On this land, there is a piece of sky that I can’t tell, day day, night day, I always love looking at this day day and night, he is very strange, lengthening his face, he could not smell the margin in the breath, and several stars emitted faint light, just like calling his partner in the darkness, but lost in the warm light of the moon in the midnight. He was confused at night, with the melancholy of looking down, till the dawn, I brushed the last luminous light through my window. I happened to see a forest. As if I had seen it in my dream, staring at it, I was suddenly surprised. I didn’t know when the wind had started. They swayed wildly. Every branch was trembling, and the trembling song was carried by the wind, permeated in the hot soil, in the emotional land, until the midnight, the song lingered among the mountains and valleys, and could not wake up everything in the world, just like a kind and quiet Walker, unable to hear or see. Wilderness mountain. The crops in farmers’ thatched houses are interlaced and woven into a piece, which is always vivid and harmonious. Just like in the hazy pus, like in the dream, in the wilderness and mountain, gently, slowly stroking this beautiful gift, I want to praise all these with a beautiful word, and suddenly I find that I have lost my words. He leaned over and sat down, stroked the land with his hands, and admired his soul with his heart.

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