From a distance, the wheat seedlings look neat, just like a furry green carpet flattened by a Sichuan cutting machine.
3. Large tracts of wheat fields glow with green waves in the breeze, and dense fine white flowers bloom in the endless green ocean. The ears of wheat held their heads high, entangled in the sunshine with white flowers with faint wheat fragrance, and visited the golden color in the cuckoo song brought by the sharp wheat awn.
4. White clouds are fluttering in the distance, and everything around is quiet, only the wind is whispering, only the leaves are whispering, only the white clouds are floating leisurely, and only heaven and earth, me and nature are integrated.
On my way home, I saw the wheat in the farmland on both sides of the road turn golden yellow.
6. Wandering in the country road, looking at the golden wheat fields in the crops and the green fruit forests in the fields, those blue fruits have youthful sunshine and charm in this season.
7. the wheat does not fall, and the cotton-padded jacket does not fall. After harvesting wheat, I was still shivering with cold in June.
8. Some Mai Miao dolls stick their heads out of the quilt and look around like an urchin with a probe. They looked curiously at the world made of powder and jade.
9. It's raining, stop it! We must harvest the wheat tomorrow.
10. In the autumn fields, golden wheat is like countless topaz, showing its great achievements in the autumn wind.
1 1. In spring, the endless wheat fields are green, refreshing, vivid, smiling, breezy and fragrant ... In the wheat fields, the ears of wheat are full and golden.
12. It turned out to be the season of harvesting wheat ~ It turned out that the air was biting after five o'clock in the morning ~
13. The morning sunshine passes through the golden wheat fields, and the scarecrow lazily opens his sleepy eyes, and the most beautiful scenery is instantly fixed in the mature season.
14. As soon as the "Tututu" harvester rang, rows of wheat fields fell.
15. Our place! I remember when I was a child, I built houses, plowed fields and harvested wheat. These folk artists told me that we are all children of the land and should all be grounded. This grandmother is very similar to my old wet nurse. Learn two new words: wheat harvests autumn seeds, and shake hands to talk about price. Life is meaningless, but living is the greatest meaning.
16. Today is very comfortable and a good day to harvest wheat.
17. In this cold, wheat still thrives under this frozen snow cover, with green and yellow, full of vitality and prosperity.
18. The wheat field is romantic and simple, and the wheat fragrance in the distance has quietly sunk into the depths of the soul and gently floated down.
19. In the sea, when harvesting wheat, he came to help. I said no, I can take my time. However, he said it was necessary to help the woman do such a job. I felt a little sour in my heart, so I was embarrassed and declined politely, because I seldom do such heavy work at ordinary times, but he has to work hard day after day, but he is so compassionate.
The sentence of harvesting wheat has a local flavor (2) 1. The most famous farm in our school is Happy Farm. In autumn, many crops on Happy Farm are ripe. Wheat is golden and golden, like a golden carpet, shining with golden light, which is very dazzling.
2. White and gentle snow has now become hard, indestructible and inviolable; It closed the world, it covered the space, it divided the village in this boundless wilderness, it closed the glacier, it covered the crops.
3. Collect wheat and garlic. I haven't eaten yet. I have to go back to prepare for the exam when I am tired.
4. When I arrived in the suburbs, I saw a large golden wheat field in the distance, which looked like Ma Pingchuan, making people feel extremely broad.
Everyone in the family works hard. Just after a few drops of rain fell at two o'clock in the middle of the night, my uncle's family got up to collect wheat. My parents and I got up to help when we heard the noise. At five or six o'clock in the morning, everyone gets up early to go to wheat, and the working people are the most respectable.
6. Mature wheat has a heavy waist and rubs against each other, making a long-winded sound.
7. At noon on the day of weeding, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows Chinese food is hard? It is also a season of wheat harvest, and it is also a season of hard harvest for farmers' uncles. A middle-aged man, who supports the backbone of a family, works hard and should have a rest. Your daughter will share it with you when she grows up.
8. The breeze is blowing, and the wheat seedlings are shaking gently, as if full of energy, ready to escape with all their strength.
9. That green wheat field fascinates me and intoxicates me! The feeling of "harmony between man and nature" floated to the boundless distance with the dandelion blooming instantly ... The extension of the green belt is the wheat field, the breeze blows, the wheat waves roll, and the golden wheat ears are heavily held in the hands.
