He won and finally won. After many years of widowhood, the iron tree blossomed for many years. The Liaoning team's dream came true. After winning the finals for the seventh time in a row, he finally climbed the CBA championship podium. In due course, the crowd cheered, and the yellow robes added to the sound. I laughed to the sky from the horizontal knife, and left two gallons of liver and gallbladder. How many times sweat, how many times hate and return, how many times to come back, and finally
Every year from March to April, it is a feast of kapok. One blossoming, a huge group of kapok blooming in the branches, swaying in the wind, in full swing, extraordinary momentum, which attracted many passers-by to stop watching, praise it. When I was a child, my grandmother often brought our sisters to the kapok tree to pick up the fallen flowers and taught us to spell various patterns: triangular, square, round, heart
For handmade cloth shoes, it is rare nowadays, because the style is not new enough, and even more troublesome to do it, it is better to buy a pair of tens of dollars, to the Czech Republic. However, the feeling of pure cloth shoes was hard to make and it took half a lifetime to continue half a century. The mother made handmade cloth shoes. It was an expert and a neighbor. From time to time, he went to find his mother and cut his shoes. Ask him. Listen to her mother, she is very
Long time no see, are you okay? I can't remember what time it was here last time. It will be a long time. It is said that fate is responsible for shuffling, and we play cards ourselves. I did not know when the card was issued and fell into the abyss. The time flew. What I experienced in the past three months was not only the bit of life, but also the struggle between life and death. All the way up to the present, always feel that eating
Niu Ling, the hometown of Liang Weishan, the hometown of Niu Ling, stands on the edge of the big river. It is so intriguing that it is the hometown of mountains and mountains. The hometown of Niu Ling, quiet, lonely, in the season of winter to make spring, quiet, lonely hometown of Niu Ling, watching the nine Qufu like a silver dragon dancing daze daze. The main body of Niu Ling in the hometown is huge, surrounded by peaks and peaks, mountains and waters.
The old family's citron tree Ye Xiangxiang Liang Weishan yesterday in the "farm fun" to eat a plate of pure flavor, full of scent of farmers fragrant tofu tofu, reminded me of my hometown of citron tree nostalgia. The citron, also known as citron head and citron bud, is the young shoot of the citron tree. This kind of tree vegetable that is listed in the early spring is also called “tree vegetable”. As the saying goes: Before the rain, buds are tender and silky.
I am a client myself. In fact, in thinking this, there is always an impression of young people floating in my mind. Think about it again, and think that it is an indulgence of being alone and unwilling to be realistic. After twenty years, one hundredth of the time has passed. It is not too early to think that you are mature. I do not know whether it is related to age, or as a youth's confusion about the future, there is always a certain
Forget it, no matter what! When I took a tooth, I took over the task. On the rehearsal day, I discovered that the musician dropped three T's for me, so my performance was almost perfect. I was slightly fortunate to see that the Grand Theater seemed to be satisfied. I was relieved to say a long breath. The assistant gave me a "big stick" gesture. It seemed that she was not very fluent in music. She did not catch the exception of the song.
On weekdays, I often stand in front of a flower and listen carefully, silent for a long time. The flowers at this time are no longer blooming, I believe that the most beautiful time is always going too fast, you have no time to ponder, it has long been away from you. When a bustling celebration is over, it should be green and thin, leaving only the tenderness of a few summer flowers dotted with the green pull light summer. Relying on the bright morning glow, listen carefully
Recently, the families of several of my classmates left the world because of various diseases. I suddenly realized that the original death was close to us, and the time spent with my family was really shorter. If I do not spend much time with my family, will it be a day when they suddenly leave, I will be at a loss and regret. Actually, I'm still very grateful to this world, although at home
The rain came in the darkness. The sound of the raindrops was clear from the window. The sound was not particularly loud, but it tilted my inner guilt, like a soft hand gently stroking the strings, flowing a string Strings of notes, this note, jump in the space of the heart, in this spotless stillness, playing a touch of beauty and gentleness. This beauty will make your thoughts even longer and longer.
The reason why I used the word "dear" for "Dandelion" is not intended to pretend to be a slogan, but is a heartfelt statement. The only reason is because it is both delicious on the tip of the tongue and universally applicable. "Herbal medicine". In dandelions, people in the village call them mother-in-law, a kind of small grass everywhere. The leaves are like sawtooths, they lie on the ground, and one or more empty paths grow in the middle.
During my youth, I often wandered around the green fields, the quiet gorges, and the beautiful lakes. I admired the various forms and styles that the Creator had given to nature, shedding colorful illusions and expressing her feelings of emotion. Therefore, I wrote a diary, Reading has become my pastime of daily life. In the vast book sea, I seem to talk through time and space with the sages of the wise men in the book, from ancient times to the present,
All say that Yuelu Mountain is the "back garden of Changsha." We Shimen people also have their own "back garden" – Jiashan. Shimen County Jiashan Forest Park is a tourist attraction that integrates the Shuowang Mausoleum, Buddhist shrine, source of tea ceremony, and forest scenery. It is 8 kilometers away from the county seat. The most famous scenic spots in Jiashan are the Jiashan Temple (Lingquan Temple) and the Tomb of Kings. It is said that in the late Ming Dynasty and early Qing Dynasty, Li Shuncheng, the king of Dashun Emperor, was defeated.
How is the rhyme in the year of Shuying? In a hurry, yet another night of rain, soft winds, and the sea slug smiles. In awkwardness, see also the broken heart of flowers. After all, I couldn't help the water soft and warm. Suddenly, once again cherish spring stay, once again green fat red and thin – another beautiful story of rebirth
Qingxin Business College of the Arts College of Environmental Design Grade 2017 Ge Xinyang This time, according to the arrangement of the teacher, we came to Qiubei County, Yunnan Province – Puzhehei Scenic Area. Yunnan is a beautiful place. According to tour guides, among the 55 ethnic minorities in the country, Yunnan accounts for 52. Different ethnic groups are in harmony and live in harmony. There are so many ethnic groups in one province and they live in harmony.
1 The coffee rose early in the morning and rain began outside the window. With a chaotic mood, downstairs – out of the district, into a cafe. In the cafe, the hookah is like a bunch of grapes, hanging from the branch that grows only in the dreamland. Among them is an old man who breathes in a childlike lung. And I was sighing and yelling. I couldn't describe the flame he had burned in the lungs, nor did he know how to expel.
In April, Shancheng City was sentimental and sentimental. It seemed to be the girl who had just opened her sinus. The rain was just a couple of days away, and she fell into the heart of the lake. She was ashamed to say it. The wind blew off the petals, and the dusty smell was gone. A dash of Datura was overlaid into the shadows. Wind and rain intertwined, the Chongqing forest ink color exhausted, those small dust left in the time, were rinsed one by one, stop and look around, cold water to the sky and the moon, a sorrow and joy. people
"Propriety Dog" Wen/Chen Chen Yong A stray dog bitten by a large family of dogs, shuddering on the snow with his limping legs. The stray dog appears so lonely and lonely under the moonlight, bloody all the way through the snow, and the sturdy north wind whistles. The stray dog despairingly sends a dull buzzing sound, trembling and moving forward. Come to a mountain and see a stockade in front of you, wandering