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Because of taking annual leave, I went to live in the country alone. Suddenly away from the noise of the crowd and the disturbance of work, I felt relaxed and excited. I am looking forward to such a life! The Tiger should return to the mountain, the bird should return to the forest, and people should also return to nature. This has always been my natural complex. It was early winter. The weather was sunny and the climate was refreshing. I couldn’t fall asleep at a little more than five o’clock in the morning. I got up and washed, ate a mouthful of rice. My goal was towards Lion ridge, and then I went out. Morning fog in early winter hung over the Earth. I avoided the noisy avenue and chose the secluded mountain path. Because I have never been to Lion ridge and it is covered by fog, I can only estimate the general direction while walking, and thus experience the original life of life sweetly. When I climbed the mountain, The Sun also came out, and there was a direction Guide. The company of mountains, mountains, rivers, plants and trees all the way was not excited! In addition to the birds, the surroundings were quiet and nobody was there. A path stretches to the distance, as if guiding me to the distant goal. The strips of camellias along the roadside, clusters of wild chrysanthemum flowers and the little osmanthus flowers of Four Seasons exude a burst of fragrance. Put a piece of camellia in your mouth and sip it, there is a kind of astringent fragrance which looks like locust flower and is missed; Pick a piece of wild chrysanthemum and suck it, it is a kind of bitter and refreshing fragrance; take another sweet osmanthus for a taste, which is a kind of sweet fragrance with slight bitterness but kindness. On the way, I asked the villagers I met for directions. They all told me how to get to the highway by bus. When I knew that I didn’t walk by bus, it seemed to show a kind of confusion and surprise, then he showed me how to go. But they really don’t know how to go. Dozens of miles away, who is still walking out now? After crossing several hills and two highways, I came to a small town. Then he walked on a curved and narrow cement road leading to Lion ridge. After another one-and-a-half-hour long journey, he also crossed a roaring highway on the way and then came to the foot of Lion ridge. Lion Ridge is a mountain of Laoshan. Laoshan is also the green lung of our city, A virgin land that has not yet been developed, so it still retains some original natural features. Looking at the Old Mountain, the lake is bright and the scenery is picturesque: at the foot of the mountain are waves of lake water, on the surface of the water are groups of flowers and ducks swimming freely, and on the other side of the lake is the towering and vigorous old mountain in the clouds, red leaves, boxwood and layers form a gorgeous and charming colorful autumn color. It looked at the foot of the mountain, but it took nearly half an hour to get to the Mountain Gate, and then it took more than ten minutes to finally climb the mountain, arrived at the door of the famous douzhi Temple. It was nearly five hours before leaving the house in the morning. This time I felt really tired. I sat down on the edge of the well beside a stall of an old woman selling incense in front of the temple, resting and panting. Occasionally there were one or two tourists on the ridge, all of whom were young people coming in the car. I only saw a pilgrims walking up the mountain alone, an old man with gray hair. The old woman said that he was already seventy-five years old. His wife left first, and then he returned to Buddhism. He could come here once a year. In this society, there are few people who believe in Buddhism and many people who seek wealth. For example, the Buddha said in Nirvana Sutra: those who believe in Buddhism are like the Earth on their claws; Those who break the good roots and do not believe in Buddhism are like the Earth in the ten worlds. I invited a handful of incense from the old woman and went to the temple. All gods, including the statues of master Yuanlin in the temple, were respected one after another, and finally came to the dining hall. I wanted to use a Zhai here according to what the old woman said, and saw the monks and lay-ins in the dining hall eating without saying anything. Seeing the quiet atmosphere, I, who was always timid and introverted, became timid first. I dared not and didn’t know how to beg, so I returned again. Hungry down. The way down the mountain was easier. I bought some biscuits and mineral water in a small shop at the foot of the mountain, and took the right lunch break to restore my mental strength. The shopkeeper was the wife of the old woman on the mountain. Before leaving, I wished the old man a prosperous business. He was very happy and read