Walk Alone

Maybe my heart falls into the distant mountains with the setting sun, and I always like to walk in the light breeze and dusk, looking at the mountains submerged by the sun, as if I am pursuing something: the past, the present and the future; Happy streams, the swaying branches are still the lost self. I can’t tell clearly what I am thinking about at this moment, and my steps are just moving mechanically, slowly stepping into the depth of dusk. The brisk footsteps fell on the winding path of streams and trees. Although it was raped by the hot sun in the daytime, the breeze blew my face here and the cool wind washed away the hot summer, leaving a little pleasant. In such a hot summer night, this place is the best place to go. However, my heart is still agitated and my mood is chaotic. The cheerful stream, like a sensible girl, gently twined around me, wanting to wash my worries with her clear body; The sound of the Valley cicada, like the magical sounds of nature, I intend to use the song as smooth as blood to inject vitality into my body; The branches on my head are luxuriant to dispel the hot summer and support a cool environment for me; The stones on the road are against my feet, as if reminding me to take every step carefully. Stretch out your arms to stretch your body and let the breeze roll over your tired body. I woke up with a sudden start, and The Black Path came over. Am I willing to let the night drown gradually? Can’t you find the way to come? No, I still have bright red blood on my body. I can’t go forward like this and immerse myself in a daze. Although the scenery here is beautiful, it is about to be submerged by darkness. Hurry back to the village and look around. There are lights everywhere. Praise on August 19, 2011 (prose editor: dropping ink into injury) the snow in spring

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