Appreciation of landscape love prose

The mountains are like Songshan Mountain, with young pines on the side, and the low-key gloom is accompanied by the silence of the moonlight, quietly leaning against the mountains to watch. The vicissitudes of time climbed to the forehead too early, but the thin body was full of the essence of life. His screen name is Shan, which refers to Wei 'an's straightforwardness.

Clear water, living in a mountain stream, carefree. Qing pu, neglecting turbidity and happiness, lives in the elegance of green hills, driving clear waves and splashing pearls. Her screen name is water, which refers to the quiet sea waves, turbulent and leisurely.

With the changes of the times, the network has become a fashionable and convenient platform, and also a circle of leisure and entertainment. Water wandered into the network, and the space was deserted. She walked quietly with the space, savoring the various states of the network. Her heart was full of catharsis, and she wrote down the depression and confusion in her heart. It's easy to put it down after writing, and there is a kind of relief. Since then, she has formed an alliance with words and is paranoid about words. Elegant pen, flying with a long-awaited dream, longing for the natural and simple taste, longing for a space full of green. The emotion of personality forms the writing style, and also attracts the gathering space of like-minded friends.

At noon on a summer day, an exquisite and elegant essay came into view, such as the calmness of a trickle and the freehand brushwork of a unique scene, which made Shui read several times. That's Shan's handwriting. Through dialogue, I know that he is a man with rich connotations and is not good at talking. They have made friends, and the age difference is ten years. They have forgotten their acquaintance in those years, and words have paved the way for their friendship.

Shan has a profound knowledge of writing, and he appreciates the wisdom and elegance of water. The network has built a platform for them to meet, creating a clear blue sky in the temple of words, and the water roams with the mountains. They use words to conceive the flourishing age of Taoyuan, and use words to write the dreamland. The tacit understanding of words on the internet has become their happy paradise. In their spare time, they gather on the screen to sing poems. Happy time flies, a kind of practical, peaceful and leisure fun, decorating a leisurely landscape around mountains and water.

With the combination of words, the friendship between mountains and water is as simple and clear as a flowing stream. During the chat, Shui learned that Shan's birthday was on the 17th day of the first month, and he took his friends to Shan Space to celebrate his birthday. A sumptuous banquet of poems, words, and hospitality, with meat and wine sprinkled, Echo Yang, a literary friend, expressed his friendship, and the birthday girl held a pot to pour wine. A unique birthday scene, intoxicated by the fortitude of the mountain, infatuated with blooming flowers, the highest point of friendship, is the screen's thanks again and again. In the virtual network, friendship is like the first lotus, clear and lovely. A person pays honesty and gains an unforgettable impression. The mountain has gained heavy friendship, and the water has gained the happiness of love transmission, and has been sincerely moved and trusted by friends and mountains.

Network encounters will also set off waves of passion. Water network is deep, lovers are not mountains. When the mountain knew it, it was silent. There were frequent footprints in space, but there was no news of the mountain. Water gave up online dating, perhaps because moral values hindered her willfulness. Water swims in the barren space, like a passer-by, tasting loneliness alone in a corner abandoned by the network. Suddenly, she looked forward to a home, a fortress belonging to her heart. What comforts her for the time being is the pleasure that words bring her, and perhaps joining the kingdom of words is a kind of detachment.

Water misses the time of mountains, and the tireless enthusiasm of mountains induces the writing potential of water. A village woman, interested in writing, has a magical incitement. Wandering in the network, the water is meditating ... The literary talent of the mountain makes the water move, and his poems make people feel the freehand brushwork of nature, faint words and fragrance, wandering around the thinking of water. The gentleness of the mountain is like a cup of tea in the afternoon, refreshing and nourishing the loneliness of water.

