Entered into the garden in shaanxi province, health, then — walked into my hometown. The most striking is that the mountain that shore that water. Mountain, a ridge, roadculture season-a hovering, range, cheap coach handbags the winding, towering JiJue underfoot.

That shore, a physical plugging, a zhu zhu, a dike, snuggle lingering,cheap coach bags crippled lightsome, graceful.

The water, a creek, a congested, 渓 andmelted hongji, cools see bottom, aimless and dance, the serpentine serial measures.

Spring is coming, the flickering towering into the sky, put on the mountain spring evening clothes, the yellow inner germinating craze, sucking the spring sunrise. The spring waters, rippling with reseda skirt, reflecting the shore, with towering mountains, alongside is melodious folk sang ziyang.

Summer arrived, green hill as if military general, keep your chin up, light leaned on shore body, call shore element of fine hand and led a congested summer water, are hopping slow dance. As the remote rhythm in southern shaanxi, walking in the heart.

The autumn wind crept brought the mountain, overflow hill military throughout all the land of Egypt to weave beautiful maple leaves the jinyi villas. Clusters of fruit shore, waist tease their harvest, still can’t let go of the drum drum, holding the hills hand, another hand also carry live a river of the skirt of autumn striding forward, followed by the mountains, strove to move.

Snow in winter, for the whole mountain on the shore, even the silver unconsciously also looking upward, blue river will no longer commotion, just silently from bottom sing “happy birthday”.

In fact, whether the budding spring day, or hot summer, whether brilliant autumn winter nights, or silent. This mountain is a male wonderful underfoot here, the land is attentive mercy here, the water is clear and pure.

I think, here’s mountain, is my father. Here the shore, is my mother. Here the water, so it’s just not me?

I am in mountain and shore under the guidance of the growth of life. Mountain gave me courage, it is land gave me courage; Mountain gave me strength, is shore gave me lovingkindness; Mountain gave me near shore gave me, is hotbed. Mountain and the shore gave me life trajectories, let me in their guidance the butterflies.

I never want to see lose mountains and shore day, I would is how to madness. If that happens, I think I will overrun the wanton drips,……

I dare not fantasy lose mountain and shore time and, if so, my soul will be a boundless, I’ll like a headless fly, flying disorderly bump all day…

Mountain gave me life, is the shore gave me ideal; Mountain gave me will, is shore gave me strong. I’ll in mountain and shore common guidance (track down), sing the song of the life, flow (rush) to the ocean forever belongs to me.