10. I like the faint smell of wheat since I was a child, just like the steamed bread that just came out of the cage, which makes people intoxicated and imaginative.
1 1. The autumn wind is rustling, the wheat and rice in the field are ripe, and the farmer's uncle's face is filled with the joy of harvest.
12. Autumn is golden! In the harvest season, the wheat in the wheat field is ripe and bent heavily, as if it were too shy to lift its head. A gust of wind blew, and the wheat waves rolled and became a golden ocean.
13. When winter goes and spring comes, the willows turn green, and the warm spring breeze turns the endless wheat fields green and wrinkles the quietly flowing river.
14. From a distance, the wheat seedlings grow densely and neatly, like a furry green carpet leveled by a Sichuan knife.
15. It's just that these wheat awns make our eyes ache, as if we can't bear to stare at the hard work and sweat of farmers. They want to sting our hearts and make us cry.
16. Pieces of wheat awns point to the sky, like a knight holding a sword and praying for heaven.
17. Many people praise your big eyes. Mom gave you a screenshot. Ha ha laugh ... I smelled the smell of wheat straw through the window, which was particularly fragrant. It's time to harvest wheat again. I miss my childhood. ...
18. This year's Dragon Boat Festival caught up with the wheat harvest, and I remembered the scene of doing farm work at home when I was a child. At that time, I had to get up at four o'clock in the morning to cut wheat in the field. Lumbar pain. It's still a little timid to think about it now. At that time, it was very comfortable to cut into the field and lie on the straw. I still remember adults saying that my child has a waist. How can it hurt? Hehe, I guess this is a way for many parents to cheat their children.
19. The wheat from Huang Cancan seems to be reporting good news of maturity to us. Wheat grains are embedded in the ears of wheat like small water drops, and there are long awns on the ears of wheat. If you rub an ear of wheat in your hand and chew it in your mouth, your mouth will be full of fragrance!
20. Harvest wheat, carrots, cotton, sugar cane, milk, eggs and biscuits. ...
When the wheat is ripe, use the harvester to collect the Tik Tok of the wheat and talk about collecting 80 pieces.
When the wheat is ripe, Tik Tok, who was harvested by the harvester, talked about an article-1. Li hai When harvesting wheat, he came to help. I said no, I can take my time. But he said that letting a woman do such a job is not gratitude, but a little sour and unbearable, so he politely declined, because he rarely does such heavy work, but he has to do it day after day.
In the forest, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blows the river, and the river is suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
3.—— Thinking in Nanting in midsummer, Meng Haoran in Tang Dynasty.
4. The wheat seedlings at jointing stage, like a green carpet, are thickly spread in the field.
Wheat seedlings grow inch by inch, and a pair of skillful hands of the earth weave them into green carpets with the lines of time, covering the empty plains and decorating the villages with gloomy trees.
6. I want to eat noodles at the gate of the community for breakfast, and the shopkeeper went home to collect wheat. Recite a poem: Tian family is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May. In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun. I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer.
7. In summer, there is enough air to smell the ripe aroma of wheat. Walking in the field, the ears of wheat bend down to meet you. Hey! What is screaming? It turned out to be a cricket, and he was busy, too. In the distance, several harvesters are beeping, sitting in the wheat field, with a straw in their mouth and a woven straw hat lying inside, being baptized and purified by nature.
8. In March, at the beginning of mid-spring, the twittering birds hid in the lush trees and grass, as if they were playing hide-and-seek with someone.
9. I can stand on the first lap and be the third from the bottom.
10. Buy some seasonal fruits in autumn, cook a pot of fruit porridge at home, let your tongue taste the taste of autumn and let your body feel the warmth of autumn.
1 1. You came quietly and walked into the field. The wheat fragrance is floating, and the mu of crops looks like a thousand waves rolling from a distance; A closer look shows that wheat is bent with laughter, sorghum is flushed, corn is blooming with joy, and people in the field are very busy. "Sing a song about harvesting, harvest wheat, sorghum, corn and soybeans, and send them to the country after harvesting." Melodious songs tell the joy of farmers' autumn harvest.
