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    Baishan

    After all, I came to see you over the mountains and mountains. You said that you are living a comfortable and natural life now, but I gave you some melancholy.  The sky is clear and cloudless, and the scenery on the mountain really comforts the soul, but are you willing to be so mediocre?  After this life?

    Seeing the lonely gardenia tree exudes a sweet smell, in this barren land, it blooms not for my appreciation, maybe it is the peace of mind alone, maybe it is for the comfort between each breath  Open and close, perhaps in order to stay away from the hustle and bustle and be natural.  However, the most fundamental thing is life. Since the seed is buried in the soil, it has taken root and has life.  But what about people?  People have feet.  When you stepped on this land, did you really not have even the slightest regret?

    You speak indifferently, people have to make their own choices, I choose to be speechless.

    The mountains are green, the sky is blue, the water is sweet, the people are quiet, the night is deep, and the insects are talking. I should be able to sleep peacefully this night. I actually like it here, but it¡¯s just that.

    The wind blows over your smiling face, I see your real smile, and marvel at how ordinary you may be.  However, in your words, you revealed your beautiful pursuit of this life, and told you some plans. I saw the rugged and winding mountain road when I came here in my mind. I think, you will finally be able to realize those beautiful dreams.

    He said very little, although it was the second time I met him, I already had a relatively good impression of him, he should be a diligent person.

    Recently, time is really precious to me. I stole the night tirelessly. I woke up because of a phone call in the early morning. Looking at the quiet night, the majestic mountains, like stars within reach, I was so drunk that I was at a loss.  .

    Because of pursuit, people have responsibility, mission and return.  I trek across mountains and rivers, and eventually I have to find a place to stand on.

    There are still two hours before I have to get up, look at the night, force myself to close my eyes, and finally settle down and fall asleep.

    Time in the mountains is industrious, giving hope to this land.  For more than twenty years, I have never known that you have such a side. On this green hill, under the shadow of the clouds, you are like that lonely gardenia, blooming, not for the eyes of others, not for the lonely self-admiration, just for this.  Free and easy heart.  I never thought that after your youth, you, who are already in your twilight years, have a poetic mood.  This mountain is majestic yet tactful, fierce yet tender, standing silently in the silent years of a hundred generations, carrying ideals rooted in the deepest underground.  Soaring aspirations, tenderness like water, should be such a mountain.

    Once again in the wind, you speak calmly, what kind of life a person lives is his own choice.  Holding a sip of spring water nourishes my dry heart and refreshes my heart. When I see your shadow on the clear water, I sigh in my heart without knowing the so-called.

    ? This mountain looks, that mountain is high, I call the mountain, and the voices go away layer by layer, and the echoes in the mountain make me ignorant.  When I saw the birds in surprise, I remembered what was said in the Shanyao Sutra: deer return to the wild, birds return to the forest, and real people return to perish.

    ?It seems that all kinds of things in this world have their own destiny, which can be summed up in one word: fate.

    I want to tell you that the person in your previous life also has the atmosphere of hiding in the city, but now, it is hard to get back.  I kept my mouth shut, and wandered around the world along the distance you looked at.

    Turning around the dangerous mountain, my legs, which are used to smooth travel, are not controlled by nerves, and tremble step by step. There is always some distance, which makes people feel awe, even if we don't understand what kind of distance it is.

    Leaving, for a better encounter next time, this winding road leads to cliffs and cliffs. I am worried that the driver will be driven to this place if he is not careful. I finally did not open my mouth to express my worries. I beg  This mountain, treat you well, the mountain is speechless, and the wind is endless.

    Looking at you is like staring at a distance of a century. Seeing my back after searching, does it also leave you with such deep loneliness?

    Borrowing the wind for eight hundred miles, a rain came. Gardenia said last night that she was looking forward to the rain when the sky met again.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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