Chapter 83: Waiting

The sad and depressed heart needs comfort, and the tired psychology needs to be vented. Watery years and rioting years need to find a sustenance to relieve, relax and moisten the increasingly dry and anxious mind.

People who once fell in love with mountains and rivers chose to indulge in nature: climbing mountains and rivers, hoping to practice or return to an open-minded and unrestrained feeling.

Once again, I linger in the arms of nature.

Perhaps, I have an agreement with the desert this late autumn. Pounce into the embrace of the desert, just like coming to the heaven of the soul. Is this my original intention of the Kumtag Desert?

Finally, I can enter the desert of Tianyu City. First of all, I strongly felt the roar and wildness when the desert was raging. Life has become extremely small and fragile here: the former rain country and dreaming of Anli country have disappeared, and the glorious ancient country has also disappeared. The ancient road of the ancient God of War can only be circled here. Pass by. There is no sign of life, everything is annihilated in the sandstorm and flowing sand, and solidified into an undulating and extremely desolate land.

History has its own misfortune and decline, and nature also has its cruelty and sadness. However, in the helplessness and confusion of thousands of years, Shanshan people rely on the ancient, simple and strong cultural accumulation, with their unique soul and charm, release uncontrollable huge energy and inner tenacious vitality, showing the inevitable spiritual outlook in the process of human history and creating the glory of life that attracts the attention of the world. Social prosperity.

Now, I stand on the commanding heights in the desert of Tianyu City, looking at Tianyu City on the edge of the desert: at my feet is a harsh desert, and not far away is a vibrant oasis and high-rise buildings. The two contrast each other, showing a desolate and heroic color.

However, who can say that the desert of Tianyu City has no romance and fantasy? The calm desert is beautiful and soulless. Looking around in the hinterland of the desert, the endless desert is like a vast sea. Some places are as flat as a mirror, some places are sparkling, some places are undulating, and some places are full of huge waves. Walking in the sand sea is like looking at the frozen sea, savoring the grandeur and delicacy of the desert. The desert is different from the scenery of other places, because it is changing new and different scenery every day. Today, we walk and play in the desert, leaving a line of footprints and a fast trace. After a gust of wind blows the Buddha at night, it can not only restore yesterday's scenery, but also create new and more wonderful scenery.

The sky is pale, and the sun shines on our crystal clear hearts. Our mood is so leisurely and happy. A thin layer of clouds floats in the sky, as if accompanied by a warm autumn breeze, and many frustrated and hesitations, anxiety and confusion, pain and helplessness go with the wind. The mind and nature are fused, and the kind of adult's reservedness, maturity and practice become simple and naive in an instant. I feel that innocence is the highest level of life, and its endless happiness is the greatest desire in the human heart.

Climbing high and looking into the distance, the beautiful sand mountains are like the waves of the sea rolling up thousands of snow waves, winding and majestic. Looking down, the ravines and dribs of the desert are like carefully carved works of art, with a variety of shapes. In fact, every wonderful scenery in the desert does not need artificial carving at all. It itself is a perfect miracle and a masterpiece of genius in nature, full of poetry and painting.

At the moment of traveling through the desert between Tianyu City, I am amazed by the mystery of nature, the beauty and beauty, like a dreamlike wonder, which makes people tremble and can't bear to dabble in. It creates a charming poetic meaning, which is not a fairyland-like gift given by God to human beings.

I indulged in the soft and comfortable autumn wind blowing from the depths of the desert of Tianyu City, kneeling in the golden desert for a long time. Returning to nature, I heard the heartbeat of the desert and felt the breath of the sand mountain. My face rippled with the luster of piety and drunken dreams, as if I felt that I had experienced the wind and frost and vicissitudes and gave birth to a callous heart. I was aroused like a childlike innocence and became young... The earthly obscene and vanity were detached, arrogant and worried. The wounded self is gradually abandoned.

In the desert of Tianyu City, even the most sad heart will be full of glory; even the most miserable body will be full of vitality!

Indulge in nature! If people are interested, mountains and rivers must have feelings. When you cross thorns, wading mountains, and mountains, it is also the time for the sun to pursue your footprints.

The vast desert and the silent sea of sand. Xiong, quiet, with a straight face, always give you a monotonous color: yellow, yellow, always hot yellow. It seems that nature has solidified the turbulent waves and empty waves here in an instant, making it stand still forever.

The wind hits the desert, the sand grains are flying, and the sky is dark. This is the world of sand. There is no place for you to stand.

