I read, the bigger my heart. Liupan Mountain, Helan Mountain, Kunlun Mountain, and the five mountains of the motherland have all become my concern, my dream, and I look forward to one day taking them into my mind one by one and savoring them. The road is still at the foot, and the mountain is still not far away, quietly waiting for us, just like looking forward to its relatives, lovers or bosom friends, waiting for the snow to be white, the grass and trees are verdant, and there is still no regrets. I tasted a cup of tea, tasted a book, and began to taste the green mountains and green waters in my heart, those silent friends of plants and trees.

The text seems to look at the mountains and does not like the flat, the mountains have their own postures, each has its own scenery, the spring and autumn years of life, such as articles and books, also have their own characteristics, we need to taste and read carefully and slowly. To understand a mountain, to read a book, to understand some people, it takes repeated and long-term observation, touching and tasting. The body is in the mountains, and the heart is outside the mountains; Outside the mountains, the heart of the mountains and rivers. There are mountains outside the mountains, mountains and rivers depend on each other, and mountains and rivers accompany each other, but they are always so harmonious, close, and have no grievances.

I miss a lot, and I plan the next intimate contact with the old people in the mountains and rivers, and the water and milk are harmonious. Thinking about home in my heart, I feel that the road under my feet is long, and my heart is stained with a lot of happiness, such as the fragrance of plants and trees soaked in the body, the shade is appropriate, the eyes are crystal clear, the body and mind are baptized, and the sentiment is cultivated...... I miss a lot, and the old friends in the mountains have unconsciously become relatives or lovers, and I am worried about them, and I can't rest assured, and I always want to find time again, and go home to see them often.

Selfless and heavy, or for the mountain. The wall stands thousands of miles, no desire is rigid, the mountain does not discriminate against dust and sand, can accommodate sand and gravel, does not avoid thunder and lightning, is not afraid of wind and rain, the height and size are arbitrary, and the horizontal and vertical dangers are completed naturally. Having the mind of a mountain, the momentum of a mountain, and being carefree is also something that we are rare and pursuing.

Look at the mountain, visit the mountain, taste the mountain, love the mountain, there are mountains and rivers to accompany life, what a joy! A round of red sun shone overhead, the wind was gentle, and the sun was very good! My steps are gentle, my heart is happy, my eyes are full of green trees and red flowers, and the green mountains not far away are clearly layered, simple and simple like a scroll of Chinese painting. I have seen the mountains in my dreams a few times, and I am very happy to be able to visit my old friends again today, and I never get tired of seeing each other as I wish!

It is the season when the trees are verdant, and the water of the stream, gurgling and singing, is like a song. The mountain road is crooked, like a journey of life. Looking not far away, the ancient temple is half in the clouds, half in the jujube garden, ethereal and hazy. The road is walking and up, and the plain flowers in the jujube forest are also layered and looming. The morning air is exceptionally fresh, accompanied by the faint fragrance of flowers, the mood is gradually grazing, gradually happy, as if there is a pair of wings that fly freely, dancing in the bottom of the heart, flying freely. A person walks around like this, his eyes are full of scenery, and his heart is also full of flowers and a "life is like a summer flower", which must be extremely splendid.

The hare ran out of the woods, startled the butterflies and bees on the grass branches, and a buzzing sound was transmitted to the flowers and trees. Although the lack of cattle and sheep on the mountainside feels monotonous, I know that this is to protect the environment and improve our quality of life. The birds flew by, chirping, not knowing what they were saying, but I guess they were simple and happy! They are like the fish in the lotus pond of the stream, and they should also yearn for the lofty and vast world between the water and clouds, just as I think about the wonderful world outside, even if I stumble along the way.

Some joy too. I am familiar with the mountains and rivers of my hometown, and I am always not close enough to relatives and friends. There are reincarnations in the years, and there are always joys, sorrows, sorrows, ups and downs in life. Facing the green mountains and the Yellow River, looking at a piece of grass and trees, looking at a flower and a grain of sand, my heart is like a quiet and peaceful summer, and I feel very gratified.

At a glance, the mountains are small, the water is in the rivers and the clouds are in the sky. The ancient temple lies quietly in the grass on the side of the mountain, like an elder who is accustomed to seeing spring flowers and autumn moons, sipping the moon and drinking stars, and the long sleeves do not hide a ray of sunshine....