The water sent an invitation letter to the mountain, waiting for the response from the water. Shan said that he didn't play house games, and Shui hoped to hold hands with Shan in words and get rid of the confusion of online dating. The kind-hearted mountain agreed, but he said that he could not entangle with reality. Water agreed, and he sincerely respected Shan's integrity and dispelled her negative concerns about online dating. In the congratulations of friends, the mountain holds the hand of water with a big hand, and the heart of water stops at the back of the mountain. That night, there was no news of the mountain, and the water was a little uneasy. At noon the next day, the mountain sent a message, and Shuiyue couldn't wait to ask why. Shan said he was drunk last night because he was so happy. He also said that if water holds someone's hand, he will definitely leave the Internet because he has always had a crush on water. Tears of water, turning around in the eye frame, have no regrets about their choices, because there is water in the heart of the mountain, and the warm current of happiness conveys their feelings.

Legends are displayed in the network, the romance of words rings on the keyboard, and it is moved and sublimated in the jumping words, like a dream. The love between mountains and rivers, with words as the background, pursues a kind of detached love. In the temple of words, they pour out the troubles of dust with shallow handwriting and scribble helpless bits and pieces. The bird's nest with a mouthful of words plays back the beautiful literary talent. Words make them hold each other's hands tightly, and a heavy dependence supports the joy of the soul. Shan's poems, which have condensed half of his life's hard work, are paranoid about the description of natural landscapes and are wonderful with their aestheticism and profound literary achievements.

The features of this mountain can be compared with literary works. He is the son and the pride of Taihang Mountain. His body is full of honest and kind blood. He love the water, but he never conquered with greed, but bought it out with money, just between the lines on the screen, listening to the water, and then patiently enlighten and appease. When water is sad, it will say: Let me hug you and cry on my shoulder. Knowing that this was a virtual appeasement, the water smiled through tears and replied, well, I will smear my brother with my nose and tears. Mountain reply: it is a kind of happiness to let my sister paint ... Mountain accompanies his water without regrets and builds a happy castle in the virtual home of the network. Water flows through lovers' farms and envies other lovers' farms. There are bright roses everywhere. Red roses are the symbol of love and the glory of love. Water simply stole roses and was bitten by a dog on the farm. She complained to the mountain in frustration, and the mountain promised water that she would plant roses for her herself. But their farm level is very low, so when will they plant roses? Besides, the reality is very busy, and there is not enough time to chat and write words every day. The water harvested that touch, but I didn't expect roses to grow on the mountain. She is satisfied with the company of this mountain in her busy schedule.

Home in the network fascinates water. She is used to the days when the mountains accompany her, and the mountains are steady and cultured in literature and art, and she has been baptized by mediocre thoughts. She began to pursue an upward thought and cultivate a peasant woman's sentiment with words. In front of the network screen, the first greeting when I open my eyes every day is the news of the mountain, and the last sentence before going to bed is good night of the mountain. Warmth nourishes the loneliness of water, rushing in the blood of water with the warm current transmitted by radio waves. She is moved by the frankness of the mountain and appreciates its opening. With the entanglement of life, water will talk to mountains, and old people will ask questions well. The mountain will tell the water that it is the responsibility of human beings to respect the elderly. When there is a crisis in children's education, the mountain will persuade the water not to educate children with injury, but to conquer their hearts with patience and love. The contradiction between husband and wife is clear. To save a family, both sides need to influence each other's hearts. He wants water to be happy. He expressed a man's confusion and helplessness, hoping that his water could seize the happiness of reality. The hearts of mountains and water are closely connected without distance and become interdependent supports.

