The swamp, once you step in, can't be pulled out and stuck in this swamp pool.
Swamp, mud, desolation and potholes, just like some people's hearts, once trapped, they can't get out.
On the swamp, the green grass sticks out, and the petite body is bathed in the warm spring breeze. Flowers from all over the mountains decorate the riverbank so beautifully, and colorful flowers exude a fragrant atmosphere. On the grass of the river bank, the green flowers are blooming and competing for beauty. Pear flowers are as white as snow, and Chinese rose flowers are as red as chardonnay. Sunflowers are as yellow as gold.
In the morning, the vast fog hangs over the world, just like a fairy's veil, and the distant green hills vaguely exude the breath of spring. On that swamp, the grass was covered with precious stones (dew) and gauze (fog), which was crowded and gave off unparalleled fragrance.
In the swamp, it is thousands of miles away, not endless. There are mountains on all sides, the ground is green and the mountains are green. The lines of those hills are so soft, just like boneless paintings, only rendered in green, not outlined with a pen. So, green is flowing everywhere, gently flowing into the clouds.
There is no way out, and the future is a swamp, which makes people sink deeper and deeper.
This swamp seems endless, and even at dawn, it may not be possible to go out.
This is a swamp, it's really hard to move!
He lurks in the mangrove swamp near the Kenyan border to help train new recruits.
Many Arabs in the swamp have been living in fragile homes floating in this rare water for thousands of years. Now, due to the disappearance of their habitats, they are forced to leave their homes.
He was only five years old when he disappeared, playing by the river in the mangrove swamp.
The lakeside swamp of Bosten Lake in Xinjiang is the largest swamp in the arid area of China.
From farmers' houses and huts in the swamp, teams of young people rushed to each assembly point with weapons.
It used to be a swamp where dinosaurs lived, but today this dry red land is mainly inhabited by tenacious Merino sheep.
With a gray beard, he looked at the lush grass and water at his feet in the swamp and grinned and said, "I guess you've never stood on a nickel mine worth $8 billion."
That's how you keep growing. Although you don't have the heroic spirit of a pine tree, the graceful weeping willow, the gorgeous peaches and plums, and the fragrance of the garden, you are full of the vitality of nature, and you have been deeply rooted in my heart!