A string of down-to-earth and clear footprints were left in the vast sand sea. The hot sand sea refreshed the heat through our feet, and the little brush and I were drunk in the sand sea.

In the boundless sand sea, there is a clump of trees, which are sand willows. The clumps of sand willows injected vitality into the originally silent sand sea. In order to survive in the water-scarce desert, Shaliu, with his tenacious perseverance, has deep roots in the sand, up to dozens of meters long, and has been extending to places with water sources. Here, once life is born, it is difficult to die, because the difficult environment can often raise a great and tenacious life. 5PV Parent-Child Resource Network

In the hot sun, the Gobi Desert is like roasting on a stove, and the scorching heat waves sweep every inch of the land, making people breathless.

Ah, I see you, in the northwest desert, the boundless yellow sand spreads on this boundless land. With your exhausted eyesight to find it, you can't see a trace of green, no gurgling water, no towering mountains?

Nature has laid a yellow carpet here. When the wind blows, it seems that someone lifts the carpet and shakes, and dust and smoke rises all over the sky.

At a glance, there is monotonous yellow everywhere, not even a tree. The vastness of the desert makes each of us tired and seems to never be able to go out. Near noon, the sun rose high and made the desert smoke. We got out of the car to rest and set up the awning, but the sand was so hot that we were told to stand or sit. For the first time, I felt the horror of the desert.

There are whirlwinds in the desert, one by one, rolling up the yellow sand so high, like smoke rising on the flat ground, spinning and flying on the desert.

Near dusk, the desert in front of him showed a golden color, and countless sand surged folds like solid waves, extending to the golden horizon in the distance.

Standing on the sand mountain and looking down, under the continuous and undulating sand mountain is a lush forest with flowers, dotted with this green "ocean".

I love the four seasons, but I prefer autumn. Although she is not as colorful and colorful as spring, she is not as vibrant and lush as summer, and she is not as beautiful as in winter, but she has her own special beauty - selfless dedication to human beings.

Unconsciously, Qiu has come to the world.

The soft sun shines on people, warm. A group of wild geese are flying south in the blue sky, leading the wild goose screaming, as if to say, "It's getting cold. We're going to fly to the south for the winter."

In autumn, I came to the orchard, wiped the oranges golden, rubbed the pestles red, and painted the grapes purple... These colorful melons and fruits are like pearls, agate, and emeralds. The fruit farmers' faces smiled and blossomed, some were cutting oranges, some were collecting apples... Large piles of fruit were filled with baskets and warehouses, which was a bumper harvest scene.

In autumn, when I came to the field, the sorghum blushed, and the rice bent down with a smile. Under the sunshine, the blue sky and the golden earth reflected each other, and everything was pleasing to the eyes. People's sweat flowed down their cheeks, and fatigue could not stop the joy of the harvest. Happy laughter broke the silence of the field and shocked the wild geese flying south.

In autumn, he came to the garden of his grandmother's house and enthusiastically greeted a string of golden corn hanging under the eaves. The yellow corn kernels showed people the unique beauty of autumn. Under the eaves, the autumn kiss made the pepper red, like a hanging firecracker waiting for people to light.

In autumn, I came to the river. The cool river with the excitement of the fish rotated the waves, and the fat and lively fish played with each other, splashing ripples. Sometimes, the fish saw the figure and fled like lightning, leaving only the clear river flowing.

Qiu met the ducks who were about to go down the river and scattered the crystal dewdrops on their tails.

In autumn, he hugged the trees on the hillside and shook them vigorously. The leaves on the trees fell one after another, some dancing like butterflies, and some like yellow wings. The ground is full of leaves, which accumulate more and more, like a thick carpet.

Autumn is coming! He slowly and calmly walked towards the end of life and to the earth, with a blurred tenderness, a mysterious hunger and thirst, a permanent touch, and a return peace.

Autumn is a dead vine, sophisticated; autumn is a fallen leaf, deep love; autumn is a golden chrysanthemum, fragrant; autumn is a frost leaf, brilliant.

Autumn is the harvest season, autumn is the years of success, autumn is the embodiment of self, and autumn is the sublimation of life.

There is no liveliness of spring, no enthusiasm of summer, no cleanliness of winter, all of autumn, just that deep and persistent.

Autumn is life, a colorful and persistent life!

The extremely boring Meng Chengyu made Yun Feiyang find another big trait of him! Not only can he speak, but he can also be a poet. During the time he waited here, Yun Feiyang's ears have been shocked by Meng Chengyu's words for a long time. Although these words are very beautiful, Yun Feiyang can't stand it at all, because the next will be a difficult battle...