And in the stump next to the sunny place, stands the luxuriant forest of our handsome looking man - Liu Lan.
Yellow River water lilies dance in the open when the rising sun, white water lily about to open until ten o'clock. When all the white water lily Calvary Qiao Xuan Zheng-qi, when the river dance began.
drought dry weather is still not finished. River dry out, leaving only some of the original down by the water, the trees can be a bridge across the river, when the hunters pursue wild duck out of m paths are also on the shore, the sand there is the fresh footprints of birds, they are According to the old cases have come here to drink. Where they will be able to find a small deep pit of water to drink.
feel cold
small Topol days in the autumn, on the edge of spruce trees of varying shades gathered young poplar, a next one, Mimizaza, They seem to feel cold in the spruce forest, out into the forest edge to the sun heating. This is true in rural areas where people like us, often come out and sit on the foot of the stage, the sun warm.
leaves of
out of the dense spruce forest, a rabbit, go white birch trees, in view of a large open space to stop. It went straight to the open space opposite to the not only the open space along the side, from a birch tree birch to go around to the other. However,UGG bailey button, they stopped in the middle, ear, listening attentively ... ... if in fear of the fear that the forest, then the leaves falling, whispering the time, it is best not to. That rabbit listen and always felt something behind the whispers, secretly approached to. Of course, the timid rabbit also the courage, do not look back, but here tend to have another situation: that you do not fear, free from leaves of the deception, but there is something just then, took the opportunity to quietly from behind the You bite.
parachute
even could hear crickets in the grass the sound of their partners, only cried softly. In this quiet time, surrounded by towering spruce trees, white birch, a yellow leaf slowly falling down. Poplar leaves were motionless even when quiet, birch leaves are floating down. This leaves the action,UGG shoes, as if attracted the attention of all things, all of spruce, birch, pine, together with all broad-leaved, coniferous, trees, bushes and shrubs and even under the grass, are very surprised and asked: In this quiet time, then how will the leaves fall? I came to see what happens. No, the leaves falling down is not their own, turned out to be a spider, would like to come down to the ground, then off it, made a parachute: it leaves little spiders to drop off this ride.
star-like snow flakes gratuitous last night a few flakes of snow, as if floating down from the stars, they dropped to the ground, is a photo light, and sparkle like stars in light. The morning, it becomes very delicate snowflake: a gentle blow, then disappeared. But look at the new rabbit footprints, was full enough. We are a go, they played a rabbit boom.
to Moscow today, one that stars in the streets of snow there, and that light, the sparrow falls above, while they launched into, it will float on the wings of the stars under a lot of years, The road was gone after those stars, they reveal a black spot, far away can see.
trees in the forest a snow. Forest silence, unseasonably warm, I'm afraid the snow to be melted. Snow wrapped around trees, spruce Juzhua dropped a heavy, white birch bending knees, or even head lower to the ground, forming a network of interwoven, such as arches. Trees like people: no matter how the pressure of spruce in the following, no one will bend knees, unless the break to finish up, but the birch, but prone to bow to bow. The upper part of towering spruce branches, proudly stands, birch is crying.
quiet following the snow forest, Dicey posture thousands of trees, looking uninhibited, you can not help asking: Lai Lai was almost hear the sound, it seems that the strange figure in the whisper whisper.
's treasure
both the lower canyon moist forest, but also the same as the dark cellar, and you finally come out from the dark abyss, entangled through the body by hop The alders and nettles, to the exquisite Black Man-butterfly limp District Council, on the grass surrounded by trees waves. At this time, you just did exactly that, before the whole body and mind to understand that around here did not take away how great wealth, the eve of St. John's Day ① seek treasure that everyone would like to make a fortune, in front of this wealth is negligible. You suddenly thought of those treasures of the future, anti-people's imagination because of the poor and a shallow and surprise. Opened his eyes and looked at it,UGG boots cheap, not been mysteriously removed without the wealth in your moment together. Where they are not underground, now in your: You pick it! You full of joy, standing before them, strangely enough, why do not people to get this real wealth hand, take this true happiness. Out with it, giving specified it, but how that is good, so people in every possible way to praise you and say the reason is because you are a discerning eye, but to spoil all the happiness.
(Pan Anrong translation)
truth - which means a victory of conscience person
cow it? real truth is dynamic, it, like all living things, opening the way for their own, like a pile of waste into a lush spring shoots. Quixote as the truth, like a nail hammered into his head, and the truth like a bunch of spring among the green shoots of waste - look really felt soul-stirring, it was a struggle against what ah ! time passes, everything will be green - the truth will prevail, and the truth will eventually come a century. Every age is a special kind of popular thought, which contains this era where we have to go way.
can not understand this thinking? This is a problem, but everyone felt this thought with the heart, just like the way we feel, as long as he wanted to see their own conscience, and on the way we really feel, people of conscience is said to of the truth.
But, of course, have no conscience ... ... but who have no conscience, he will probably not true.
(non-piano translation)
fir, and oak
them, fir, and oak, pursued, upward, toward the sun, watching Who better than who.
they are not for pleasure, not because of greed, caprice or pride or because, but for the vital needs before initiating the chase this season - who should probe the light out the window of its own to This will cover the small window fan,bailey UGG boots, as a winner, with its tree canopy and side together. Whoever is left in the canopy below, remain in the dark being, are only in their own life have gradually dwindled.
this is their, fir, and oak why go all out, catch-me, the reasons for upward growth.
