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Driving by the water's edge, watching the shining golden light splashed by the sunset on the water, the evening wind blew and the spring shirt was too thin. This kind of life, how suitable after illness!

Here, go a little further and you will see the water. The road is slippery with twists and turns. Heavy shade, suddenly hidden in it from time to time. My favorite is Spotpind. It's really wronged to call her Chi. She is bigger than a small lake! There are three or four birds in the middle of the water, and young trees grow randomly on them. The pool is surrounded by jungle, full of green. Every day after dinner, I go out for a walk. On the local train, I saw the beautiful grass in the lake! -It's really "many beauties by the water". Looking at a group of people holding hands in twos and threes. Boys all roll up their sleeves. The girls wore brightly colored summer clothes, with short hair fluttering, and soft laughter came from the water and the evening breeze. Very romantic and chic. I remember what Zeng Xi said to Confucius. After "Late Spring" and before "Dancing in the Bath Wind", the phrase "Spring clothes are finished" was added, so there was an infinite flying posture. This is really an eternal proverb!

Besides, Mystery Lake, Spypond and hornpond are all beautiful places. Maybe the beauty of the lake is bright. The breeze on the water, wrinkled microwaves, sandy grasslands, green forests, smooth roads and winding white withered leaves are natural places to enjoy the cool at dusk. The sunset on the lake is a wonderful picture.

Going home at night, two strings of light stars on the long bridge slowly move back and forth, each with a cool feeling. If the moon is in the sky, it goes without saying that the scenery is particularly pleasant!

I went to RevereBeach the other day, and the people on the beach were like ants. Sitting or standing, or paddling, everyone is wearing a bathing suit. The amusement parks in Liangsanli along the coast are very noisy. The children are all on the iron horse and iron car, there are also cars spinning in the air, and there are also small airships, which are colorful. When organs move, they all rush into the sky. I think those children are very happy and proud!

Here has become a "sea of people", such as ant tourists, covered with spray. I think it's tasteless. We changed trains until Nahan left.

Gradually quieted down. Still in the Woods, I was greeted by the cold sea breeze. After three or four turns, the sea and rocks are in front of you! This is the true face of the sea. Wan Li's vast blue bottomless Hong Tao, strong sea breeze and bitter smell. When I smell salty seafood, I often recall the scene of picking pebbles and shells when I was a child and marvel at the greatness of the sea. I realized that the sea is the sea because I care about the irresistible cold when I hold my shoulders and face the sea breeze that makes people want to break their stomachs!

Between the rocky sea rocks, under the shade of trees in the crevices, I looked at Egg Rock and saw the white lighthouse above. It was very quiet at this time, only a few exquisite summer houses stood quietly on the broken rocks. The tragic sea breeze, through the jungle, seems to be playing the song of "riding the wind and breaking the waves". Sit still and think about the sea. I am Europe where the dragon heads meet, and my quiet hometown is farther away than this illusory sea and sky! There are no beautiful lakes in my hometown, no sea in Wang Yang, no lush forests in my hometown, and nothing grows in my hometown. Beijing is just dusty streets, muddy alleys, gray walls and sweaty rickshaws. My hometown, my Beijing is nothing!

Children, I am not a happy person. Although this is a paradise on earth, I am still a "guest". I wrote a letter to my mother, which said:

Beijing seems to have nothing! Beijing may have nothing, but it has my love. With my love, I have everything! In the gray city walls, all my favorite people live. Flying dust, when can I smell the fragrance of my hometown again

Ibsen once said, "People at sea often feel like a wave." At that moment, my thoughts sitting on the rock were twice as big as those of Haibo Yujia. The evening star on the sea came out, and the sea breeze seemed to urge me to go home. I was very disappointed on my way home. I just bought a basket of clams that have just been picked from the sea. When I asked the price with the barefoot kid holding a basket by the car, he smiled at me with a red face. Does he know that I am silently blessing him and wishing him to enjoy his life of collecting shells at sea!

I'm in a hurry again. I'm going to New Hampshire in a day or two. It seems that I'm in a storm, and I won't know the outline until then.

Grass comes first in the evening breeze, and it is quiet in summer. I hope you can write more!