In order to relieve the long vacation, my father arranged an outing for my mother and me. It was a boring trip, but it became vivid because of the trivial fragments around us ... through the quiet Woods, the mountain streams along the way sang euphemistic songs, floated gently in the mountain wind, smelled the smell of flowers and plants, and gently lingered in our ears. Birds in the Woods, insects in the grass, and small animals hidden behind the line of sight are all singing the melody of spring happily for their beautiful homes. The car circled on the winding mountain road. At the corner, I accidentally met a quiet mountain village. The stream gurgles through every field, bringing people the breath of spring ... Holding an elegant parasol, my parents and I strolled along the mountain path. "Look, Zhu Mo!" A loud cry broke the silence on the field, "Zhu Mo? Dad, what is ink bamboo? " After explanation, I understand that the so-called black bamboo is a kind of bamboo with branches as black as ink. This is a rare plant. "How can there be ink bamboo? Bamboo branches die when they are black. Dad, are you sure you are not mistaken? " I looked at my father suspiciously. In order to prove my innocence, my father suggested that I go down and have a look. "Dad, where is Zhu Mo?" "There it is." Dad pointed, and when I saw it, it turned out to be a pile of sparse bamboo behind several palm trees. Is there really ink bamboo in it? When I went down, I was surprised from ear to ear. Oh, my God, there is really ink bamboo-there are three branches in the bamboo bush as black as ink, but they have strange green leaves, which are very conspicuous and unique. I can't help thinking of Xie Li Zhong Bin Zhu Mo written by Dai Biaoyuan, a poet in the Song Dynasty: "If you don't see the end of your pen, you will find a piece of paper in an instant. Frost and snow are dry and hard, and it is cold in the mountains. How did you get this book? Huzhou is too thick and too soft. When the wind meets the moon, the beautiful scenery is far from what people want. People learn painting first. This gentleman has a strong personality and a bright future. There are birds singing in the deep forest, and the sky is high and no one is quiet. I have seen this situation all my life, and I have to draw it more than twice every time. From now on, I will wash my eyes at the foot of the mountain and read more human books. "
Walking through the quiet mountain village, I came across a quiet farm, and the wind blew from the forest, bringing pleasant coolness. Looking at the lake, several tall trees formed a quiet little bamboo pavilion, with a long square table on it and six chairs around it. A milky hammock was tied between the two trees, leaning against the railing to look at the lake. The breeze blew shallow ripples and the sun shone brightly. Careful observation shows that the lush chestnut trees hold up a corner of the bamboo building in a curved posture. Long and narrow leaves and flowers are swaying in the wind, singing the beauty of April on earth. Unknown flowers are blooming on the roadside grass, clusters, clusters, white, yellow ... The sunshine is filled with faint grass fragrance. I lie comfortably in a hammock, enjoying the peace here with my eyes closed. My mother suddenly had a sexual desire and climbed a chestnut tree on the side of the road. When I saw it, I was so anxious that I shouted under the tree, "Mom, come down quickly, or I won't swim if you throw it into the lake ..." Under my persuasion, my mother came down from the tree and "occupied" my hammock and shared it with me. The hammock will break because of our weight. My mother repeatedly promised, "Daughter, the hanging net can bear the weight of an American. Our weight adds up to the weight of one of them, and the hammock will not break." When the thread was broken, we all fell on the small bamboo building, but it didn't hurt anyway ... ""But ... "The voice did not fall, only heard a bang. Before I came to my senses, my mother and I had already slammed on the floor of the small bamboo building. A few seconds later, a burst of laughter broke the silence of the forest. In fact, there are many things in life that we haven't noticed, such as the time when a flower blooms, the traces of fallen leaves, the fragments of birds flying in an instant, the beautiful scenery after the rain, a smiling face and so on. All these are full of the mysterious beauty of nature. If we can't find beauty in life, then slow down and look for it with a sad heart …
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