Water's marriage is in crisis, and she is speechless and distressed, seeking comfort in cyberspace. With tears in her eyes, she told Shan that Shan promised the water with the love of Taihang Mountain. She would spare no effort to help the water face difficulties, but she would save the integrity of her family. Dan Jixiang said that his father died of illness when he was very young, and his mother took him and his younger brother and sister to remarry. Although the stepfather is very kind to them, the brand of the incomplete family is an irreparable defect for the children. He wrote great love with his regret, influenced the despair of water with love, encouraged water to reflect on himself and win back his happiness. The water touches the mountain with good intentions, and the tears in the picture frame quietly try to wipe the screen. Love of mountains is happiness in adversity. Shan also learned that the traditional water regards children and home as life, and she will not let the harm spread. If the water beats itself, the feedback will be dripping and wonderful. For an online dating couple with a family, only knowing the value of each other's existence can not be separated from his personal cultivation. Water knows in her heart that if Shanshan indulges her waywardness when her mood is the most fragile, maybe she will take a step, and the result will only be the spread of injury. The tacit understanding between mountains and water is a natural imagination, and they interpret high-level love with words.

On the starting line of literature, mountains lay the foundation stone for the literary materials of water, dreaming of becoming literary companions for life and paying for each other's wonderful works. They join hands to go to the world network, hoping to open up a fertile ground for rooting and letting the wings of dreams fly into the blue sky. When I first entered the literary world, I was black and blue by the rigorous internal force of literature. In the long starry night, two lovers turned to study. Mountain is water, Baidu classical literature materials, and explained sentence by sentence, using a variety of model essays to start thinking. As the stroke of midnight approaches, they just leave the network temporarily, and the discussion and aftertaste of words become their warm concern. At that time, the water used a universal mobile phone, and the online queries were all from the mountains, sorted out and sent to the water. Paying without regrets is the happiness of Dashan. Accompanied by water, the mountain has more sunshine, more happy sustenance, watching his water, rippling happy sculls, sailing in the blue waves of the heart lake. They agreed to fly with Dapeng bird to realize their world-famous dream.

Time flies, nearly half a year, the level of the farm has improved very quickly. The mountain told the water farm that the roses were in bloom and the water was an abnormal surprise. It turns out that Shan has been taking care of the farm. He planted one rose after another for the water, and the red rose touched the water. In a word, Shan paid time for her and fulfilled her promise. It is said that the network is virtual, but the water is really moved by the harvest. I am completely surrendered by Dashan's actions. I am willing to be a little sheep in Dashan, a mountain full of grass, guarding the growth of sheep.

In the past three years, the days of mutual support and the touch of mountain water supply have filled the three-year log in the passing footsteps. That touch changed the pride and ignorance of water. She re-examined herself, baptized her mentality with the connotation of words, and filled the shortcomings of life with the enthusiasm of literature. She loves words, mountains like pine, an extraordinary love, accompanying her rain or shine, conveying the true feelings in the struggle of life. In the era of interests, it seems logical that love and body should be combined. However, the relationship between mountains and water has jumped out of the vulgar hutong. They enjoy a kind of transcendental love, but they can't live without each other. In order not to affect each other's real life, they never talked by phone. In the exchanged photos, they remembered each other's faces, their meticulous care and frequent radio waves, and they spent countless days and nights happily.

In the deep red of late autumn, prosperity began to gather and fruits returned to the earth. The joy of hanging and the fragrance of fruit show charm on the same stage. Shan was lucky enough to come to Shuishui's hometown for business. He is an expert in agriculture. He loved his career and made outstanding contributions to the prosperity of agriculture. On this trip, he asked to see him. Water was happy and contradictory, and she fell into a short thought. It is hard to say whether the connection between network and reality is a curse or a blessing. Mountains seem to be able to read the mind of water. He solemnly promised not to force Shui Mei to do anything against her will, and Shuimei readily accepted the invitation of Mount Ting.

