The car drove out of Chifeng city, and the golden poplars on both sides of the road were tall and eye-catching, with tall and graceful branches, orange and yellow. Against the bright blue sky, they are particularly cheerful and bright, so you can't help but pay attention to them frequently. You can't help but think of Praise of Poplar and farmers in the north, and your eyes are on sunflowers in Huang Cancan. ...
"Here we are, Beishan, that's the maple leaf you want to see." Ming brought me back to reality from meditation. Her and I cried with excitement. Maple trees all over the mountains are in full swing, that kind of enthusiasm without pretense, free and easy without any embellishment, detached from the worldly prosperity, shocking my heart. We rushed out of the car, got into the maple forest, enjoyed the maple leaves and carefully picked some branches. I intend to bring this maple leaf back to southern Sichuan in my heart, to my sincere friends who love nature, and to my sincere heart. A friend once said that there are maple leaves in Xiangshan and Chifeng, so it is good to visit Chifeng. Sure enough, I gave up the idea of going to Xiangshan via Beijing. At this time, there is no regret. I always think there are many differences between Xiangshan and Chifeng, right? !
"Zhuo, why don't you go and see the martyrs cemetery?" "Where? Where is it? " "On the top of the mountain!" I looked up, and sure enough, at the top of the mountain surrounded by maple trees, the towering martyrs monument stood tall, and my blood was boiling and my thoughts were myriad. ...
Maple leaves are like blood, and blood is like the morning sun.