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The May breeze, with the fragrance of roadside Sophora japonica, gently blows the cheeks and temples of passers-by, blows people's hearts and gently soothes them, just like the hands of a loving mother.

In the middle of the night after autumn, the moon goes down, and the sun has not yet come out, leaving only a blue sky; Everything fell asleep except for the night tour.

The lake is covered with a layer of mist like blue smoke. From a distance, only gray mountain shadows can be vaguely recognized.

The setting sun is gradually setting, and the mirror-like sea is particularly charming under the light of the setting sun.

If nature is a painting, then no matter how good the pen and ink can describe its beauty everywhere.

Walking on the country road, there are shepherd's footprints, breathing fresh air in the field, watching the tidbits flying, going to the country, looking at the scattered houses, smelling the fragrance of the soil, listening to the frogs and the gurgling water in the country.

In the picturesque nature, you will melt your body and mind into it and listen to the sounds of nature with your heart. This is a beautiful echo, a beautiful melody.

In the world, what can inspire me forever is the attitude of the sun, the moon and the stars, and the beauty of mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.