Thanksgiving life, good health, 600 words.

When the sun crosses the West Sea, it faces the east, leaving its last salute. Thoughts pass through my heart, like a flock of wild ducks flying across the sky, and I hear their flapping wings.

After a hard day's work, my body got a moment's peace at this moment, and my mind was gently calmed by words, just like the dusk in the silent forest.

We sweat profusely on the playground during the day, but stay awake in the dark, which is the last insistence of the human soul. The morning sky is clear and cloudless, and the clouds are getting more and more tired because they absorb the dew at night. At ordinary times, every nerve of us seems to be wound up, and the instructor patiently explains the drill repeatedly, regardless of his sweating; Counselors and teachers cheer for us and boost our morale. Everyone's morale is high, and the students are enthusiastic and diligent. Everything is full of energy and passion.

I thank God for meeting you at the most beautiful moment. Giving me more love will keep us alive. I once saw Tagore's words: "We love this world, and we live in this world." Yes, in this heavy makeup freehand brushwork life, we only have precious family life, so that every day's life is dull and full, in order to complete everything, and finally tell ourselves that I once had a brilliant life and no regrets. That's enough.