In the early autumn of the northland, Cuiwei wants to take off her makeup and retire, saying goodbye to the bleak dust. Qiu Ju's enthusiasm rose from the beginning. She took a golden brocade ball and paved a golden corridor for a pair of lovers who met. Colorful butterflies in the aisle, dancing with light silk wings, danced in pairs, as if to relive Liang Zhu's love. At the end of the landscape eye, they saw each other's shadows, and in the noisy square, they finally saw the true meaning of their dreams. Water is wearing elegant clothes, long hair is fluttering, and mountains are also a leisure equipment. Thin body and eyebrows can't hide the joy of meeting. He looked at Shuimei up and down quietly, which seemed to be a common silence in his dreams. When we first met, the language suddenly became clumsy, and smiling became the main theme of communication. The crowded agricultural exhibition hall involved them in the whirlpool of the crowd, and they were pushed around involuntarily. Maybe this is the trick to break the embarrassment. They began to look for each other in the crowd, and the joy of reunion made them have a topic. The talkativeness of the mountain makes the water appreciate it. He always smiles and asks about things in life while walking, which makes the water feel strange and practical.

At the exit of the stairs, the mountain looked a little pale and its pace slowed down. The water looked back and asked with his eyes. The mountain caught up with it in a few steps. Carrying the bag in his hand, the water rushed into the crowd to enjoy the fresh scenery. She was flattered because there was a look behind her, which was a great happiness. At the entrance and exit of the agricultural exhibition hall, it's almost lunch time. They walked into a restaurant with mutton and steamed buns, which is also a famous food of Shuijia. They sat down in the corner of the hall, and the water looked at her mountain closely, just like the feeling on the internet, without the slightest publicity and impetuousness. She looked at him quietly and listened to his interesting stories, just like reading a beautiful book.

The delicious food brought by the boss tempts the water to swallow, and it is a wonderful enjoyment to share it with your lover. However, the mountain doesn't seem to like eating well. His hands are shaking and he is short of breath. Water asked him if he didn't like it. The mountain hurriedly hid, gulped, shook his hand and stopped. Shan pretended to smile, claiming that he might have caught a cold and was a little uncomfortable, and quietly opened the topic. However, hidden clearly felt that Shanshan's state was not normal. She suggested that Shan go to the hospital to see a doctor, and Shan readily agreed to go home for thorough treatment. They talked in the restaurant for more than two hours, as if there were endless topics, online, real life, children and business dealings. Finally, the mountain deliberately guided the words of water seriously and subtly.

The autumn wind in the afternoon gently caresses the distant guests, the warm sunshine bathes the rushing mountains, and waves of smiling faces stop for his water for a long time. When the sun is setting, the mountain is heading home towards the water, but the water is worried about the health of the mountain. With their own ideas, they walked into the bus station. Dan Qiang cheer up and pretend as if nothing had happened. He felt uncomfortable for an instant and had to slow down. After a short rest, his smile still hung on his cheek. Shan squeezed into the long queue to buy tickets and ran back happily with them. He completely forgot his physical abnormality. At the long-distance bus station, Shan took Shuishui's agricultural textbooks and some new agricultural products and put Shuishui's sister on the bus.

In the cool autumn wind, Shan breathed a sigh of relief and went back to the waiting room alone. The water looked at the mountain that left with a smile, and its eyes were wet. Tears rolled down at the moment when the mountain turned. She tried to fill the picture with tears, full of emotion, respect and emotion. After more than ten minutes, Shanshan came out from behind the screen of the waiting room and came to the window. He told the water again that he was safe when he got home and held out his hand to say goodbye. They clasped each other's hands through the window. A calm and distant grip, in a foreign station, two people who love each other cherish each other, including love and parting.

The car slowly pulled out of the station, and the mountain waved its arms with the rolling wheels. The sincere smile catered to the window where the water left. The mountains and water waved their arms desperately in the autumn wind, and the wind held its breath. When we face each other, we are deeply worried about chasing after the car. .

The wheels are long, and that smile, like a ray of Changhong that spans time and space, builds a sunshine-like beauty in the heart of water, pours happiness and lives gently. The distance from which the whistle struggled, full of deep infatuation, sailed to the planned trajectory, and Jin Ju in the middle of the road saw Fang off. The flying dust rolled up a thick ink painting scroll, savoring the parting of the tide color at the bottom of the hidden valley, and two ruts were deeply imprinted on the speeding rear of the car, drawing eternity together in the rich autumn arms.