Amitabha to see me off. The exhaustion in the morning made me plan to go back by bus, but after a rest, I felt that I had recovered my mental strength again, so I decided to go back to see if there was any shortcut. I asked a cleaner on the roadside along the Mountain Avenue. He told me how to take a bus. I said if I walked, was there a shortcut? He looked at me, a little disdainful: go, wow? You can’t even walk late? I said I came from that side. He was very surprised and looked at me again: you really have foot strength! Then you pointed to me: you go along this road, go to the left of the highway intersection, take Longshan but you can’t figure out the path? I thanked the worker and got on the way. But when I asked the cleaner to speak, I still didn’t touch the right road, but went on the road. The fast-moving vehicles like the water rushed and screamed harshly. The battle was like thousands of troops roaring to kill you, which made people scared. One of the savage dirt trucks ran past me, rolling up a wave of dust and sand, which surprised me with cold sweat! At first, the calm heart was stirred up by huge waves, but I thought I was already a gray face at this time. Compared with the quiet, pure and beautiful mountain path like that poem, it is really two worlds! But the main road is closer than the path, which only takes three hours. But the degree of exhaustion is far better than the way to go, and the feeling is completely different. One is continuous fatigue, and the other is different mood. At this time, I only felt the pain of the muscles on both sides of the hip, which seemed to be cramping from time to time, and my feet seemed to be soaked. When I gradually felt exhausted, I finally saw the shadow on the top of our small town in the distance, which made me happy. But the so-called “running a dead horse in the Mountain”, although I saw the small town, I didn’t want to walk for another one hour to really get to the town. It was already over 3 pm when I entered the house. Sit down and have a rest immediately. Not bad, there is no blistering on my feet. Then I burnt a bucket of hot water and took a bath, feeling that I had driven away most of my fatigue; Then I made a pot of hot tea and sat cross-legged on the sofa drinking tea, which made me feel comfortable. This made me know clearly that this long-distance walking did not cause my physical overdraft, because I quickly felt my physical recovery, and I also had the habit of insisting on walking. The ancients traveled hundreds of miles a day. I calculated that I walked about nine hours a day, and there were also 90 miles. This also achieved the purpose of my small foot strength during this trip. What is more satisfying is that this time I went out to experience a life close to nature. 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I come back to see you again! I come to see you every time I leave. Touch your coat, look at your height, and think about your goodness. Touch your arms again, then hold your waist with both hands and look at you. Are you okay? Have you grown well or not. Have you ever added something new, afraid of the wind, afraid of the rain, and have you ever thought about the honey I fed you with juice. Then use the tip of the nose to gently gather in front of you and smell your body fragrance. You always suck my temperature to the extreme, receive your body, pass that feeling to my palm, and then pass it to my heart by blood, it spreads from the heart to the whoosh and is cold all over the body. Whenever I come back, I will always bring Beibei to see you. To add some nourishment to you, it will dig the Earth with its small claws and bury it within your reach, then use the naughty back to make you feel itchy. Then run around you in a relaxing way. I looked up at the sky in the thin sun, and the cloud __was quietly called back home, and I was obedient without naughty and staying. My eyes were fixed in blue, and I sat on the ground casually and gently, watching Beibei running comfortably. I will always tell you what’s on my mind, you will tell me silently, stay in the wind, rain, thunder and lightning every day, no matter how big the storm is, I will not be afraid, as long as I don’t mess up my feet, give yourself some space to wait for the erosion of time, and everything will pass. I stood on tiptoe to look at you, and once again told me in silent language that no matter how big the storm was, I couldn’t stand humiliation and didn’t change my nature, let the strong wind and rainstorm beat and practice your heart well, so no matter how big the storm is, it will eventually pass, even if you bend down, it will also give way to your carefree and happy growth. My tree, I want to live as well as you. In the long days, I will grow my happiness and leisure. 2015.4.13.20:44 like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…