Looking for scenery, going to Qingshan, people grow old with Qingshan, where is the scenery good?

Young people are like mountains and rivers. Love is lush at the foot of the mountain, and love is full of spring. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. Teenagers look for scenery and look for it. I can't read the story behind the shade, and I can't guess the entanglements under the long embankment. One side of the scene, one side of the situation. When a teenager is not deeply involved in the world, he feels that what can be called a landscape in this world is something that can be painted. Or Xiushui, or dangerous peaks, or strange stones, or strange grass-this is a different scene. Or light clouds, or fallen leaves, or ponds, or miscellaneous flowers-this is the scene of Datong. When I was young, I was always exploring the vast world with my little heart. From time to time, I feel sad for the fallen leaves, and occasionally I am surprised for the buds. Influenced by external things, I am emotional simply for the sake of scenery. This is a kind of emotion and a kind of calm. The teenager stood alone and looked up at the beautiful scenery. Scenery is scenery, and people are people. The scenery is not made by people, and people are different from the scenery.

Middle-aged people are like mountainsides. Don't say weather-beaten, also calculate after the world. At this time, you can say, "I look at things and everything is my color." Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. Looking for scenery and love in middle age. I have witnessed some joys and sorrows, and I have also experienced several human gatherings. One side of love, one side of the scene. Wherever you go, you can have a big fight between pitching and pitching. I think Qingshan is more charming, and I expect Qingshan to think so-this is the joy of middle age, as mellow as wine, slightly drunk but not puffed up. Who has nothing to plant plantains, there is a rustling early and a rustling late-this is the melancholy of middle-aged people, like a pool of spring water wrinkled by the wind. This scene may not be in the picture, but it can be in my heart. When he is sad, he can't see the sun, because all his glory is covered by the sadness of the coming night. When you are happy, the dark clouds all over the sky also indicate that the clear sky in Wan Li is coming. Middle-aged people rely on the railing alone, feeling lonely, counting the scenery, the scenery is affectionate, the scenery is affectionate, the situation changes, and the scenery is born at the same time.

Climb to the top of the mountain the year after tomorrow and experience the cold of the world. I have seen the flowers at the foot of the mountain and heard the cold rain on the mountainside. When I reached the top of the mountain, only the birds flew high and the lonely clouds went alone. Perhaps only in this way can we achieve "never tire of looking at each other and only respect Tingshan". Looking for scenery and heart in my later years. As long as a pot of muddy wine, a Shan Ye, you can love, just like visiting a long-lost friend. An opinion, a heart. Only after years of washing can this be the case. Seeing the scenery is the scenery, but not the scenery. Drink with the mountains and sing with the clouds, and the scenery in your eyes becomes another self, and you can come and go freely and at your fingertips. As long as you are moved, there are scenery everywhere, and you will never be lonely. Even if you look at the spring scenery in the world, you can find the difference of each leaf. In the twilight, I raised my glass and asked about the bright moon. I looked back and thought about the scenery, not the scenery, but the scenery came from my heart and my heart was moving.

Above the castle peak, the scenery is always new, the heart of the castle peak is not old, and the scenery is unique.