After running around the mountain for a few days, I successfully completed the task of this trip and went to the hospital for physical examination under the supervision of water. Once again, the mountain packed up and took a deep breath in a foreign land, because there was a residual heat of elegant water in the air, and the mountain once again faced the water and threw down that little smile. In an instant, the deep red in the sky and Xia Zi rubbed together, and the mountains and rivers competed to smear, and the red leaves were ashamed to spit, and the mountains and rivers told their feelings. Shake the northern spiritual practice, bow down and hold the morning dew to pay tribute to the guests coming from afar. Qiongye came out with the wind, and the mountain licked its last bite and turned away comfortably.

Perhaps the arrival of happiness violates the secular world, and life mercilessly deprives the guardian of happiness. A week after returning home, the mountain collapsed unexpectedly. A Taihang eagle with many dreams fell into the control of the disease and struggled to be swallowed up by the devil. On the third day of the emergency room, Shan sent a message to the anxiously waiting water, accompanied by a very negative sigh. Tears of water poured down, and I prayed for his mountain countless times all night, praying for God's mercy and giving vitality to the kind and upright mountain. Good people are safe all their lives! This sentence seems a bit funny. A man who lives cautiously, respects filial piety, is a model of loving his father and being kind to his family has been brutally destroyed. The dull pain of water, with the biting north wind and the crying in the long night, lingers in the deep alley in the middle of winter. Melancholy clouds wrapped in the purity of water, gloomy and depressed, accompanied by distant water, praying for the mountains day and night.

The impermanence of fate played a trick on a couple who were in love. Romance turned into smoke, and their safety became their only wish. As the saying goes, it never rains but it pours. Before the Spring Festival, Shui's husband worked in other places and went home sick, which was hit hard again. She was depressed by water and almost broke down. She was in a daze in the sky and wanted to cry without tears. The frightened eyes of the children and the silent hush of the husband pulled the water back from the melancholy situation, and the water changed its mentality. Perhaps love can ignite the flame of life, make the disease timid, and the sunshine will visit the dream of seclusion and Xiushui again. Water accompanied her husband to seek medical treatment everywhere, and her husband's condition was controlled, while the mountain was still on the verge of life and death. In order not to affect the mountain lover's caring mood, the water knocked on the keyboard, thinking of her, and hung on the wall of space with tears.

Looking at each other in time and space, the heart is calling, the stars are floating in the dust, and the prayers of water to the mountains are piled up in the clouds. However, the mountain from overwork was dragged to the gate of hell again and again, and the mountain that turned back was exhausted to the extreme. He could no longer bring water to be happy, so Shan chose to let go.

The water that can't sleep at night, tears often wet the pillow towel, and that kind of pain and suffering has no home in wandering. Praying for the mountain is the only reward she can do, the dribs and drabs she has encountered, the treasure book of her life and the manuscript she wrote wholeheartedly. Water undertook their agreement and continued to write their literary dreams and hardships in the literary palace. What calls him is the smile of the mountain, the light ink and the yearning for water, just like the smell of the mountain. She wants to take away his mountain, his mentor, his big brother and his lover.

The depression of the dry mountain has become an understated material in the bleak winter, and it is fixed on the other side of memory. Water and tears call and flow around the mountain, maintaining the exhaustion of the mountain with moisture. After listening to the soft language of water, the mountain gave back the green dragon in spring. Water kept company in China and cast a picture of Wan Li. Landscape love is a description of the fragrance of the four seasons, the enchanting peach in spring, the ornaments that wrap the mountain with water, the cool shade in summer, the umbrella that holds up water, the fruit in autumn, the red plum that cares about the return of water, the love that reflects snow in winter, and the wonderful flower of adversity begin to bloom, which soothes the silence of water.

The mountains are rustling, the water is running, and it is persistent, from ancient times to the present. Mountain and water leave their own tracks, set off each other's wonderful, and stay together forever.