It has been cloudy these days, or it will rain, but today is a sunny day. In addition to going to the construction site, I just went to the Riverside, which is already a common practice for me to come to Langzhong this time. Drawing, drawing, on the riverside, beautiful scenery, happy mood, broad thinking, don’t even think about it, just draw it directly. Today, the weather is very good, with blue sky and white clouds, clear sky, horizontal as a mirror, the river and the sky are the same; The mountains are near the trees, the partridges are playing in the water, the white cranes are low, the boats and boats are back and. I took a lot of photos, very beautiful, all in the photo album. There are many no hair, have in mind. The landscape in Langzhong is so wonderful that I can’t see enough every day. Day and night are all beside the river. In the daytime, I watched the mountains and water, the vast waves of smoke and the drizzle on the river; At night, I heard birds calling and insects singing, frogs singing in the midnight, and three more birds singing. It’s just a pity that this time I came here unfortunately. It was such a good mountain and water at night, but there was no stars and moon to accompany me! Hey, people are not as good as heaven. Just let it go. You will be satisfied with what God has given you! Compared with many of my companions, they are all in the office, facing the white walls, thinking hard that they are already in heaven! At dusk, I just ate porridge cooked by myself. I wanted to draw drawings for a while, but suddenly many people came around my villa and praised me very much. Then everyone talked about this and that with me, endless. I packed up in a hurry, went to the supermarket in the city, bought tomorrow’s dishes, and then found a quiet place to stop, ready to continue working. I just sat down and didn’t turn on the computer, but I saw the blue light and Moonlight on the desktop! My back window was torn from the film last night and became transparent, just for enjoying the scenery in the villa on a cold night. I don’t want to visit me tonight when the moonlight passes through the glass! Outside the window, the branches of the Willow are hanging on the moon, wandering there; The branches of the Willow are swaying in the breeze, just like playing with the Falk moon; A few stars, blink my little eyes outside my window and call me! I couldn’t sit still any more. I lit the engine, stepped on the accelerator, walked through the Willow Forest and reed marshes, and reached the river. At the end of the road, I stopped horizontally and let the window at the end of the Villa face the river and moon, after waiting for the moon for several days and nights, I will see you full tonight, put it in my belly, and digest it slowly! Out of the door, on the grass beside the mud road, I set up a stool, a cup of clean water, threw it on the grass, and sat alone beside the river to watch the moon. It is located in a remote place, and there are few pedestrians in the daytime, and there is no figure at night, which is exactly what I want. Behind the willow forest behind the back, a young voice was singing the evening song, melodious and melodious, like sobbing, but could not hear the lyrics clearly. Insects in the forest played Nocturne together. It was so clean that I could hear my heartbeat and breath except for the sound of nature. In front of me was the broad Jialing River. The river was calm without waves. The shadow of the distant mountains painted elegant curves in the river. The moon, stars and clouds are all at the bottom of the water, but the upper moon is wandering in the water, while the lower Moon is wandering in the sky. The night wind was fine, and there was no ripple on the river. It was just my cigarette butts, which were so clear that I could see the shadow of the wind. There was a hint of coolness on the skin. I went to the villa to add a piece of clothes and looked at the almanac on the tablet by the way. It will be summer tomorrow. Tonight, it is the tip of this spring’s tail. Oh, how time flies! This spring, I am in the wild every night, talking with spring breeze and spring rain, talking with stars and moon unconsciously, spring slipped away in front of me without turning back. Took the tablet computer, sat beside the river under the moon, and read Su Dongpo’s back Chibi Fu. Comrade Dongpo was blessed. On the night when the moon was white and the wind was clear, there were two guests accompanying each other. There were fish and wine, singing poems and singing songs, drinking and appreciating the moon. However, I, the immortal, was alone by the river, drinking white water and smoking old cigarettes. Unexpectedly, I didn’t feel lonely at all. In my heart, I am willing to associate with the breeze and the moon, and talk with insects and birds, because their language makes my heart more likely to be innocent and quiet. Unconsciously, the moon came from the river to the center of the river. White clouds and sparse stars wander among aquatic plants. Suddenly there was a sound of water, as if the fish jumped out of the water. I played a flashlight and looked for it according to the direction of the sound, but I couldn’t find it. However, the water surface rose slightly, circling and circling. On the edge of the mountain, there were a round of bright belts. Moon’s face moved slightly, as if laughing at me, being fascinated by her. Bugu Bugu, there was a bird calling its companions in the distance. After a long time, there