12. I like all seasons, but I prefer summer. Although not as colorful as spring, flowers are in full bloom; Unlike autumn, it is windy and fruitful; Unlike winter, the trees are lush and the makeup is jade. But it has its own special beauty-vibrant and green rice fields.
13. Wheat ripens in autumn and looks golden yellow.
14. Autumn is more colorful than summer. Although the summer with dense leaves is charming, the autumn colors with golden leaves and lush trees are even more refreshing.
15. The children all took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes. Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming!
16. When the autumn wind blows across the fields, the rice turns yellow and golden yellow, and people bend over with laughter. Only in this way can people feel the sweetness of labor and the joy of harvest. The smiles on the faces of the farmers in the fields are all tanned by the sun. I don't know how much sweat they have. Now that a bumper harvest is in sight, can it not make people happy?
17. Many people praise your big eyes. Mom gave you a screenshot. Ha ha laugh ... I smelled the smell of wheat straw through the window, which was particularly fragrant. It's time to harvest wheat again. I miss my childhood. ...
18. Autumn is the harvest season for farmers. It makes the farmer's uncle sweat when he works and smile when he harvests.
19. Spring is the season when everything recovers, and it is also the season when birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. There are vibrant scenes everywhere. It's really cool
20. The wheat field is romantic and simple. In the distance, the wheat fragrance has quietly sunk into the depths of the soul and gently floated down.
When the wheat is ripe, Tik Tok, who harvests the wheat with a harvester, talks about the second part, 2 1. With the shot of the referee, the athletes jumped out of the starting line and rushed forward like arrows.
22. In the wheat fields in the distance, golden wheat is connected together like a golden ocean. When the breeze blows, the wheat shakes like waves and beats each other. In this ocean, those harvesters became fishing boats, and they passed slowly, leaving straw all over the road as the aftermath of the fishing boat.
23. Wheat does not fall, and cotton-padded jacket does not fall. After harvesting wheat, I was still shivering with cold in June.
24. Autumn rain is falling underground, which is the tune she is playing. She plays yellow rice fields and fragrant bananas, which are golden everywhere, symbolizing the autumn colors of maturity and harvest. Ah! Autumn rain, I hope you can play more rhythms and new songs!
25. The golden wheat is thanking the farmers. The red sorghum is bent down with laughter, and the apples on the tree are red with laughter. The farmers are happy from ear to ear. In the fields, orchards and gardens, leaves danced in the wind, some drifted away with the wind, and some returned to the embrace of the mother tree.
26. In the endless fields, the wheat seedlings are green, like a green ocean.
She took the baton and ran forward like a runaway wild horse.
28. Miss Qiu came, and she brought us a golden season and a harvest season. The cicadas that screamed all summer were driven away by Miss Qiu. Hard-working farmers worked tirelessly in the golden rice fields. The apple trees in the apple orchard bear big and round fruits, which bend the fruit trees.
29. Why do I like people who want to grow up by hurting me and finally love other children with maturity and stability?
30. Standing quietly in a few golden wheat fields, blowing a little warm wind, I looked at the layers of wheat waves and closed my eyes, as if I heard a call from the earth and smelled a little joy of harvest.
3 1. a song of spring soul, with a beautiful heart, a long watch surging with the charm of March, and the dream is broken between clouds and running water. Sweet poetry is a kind of writing that looks for ancient storms, releases feelings and fills the heart with water in the realm of no self.
32. In autumn, the earth is beautifully dressed by Sister Qiu! Yellow grass is like a golden carpet. Ginkgo leaves are like handfuls of fans, saying goodbye to crickets. The fiery red maple leaves are like stamps, and the summer heat is sent by post. In autumn, the chrysanthemums that love to brag are colorful, but they are beautiful, some are red, some are golden, and some are light green ... Apple brothers are vying for people to choose! Brothers and sisters in Sydney put on rose perfume to make themselves fragrant and smell the fragrance from a distance. And the golden waves rolled up in the rice fields are beautiful! Sister papaya is playing hide-and-seek with people!
33. In the early spring, the cold wind awakened everything, the treetops were green, the earth was green, and even the towering balcony was green. Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty wrote a poem: "Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan." How well you speak! But is it more than "green"?