(non-piano translation)
spider
I was born from the stove. When the flames enveloped the wood when cutting wood in a cross-section dark saw a spider. It happily, perhaps because they feel hot and uncomfortable, it ran along the cross section at the end, but to meet it is a sea of fire.
If I see animals in misery, always imagine yourself in its status. Whenever I put ourselves in, they do not forget to put it into the range that is relatively proportionate to the size of my place. Firewood that point on the area into a place where I, is like a house, to me, like a house on fire on all four sides. Spider ran to the other side, there is a sea of fire. In this way the entire section around the firewood ran in a circle, it stopped and stared. I'm too lazy hands rescued the spider, and not just merely lazy, but who seems to challenge: Well, if that, I would like to manage this do for you, be it, our own human disaster is enough more than that! The spiders take care of yourself.
when the fire has surrounded the root of firewood, about supporting it gave way to another root of firewood, then a roar, our roots are in wood spider suddenly breaks down, back into the house, spiders that section was left alone once fierce iron break something hit the stove was on the floor.
I think that, after such a collision, has destroyed about a spider. But when I pick up firewood when Flanagan, spiders are dynamic, in a piece of iron on the run again. Then my dog found it, so the nose in its body go, and when the insects encounter as it always like a big share of saliva Tang Chu, forming a sea of saliva. Wang them in the lake, vaguely see a small island, which is left by all the spiders. But this is not the end.
Gradually, the It seems only two legs left, but later turned into three, four, and thus, stretch legs stick together, so the spider quickly to a dark corner of climbing.
I congratulate to it, but think of my own life, a complicated accident, when I also did not rely on others to help Enron out of danger in a fire; later thought of the situation during the war to think I have like the spider, as wet and crawl out from the sea. I have not experienced anything ah ... ...
seen anything in the world, do not be afraid, do not under any circumstances get you down in the catastrophe.
Almost dawn, I went to the stairs, I heard only a drop of water dripping from the roof upon the ground. Morning burst on the scene, the dawn mist shrouded, we came to the shore of Lake endless.
the rising sun from dawn to early light of this period of time, precious time is the most mysterious, leaving the trees leaf pattern, was revealed at this time. Little Birch is combed from top to bottom, and maple and poplar from the bottom had been combed. I did witness the birth of the cold and see how he makes dry brown grass, white, and how to cast a thin layer of small puddles chips.
the sun rose, the other side of the structure revealed in the cloud, hanging in the air high up. In the dawn light, the lake finally appeared in the white mist, misty smoke inside, all is well as to expand a lot. A team of ducks long to become the offensive force of the queue, and the group of swans in the water like a fairy tale Whitehead City. One from the places in the black grouse flying there, and it is undoubtedly an important thing, not come by chance, because the other side, in the same direction, he goes one, then, a and a swamp ...... When I came to the lake when there is a large group together, and a few stops in the trees, mostly in the hills on the run, jump, estrus, in the spring with the same total . Was visible only looked green winter wheat, can not conclude that the days of early spring. Also by our own, might also conclude that not spring, because we no liquor in the fermentation chest, happy and no people mad, and now joy was calm, as usual, like what the pain disappeared. You will feel pain and happiness, but at the same time sad thought: This is not painful, but life itself is gone, ah ......
snow in this period, the lake completely black, Add the ice on the lake, a ring, ice ring tight brief day upon day among black with white shores. Now, circle the ice melted, the water was free, twinkling, very happy. Fly from the mountain torrent, the murmuring babble, like spring. But once the cloud covered the sun, it found that the water, ducks and swans in the city of the queue, depends on the sun's glorious to see. All blinded to re-fog, and even the lake is also subduction. I do not know why, only that left hanging in the air the other side of the structure.
forest valley deep
a huge gray moth-like butterflies, falling in the abyss, Yang floating on the water, forming a triangle, like Liang Chi nailed alive to the water. She kept fretting with spindly legs, the body also followed twist, then, this little butterfly in the abyss Dangqi microwave, spread thick circle around four to go.
butterfly near many tadpoles, just swim by, and do not care for the wave; some small beetles like the riders generally ride in the land in the water frantically turning circles; stone in the shadow next to a small barracuda, like a small stick, like in the water on end - mostly to catch the butterflies eat, it is probably not aware of the following microwave. Of course, what microwave under the water!
However, the butterfly struggling in the abyss of silence stirred frequently in the microwave, but over the surface as if attracted general attention. Wild gooseberry, or the huge green fruit blown water, withered away in the Coltsfoot Flower to dew and water to their leaves washed fresh Ying Ming Jie, the new green hops around the tall and straight, to be wrapped in the green cloud climb higher on the more cedar; and shake up following the wave that butterflies can not reach behind the stone, reflecting the steep shore of the Sea Ranch area of trees and sky.
pike sooner or later I was convinced that the little Muji from the natural state of staying sober, taking note of the abyss into which the water throughout the cycle. But looking at the butterflies, I can not help but look at your current struggle: I have confused more than once Yang turned the body, desperately with both hands, feet and can catch things easily win freedom. I recall some time after the great swift frustrated, go straight into the abyss where lose a stone, stone sparked a burst of waves, turning the butterfly's wings leveled it, and send her flying into the air. This is what they had experienced hardship, but also be able to understand other people's hardships.
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