was no reply. I learned the voice of birds: Bugu Bugu, far away, in the dark shadow of the distant mountain, birds should also cry with me, Bugu Bugu, I should cry, very tacit understanding. I remember when we were young, we picked up dung in the forest early in the morning. There was a kind of bird in the forest, dragging its throat and shouting to pick up dung and pick up more! We also followed, and those birds sang with us. It seems that I have been able to talk to birds since I was young. Now, I am more familiar with it. If I don’t teach, I will. There was also a kind of bird calling the fire to burn the valley. In the silent distance, I sang a few times from time to time. I pouted my lips and blew the same Whistle. It also sang with me, it’s just that it’s still early to burn Baogu, and your monkey is a little anxious. Tired, stand up and walk back and forth along the river bank. The moon also follows me. The song that the moon goes and I also go is wrong. Sitting there quietly, the moon will accompany me and look at me in a trance. Only when I go will the moon follow me. It was too quiet tonight. I found a stone and smashed it into the water. Waves rose in the water immediately. Taking the place where the stone entered the water as the center of the circle, it expanded round and round, and the moon shadow was also in chaos, The stars are gone, only circles of silver light spread away, slowly calmed down, and there was another mirror. It suddenly occurred to me that once in Bailong Lake, it was also at night, my teacher, and a classmate paddled his boat and went to the lake. Boat to river, month from top out, reflected in water. That is the full moon, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the moon is in the middle sky, and the sky under the water is full of Nebula and bright moon. We don’t know whether the ship is in the sky or in the water, and we don’t know why. There were shrimps and peanuts that night, but there was no wine. I hammered my classmate a few fists and asked him why he didn’t bring wine. He only smiled at us, saying that if he didn’t leave you a little regret, you wouldn’t miss it. I will come again next time, I will give you a drink! I have been thinking about such a beautiful thing, but I have never gone. When he went to their home again last year, he even had no boat, not to mention the good weather of the moon. Nine times out of ten unsatisfactory life, accept the reality, To be down-to-earth. There will be good Moon, good water and good clouds tonight. If there is a boat, it will go to the center of the river and let it drift by itself. Then there will be a pot of good wine. I am alone, with a handful of peanuts and two pairs of mother pork, it will also become a fairy! But there was no boat, no wine and vegetables tonight, only a glass of fresh water, lying on the grass. Even so, there is no need to complain. All the beautiful things in the world are reserved for those who are prepared. But there are also coincidences. There are some things that you prepare and wear every day, but you are busy every day. Suddenly one day I got bored and threw it away, but I happened to meet the beautiful mountains, rivers and scenery. I just looked at them and sighed. However, I am different. I don’t complain. Even if God is unfair to me, I will take it calmly, so I can find happiness every day. I can see such a beautiful scenery tonight, with a glass of fresh water and an old cigarette, Also no regrets Yi! Suddenly there was something urgent, so I had to go to the woods. He stepped on the grass and went to the forest. There was already dew on the grass, and the feet were wet, regardless of it, just moving forward. Standing in the willow forest, I felt relaxed. I was so excited that my whole body was smooth and comfortable. When I was happy, I raised my head and saw the spider’s web stuck on my face. Some dew beads were wet on my face. It was cold and very comfortable. Clean the spider web. When looking up, the moon was covered by a cloud. It seems that there is no white knot in this spider web. Tonight there is a big worm in the web, which is me. I lost my moon! Standing on the grass for a while, the clouds dispersed, but the moon turned into a caterpillar. The fluffy edge drooped slowly to the western sky. Hey, I’m also satisfied tonight. The Moon has been with me for several hours. That’s enough. Looking at the direction of the moon, I glanced at it again and entered the villa to write this text. The topic was “The Frog Moon night in the Spring River”, which was thought out yesterday. Today is the last night of spring, and tomorrow is summer! Such a good name, just waiting for the moon to come out, the frog sounds. But I haven’t heard the sound of frogs tonight. No matter, I still think this name is good, continue to write! When I wanted to smoke, I opened the door of the villa, and the sound of frogs was just loud and clear outside. Are frogs afraid of the moon? There were no months a few days ago, and you kept yelling. There was a month tonight, but when the moon was on, you closed your voice, waiting for the moon to fall? It is rare for good things to be successful. On the last night of this spring, there was the moon first, and then the frog sound, which was a perfect beauty. Looking back, the moon was already gone. There were only a few stars in the sky. In addition to the loud sound of frogs, there was also Bugu Bugu, which was recorded in the villa beside Jialing River in Langzhong on May 5, 2014 at 04:53.