34. The sky is so blue and the ground is so yellow.
35. I like running, I like to experience the bumps in the running process, I like to sweat profusely when running, I like to breathe freely and quickly, I like to listen to the chirping birds in my ears, I like the unrestrained thoughts, I like the cool breeze in my ears, and I like the smoothness and joy when sprinting.
36. More new soil is filled and carrots begin to grow.
37. In the field, the sleeping wheat was kindly covered with a quilt and slept more soundly.
38. When winter goes and spring comes, the willows turn green, and the warm spring breeze turns the endless wheat fields green, making the quietly flowing river flush with sweet spring rain.
I really admire the magic of nature's magic pen.
40. Mature wheat is swaying in the wind, like golden waves!
When the wheat is ripe, Tik Tok, who harvests the wheat with a harvester, talks about Article 3: 4 1. Another year, Mai Huang. Large tracts of glittering wheat fields are covered with small and messy wheat flowers, and the wind in June is blowing, and the air is filled with fragrance.
42. I see spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They are tender and green. Fat little lobular children, like a fat doll who just woke up.
43. I ran for 30 miles with two boxes in my hand, feeling my legs weak and my arms numb.
44. Late summer is the most vigorous season for wheat growth. After fertilization, the wheat in one place grows fat and green, and a gust of wind blows like a lake of green water. Wheat turns from green to green, then from light green to dark green, and finally gradually turns yellow.
45. Rural areas are no exception. Sorghum hung down as if kissing the earth. In the wheat field, the ears of wheat are full and golden. When the wind blows, the wheat waves roll, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
46. The beautiful scenery in spring makes people love, and my blessings merge into the sea. I wish you good luck and happiness in spring!
47. Spring has come and young trees have sprouted. The leaves were bred in winter, and now they are finally sprouting. The willows are sprouting, green and covered with branches. When the wind blows, there seems to be an elegant girl dancing.
After running down 48.3000m, they gasped one by one, just like a locomotive that just arrived at the station, and exhaled clouds of white gas.
49. The extension of the green belt is wheat fields. The breeze blows, the wheat waves roll, and the golden ears of wheat are held in your hands.
50. The morning sunshine passed through the golden wheat field, and the scarecrow lazily opened his sleepy eyes. The most beautiful scenery is instantly fixed in the mature season, and the best wishes are sent out between the fingers. Good Monday morning.
5 1. Running is not just running out, but finding yourself.
52. Rye is full of ears, but the ears are still light. The pale green wheat waves undulate in the wind.
53. Pieces of wheat awns point to the sky, like a knight holding a sword and praying for heaven.
If you deal with barren land, you must waste your life.
55. The spring breeze touches the earth like a loving mother's hand, and the grass is danced by the spring breeze, which is very beautiful; Small animals are also very adaptable to the spring breeze; Farmers began to sow in the spring breeze and strive for a better harvest in the future.
56. Sweet spring rain is as light as spider silk, as thin as a needle, as long as a thread and as dense as a sieve.
57. I sat on the bench and looked at the green wheat fields and the flaming sunset glow on the horizon. Ji Xiaolan has a pair: a loyal minister and a dutiful son, and a pair of students who study and farm.
58. In the spring breeze, in this wheat field inlaid with green, we play and play. At this time, the world disappeared, leaving only beautiful wheat fields.
59. Let life run, hoping to run like Forrest Gump.
60. Long stride, steady speed, hollow fist and even breathing are all running skills. In addition, don't give up halfway, stick your tongue on the upper front teeth when breathing through your mouth, and so on. The teacher said a lot, but I really don't know what is really used in practice. At least, not all of them.
When the wheat is ripe, talk about article 4, 6 1, with the Tik Tok of harvesting the wheat with the harvester. When winter goes and spring comes, the willows spit green, and the warm spring breeze blows the endless wheat fields green and wrinkles the quietly flowing river. Sweet spring rain, as light as spider silk, as thin as a needle, as long as a thread and as dense as a sieve, flies to the earth.
62. "Three Poems of Wangping" Yang Wanli: Planting wheat fields along the An Yang River.
63. The thick orange stalks are covered with Penza's ears. They are cooked so happily and deeply, like a string of golden sweat and an endless golden ocean.
