The Pine
Tao of my hometown
Whenever I see the upright
, it will always evoke my memories of
- watching the pine sea
tao.
My hometown has beautiful mountains and beautiful scenery. I grew up
nestled in the embrace of the mountains. The mountains are not so lofty and steep, but they are majestic and magnificent. The
mountains are so lush and green. From the foot of the mountain to the mountainside is verdant
, from the mountainside to the top of the mountain is dark green
, far away from the view, is the bamboo
of the ocean.
When I was a child, every weekend
vacation, I would invite a few
to
in the firewood picking
pick up mushrooms.
Not only did it give us unlimited joy, but it also taught us to appreciate the
rhyme.
Entering the vast sea of pines, that spreads
thick
, such as the golden
, or line or stand or sit or lie down will make people feel so soft and comfortable. Thick and thin, high and low staggered
stretching the luxuriant branches and leaves, in
hold up a wide
in the
. The fresh, moist air of the forest was fragrant and pleasantly soaked in
. The forest was serene and vibrant: the dense foliage sheltered the sky from the sun, as if cut off from the world,
so that even the sound of one's own breathing and the sound of one's footsteps on the softness of the
was clear to the ear. And the whimpering of the overhead
, the weaving in and out of the forest
, the stumps falling from the branches, and the falling
on the branches often breaks this tranquility. Looking around, everywhere you can see three or two scattered on the
and various colors of mushrooms like propped up
; spread the thick pine leaves on the forest floor, but also see a lot of people crowded with
upward
is very organized and busy with their careers; on the carcass of the pine was released
man" shoveled out of the pine, but also to the end, the pine is not a good place to go. p>man" shoveled out of the grooves, oozing a creamy yellow color
, unselfishly donating wealth to mankind. You just need to walk in the forest or take a nap, you will be the pine forest in the quiet and calm breath and
, forget the hustle and bustle of life; will be the pine forest in the
breath and comfort like a tide, forget all the business,
up to the view of the broad
, the winding mountains as far as the eye can see.
On a few large and straight
Prime sky, grow like a long arm of the branches stretching into the distance, as if in the care of the mountains of the children and grandchildren. I like to concentrate on all this in front of me. Mountain wind blowing, the mountains near and far green wave overturned, verdant flood waves. Convergence
, listen carefully, "sand ~ sand ~ sand", "clatter ~ clatter ~ clatter" ...... ah! This is the pine waves. Pine waves from
in harmony with the sound of four, pine waves with the size of the wind changes and
. It is sometimes like a piano ensemble, leisurely
, sometimes like
,
, sometimes like
rushing,
, sometimes like
rolling, peaks and valleys swept, sometimes like
,
, sometimes like a trickling stream, tinkling song... ....
The soughing pine waves sound far-reaching
, as a huge
playing the mountains, running water,
the magnificence of
, never tire of hearing. Pine waves, it makes people feel a hundred feelings, ten thousand feelings; pine waves, it encourages life, urging people to move forward.
Listening to this
, gazing at the mountains and the sea of pine, I forgot to pick up firewood and pine leaves to pick mushrooms to pick up flower-like
work; forgot
in front of me shuttle let it
; forgot
passed by the let
; forgot
let it be
. I am addicted to it, and nature as one, especially as a strong and sturdy
and the Songhai confide in each other; I feel which, praise
the evergreen and perseverance, praise the true meaning of life and firm life.
"The wind stopped
Don stop, the mountains are dead silent Wan Lai sound, drunkenly
to wait for the waves, heart
flower intention is particularly new. Today, I'm lucky to hear that the Lugao waves, ears and brain **** net boldness Sen. The body through
difficult for the wave, climbed through the buds is not cloud" (today's
the buds to listen to the waves of thirty rhymes). That is the real portrayal of the pine waves often listen to the new hear enough.