Autumn is not over yet. I have been looking forward to the beginning of spring because I am afraid of the cold winter. The feeling of cold wind and cool body, how many clothes to wear like bare, really bitter. Knowing the Four Seasons endowed by nature, no one can violate them. With my stubbornness, my dream and the logical thinking of jumping over the North Pole to the south, we can conquer the unchangeable nature, it is better to say that there is a place in front of me, which is vast and clear in the early spring, rather than that I have the spirit of chasing after all the mountains in my heart. Among them, God and soul are vividly present in the flying birds and flowers. In the distance, the green branches of spring grass swing around the immature waist, and bees and butterflies can be seen everywhere to dance in the slight warm wind. It makes the butterfly flow into the tree skin, and the bees are circling around the cozy flowers at the edge of the cluster. This kind of motivation of being in the court and in the Han Dynasty caught my eyes into the double realm. I tried my best to change the winter hardware. It is better to update the soft heart into the poetry of spring, thinking about it, let the heavy heart put down, not long, spring will come, with birds and flowers. The Four Seasons in everyone’s heart are distinct. Whether it is represented by nickname or answered by the author, they all keep thinking about the four seasons that follow the shadow. When you are happy, it must be the summer in your heart, when you are depressed, it must be autumn thoughts with rain. When you cry and smile bitterly, it must be the loneliness of Winter Cool. When you smile gently, it must be the warmth of heart like spring. Therefore, it reminds me of what people often say to put down my heart. Only when you find the warm season in your heart in the outside of letting nature take its course can you put down your heart. No matter you or me, there is spring in my heart, spring will stay in the camp. If you have any wishes, annoyance and depression in your heart, please go into reading, read Rousseau’s [living in the embrace of nature], read Prishvin’s [Brook in the Forest], read Petro. When the Roses Bloom in Prado, reading Nie Luda’s [warmth of returning] will enrich your external and internal, and store optimistic stories permanently without losing the color of paragraphs. Reading the scenery is bizarre and interesting, which can make you feel relaxed and happy. Reading can strengthen one’s heart, comfort one’s heart, and make friends with one’s heart. When one’s heart is thirsty, one must write a pen. If you read a lot of poems and books, you will feel warm and light. How many times do I not cherish a little bit of time, let it run away quickly, regret myself, because time is left to those who have a heart —— not that I am careless, but that I lack space to squeeze in the busy.

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