64. This year's Dragon Boat Festival caught up with the wheat harvest, and I remembered the scene of doing farm work at home when I was a child. At that time, I had to get up at four o'clock in the morning to cut wheat in the field. Lumbar pain. It's still a little timid to think about it now. At that time, it was very comfortable to cut into the field and lie on the straw. I still remember adults saying that my child has a waist. How can it hurt? Hehe, I guess this is a way for many parents to cheat their children.
65. The wheat around the village is gloomy, and the soft mulberry trees are full of strange fruits.
66. March is a beautiful day. Everything wakes up, flowers bloom, colorful, thriving, and everything can be expected.
67. The continuous drizzle in spring has gradually turned into a big shower, and the wind is as cool as early spring. Grass and leaves changed from green to dark green. All the flowers gather together to compete for beauty ... the simple beauty of spring has been covered by the luxury of summer, and I stopped wandering in the dream of spring.
68. In May, the wheat fields turned yellow one by one.
69. The most famous farm in our school is Happy Farm. In autumn, many crops on Happy Farm are ripe. Wheat is golden and golden, like a golden carpet, shining with golden light, which is very dazzling.
70. In the spring of March, the spring breeze slowly blew the mountains green, wrinkled the water and made thousands of trees green.
7 1. Three years ago, when I was an educated youth, wheat was planted everywhere in the fields. As soon as the harvest season comes, the earth is dyed yellow.
72. Autumn is a harvest season. The fields are full of harvest songs. A gust of wind blew, soybeans shook a loud bronze bell, sorghum raised a flaming torch, and wheat kept nodding. Farmers' uncles even smiled when they saw the achievements of that year.
73. The wheat in the field unconsciously changed from green to yellow, changing vilen's face. The wind blows with a slight warmth, and the cuckoo calls from time to time, telling us that "spring has passed" but the season of early summer and April.
74. We came to the field. Rice fields are like a golden ocean. Sorghum turned red, and corn showed golden and full teeth. Red maple leaves, like stamps, float around, bringing the coolness of autumn. Ginkgo leaves are like handfuls of small fans, fanning and fanning to drive away the summer heat. Only the leaves of buttonwood are flying in the air, like beautiful butterflies.
75. Walking on the wooden plank road, you can see Suaeda salsa as red as a flame extending infinitely along the coastline, and the oil well far from the red beach is a fascinating picture in the sunset. The red beach on one side and the golden rice fields on the other side reflect each other, making the picture more spectacular!
76. The golden wheat in the autumn field is heavy and attractive. Every moment is arranged in perfect order, like a golden carpet.
77. As the saying goes, "Three spring is less than one autumn, and wheat is less busy". En Hui, a two-year-old girl from Xidou Village, Dongping County, went to the field with her grandmother to watch her grandfather harvest wheat. A foot on the road was run over by a car, which was terrible. Due to the untimely rescue, the child was blue all over and his life and death were uncertain. Her parents work in Qingdao, and the left-behind children have been hurt repeatedly. What should I do? Who has a good idea?
78. beginning of spring means the revival of everything, the vitality of plants and flowers!
79. Weeding at noon, sweat dripped down the soil. Who knows that every grain of Chinese food is hard? It is also a season of wheat harvest, and it is also a season of hard harvest for farmers' uncles. A middle-aged man, who supports the backbone of a family, works hard and should have a rest. Your daughter will share it with you when she grows up.
80. The wheat field in autumn is a scene of bumper harvest. In the field, strings of ears of grain dance with the autumn wind. From a distance, the wheat waves rolled like a golden ocean.
Charming sentences
1, when I can't leave you, you have left me.
2. I suddenly yearn for a kind of comfort that doesn't care about anyone, that doesn't belong to others but belongs to myself.
3, I can't find the direction of love, how much I have left in your heart.
4, our love is too far away, maybe we are too tired to walk around each other.
The moment you left, I seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.
6. It's a pity that you didn't do what you want to do most.
7. In reality, we lie with our real names. On the Internet, we tell the truth under pseudonyms.
8. Everyone has such an unspeakable story in his heart.
9. What is irresistible is the beginning, and what is irresistible is the end.
10, if the heart has no fixed place, it will wander around.
