There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain, and never climb to its peak. Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls. On the knife-shaped hill, there are wisps of milky white fog, and a slender line is faintly visible in the fog. This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall. The rain changed the atmosphere of the park. In the sea of clouds in the northwest, there are distant mountains like ink paintings, which are quite praised as "borrowing scenery" in garden architecture.

Love is a sunshine in winter, which makes people who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world; Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people who are on the verge of despair have seen the hope of life; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term arid land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately.

Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back, as long as you face it bravely and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, and people will not feel confused.

Maturity is a bright but not dazzling brilliance, a mellow but not greasy voice, a calmness that does not need to look at others, an atmosphere that eventually no longer attracts the surrounding, a smile that ignores the hustle and bustle, an extreme indifference that washes away, a thickness that does not need to be told, and a height that is not steep.

When you are immersed in warm wind, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, fertile fields, you will be intoxicated; When you face the golden autumn season, you will be ecstatic. Have you ever thought that abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but the beautiful scenery in autumn is the crystallization after melting in hot summer? …………

Life is like a mountain. What matters is not its height but its beauty. Life is like a rain, what matters is not its size, but its timeliness.

Life is like a book, with many wonderful details and few boring words. Life is like a song, with more high-spirited melodies and less sad notes; Life is like a painting, with more bright colors and less gloomy tones.

Life is beautiful and short. Some people are lonely, some people are colorful, and different people have different life pursuits; Life is a one-way street with no return journey, and everyone uses all his time to move forward.

The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, which looks so quiet and solemn. On the green lawn and the white cement road, the footsteps are so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and full of thoughts.

Life is to face the reality with a smile and look forward to the future over obstacles; Life is to cut green branches on the road of life with scissors of the mind; In the face of confusion or darkness, life is like a bright and smiling lantern, illuminating the depths of the soul.

The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... people often become stronger after the test of big winds and waves.

Life is a winding path in the mountains, bumpy, with cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Stop pretending! This is honesty, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but you can be careful. The mountains are full of flowers and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is honesty, not pride, because smiling does not affect the road, but can increase self-confidence.

Life is a wise elder, and life is a learned teacher. It often turns the spring breeze into rain, silently moistens everything, points out the maze for us and inspires us in life.

The beauty of life is always displayed in her progress; Just like the beauty of a big tree, it is displayed in its vigorous vitality. The beauty like an eagle is manifested in its soaring like the soul of heaven; Just like the beauty of a river, it is displayed in its turbulent rapids.

If you want to harvest the fruit in the autumn, then in the early spring when the chill invades people, you should roll up your trouser legs and make unremitting efforts to open up wasteland, sow and cultivate until the day of harvest.