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I remember that I bought the first copy of Peninsula Metropolis Daily in 1999. I was surprised by the abundant news sources and innovative forms of newspapers and periodicals in it. Apart from sharing, peninsula newspaper has also become a nutritious breakfast that I must watch every day. With a flick of a finger, Peninsula newspaper has been published for 15 years. As a loyal reader, I naturally want to send my most sincere wishes, wishing Peninsula newspaper a blooming life and a booming business. In the 1990 s, at first, the traditional Qingdao newspaper Qingdao Evening News was mostly ordered at home. Although the news is fresh and timely, I feel that the news source is less. 99 years, the Peninsula Metropolis Daily for the launch, read first Peninsula newspaper is to let me very fascinated. Because this newspaper is very rich in the arrangement of various columns and news collection and writing, and there are also many news sources, which let me enjoy and share international politics, domestic news and Qingdao news to my heart’s content, you can have more choices. And my favorite sections are nothing more than entertainment section, sports section and literature section. Compared with the previous contents of newspapers and periodicals, Peninsula newspaper is also unique in these sections. Not only is the reporting perspective unique, but also the significance of interpretation will trigger my deep thinking. Therefore, it also trained my ability of reading newspapers and thinking, so that it became a habit of mine. Fifteen years are really long. It can turn a small sapling into a thick tree with luxuriant foliage; It is also really short, it is like the vicissitudes of the world seen at the moment of looking back at the year and year of life, which makes people feel deeply touched, as if many things happened yesterday. The founding process of Peninsula newspaper is like this. At the beginning of its publication, when Qingdao traditional paper media hadn’t realized it, it grew the bud of hope. It also thrives in the wind and rain, and finally grows into a tree! In the process of growing up together with The Peninsula Newspaper, my heart also changed accordingly. At first, the love for literature was only limited to daily diaries. However, when I read the column “Chaohua” of Peninsula newspaper, I also had new confidence in Creation! It can be said that as long as the Peninsula newspaper has a literary layout, I will pay close attention to it, even if my level does not reach that level. I have never given up, because when I appreciate the excellent articles in the literature column, I will laugh and think sometimes with those stories of real experience, thus enriching my creation home. In June and July of 2013, I participated in the contest of naming Laoshan River by Peninsula newspaper and city letter newspaper and winning the prize successively for my father and mother’s essay contest, which made me have special feelings for Peninsula newspaper, it seems that there is a starting point for the soul to fly. Under the care of the editor teacher of Peninsula newspaper, on June 11th, 2014, my book “Going forward against the wind” was also published in the column “Chaohua” of Peninsula Newspaper. For me, the most precious thing is not the recognition of oneself, but the process of growing up with Peninsula newspaper. I have written in other newspapers before, but happiness is only short. However, publishing my article on the Peninsula newspaper made me excited for a long time, because this newspaper has a huge influence on the city, and what I want to do now is to keep moving forward, take the past achievements here as the starting point. Only in this way can I really grow and mature. Thousands of flowers bloom together, flowers cluster. In the wonderful time when Peninsular celebrated its founding, I am delighted to wish the most influential newspaper media in this city: Happy birthday! Besides blessing, I also sincerely thank the Peninsula newspaper for its love for me. I believe that the Peninsula newspaper is the starting point for me to release my soul and the most beautiful scenery in my life.

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