1 1, I will be the most dazzling protagonist in your life, and no one can replace me.
12, losing everything is not terrible. I'm afraid we can't resist memories.
13, has just been seriously injured, and can no longer be taken seriously.
14, I can't forget the most beautiful past, like a blurred dream, staying in the wind.
15, miss, miss or miss, has become a habit.
16, fate is thinking that you have walked a big circle, but you are still in the same place.
17, I'm sorry, please don't come to see me again, because I'm not who I used to be.
18, people who don't love themselves, no matter how much love they get, can't fill the emptiness inside.
19, one person's wishful thinking cannot change the eternity of two people.
20. Love at first sight is a kind of fate. Remember when we meet again.
2 1, the so-called oath is just a joke.
22. It is better to be mad and moldy than crazy.
23. Always keep the person who loves you in mind, and then, let yourself live happily.
24. For people who love each other, each other's heart is the best house.
25, knowing that you will be forgotten, or trying to leave a trace.
26. Time won't make me forget you, but get used to not having you.
27. A city where you can stay must have your love there.
28. Non-mainstream happiness should be a subtle feeling in the depths of the soul and a person's true feeling.
29, don't always say sad, everyone has their own story.
30. To say that you have lost your courage is to wait for others to give you strength.
3 1. Don't give up what belongs to you. What has been lost is left as a memory.
If I have a secret that someone must know, I hope it's you.
33. How many wonderful stories would happen if we could really go back in time.
34. Life is like a road. It is necessary to walk out of the bustling scenery from the desolation.
An old saying full of charm
1. People often say that the past is like smoke, and it may repeat itself in a thousand years. In my dream, the West Lake dried up, but I still couldn't see through the chanting of Thousand Classics.
2. Sooner or later, the tung leaves in Qiu Chunhua disappeared without a trace. When do you dream?
3. Don't be surprised, look at the flowers in front of the court; I have no intention of staying or staying, looking at the clouds in the sky.
The dazzling display in the window is the fresh life of the lost years.
5. Green sleeves and bamboo holes, who can ask, Robbie skirt, what do you think today?
6. The missed years bloom in the desert in the north, but they are deserted in the spring and summer of reincarnation.
7. I didn't reply when I met in those years, and the years passed like a sigh.
8. Endless acacia, blood and tears, throwing red beans, endless spring flowers, full of paintings.
9. Fading is real, and blooming is just a passing sight.
10. Losing the wind and frost of these years and abandoning Liu Yangchun Fang are vaguely youthful frivolous.
1 1. How many dusk misty rain slanting eaves, open the poem, arouse a Jiangnan.
12. there is a saying in the Buddhist scriptures: if you are not heavy, you will not have a Shapo. Salabo, the world of mortals.
13. The beauty died for a few nights, and no one crossed the land.
14. How can flowers be sad? Who makes the world full of dance?
15. The yellow sky fell and the jade was killed. It was just a beautiful fault.
16. Several times, the water left and the clouds stayed, but I still remember those lingering flowers and bouquets.
17. Who can remember the past, who should, who robbed who became who's obsession when Roman blossomed?
18. It's hard to predict. After a hundred years, who can live and die together? Don't ask questions, and never call names useless.
19. You said that the Buddha has infinite love and is the existence of all beings. You forgot that you are not a Buddha.
20. The piano turns, the night leaves the soul, the flowers fall on the ground, reminisce, and wear a thin shirt.
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22. I have asked you to turn around several times, but I still only hope that the morning glow will gradually fall.
23. I broke the rope and I promise you the afterlife. Now that the glory has faded, it should be regarded as a kind of prosperity.
24. I stand at the top of the years, mourning the lost youth. You hear me sigh lightly, like a tear.
25. The sunset sings, the wind blows the maple leaves, and the colorless air penetrates the air and naturally penetrates the mist.
26. In the dark night, please take away my paranoid thoughts.
Fortunately, love is not everything. Fortunately, nothing is love.
28. When Xu Xu dreams back, he has to be lonely, everything is boundless, and his dream is desolate.
29. Burn a mirage with matches and let yourself escape from the heavy rain.
30. Give up the ideal city just for him, and go to the unknown life and death at dawn.
3 1. Even if the scenery is picturesque, there is no temporary prosperity.