Classical
QingHai Lake in spring
Because it is deep inland, spring comes late in Qinghai Lake. Because of the high altitude and lack of oxygen, the spring temperature of Qinghai Lake is low. But even so, when the plum, spring and magnolia on the plain are competing to open, the seemingly yellow and bland river valley scrub and alpine meadow along Qinghai Lake, the dotted plum, crystal flower and microporous grass growing on the flowing rock slope are quietly changing. Especially the northwest needlegrass, sand song and splendid grass around Qinghai Lake, alpine meadow purple flower needlegrass, cold song, phoenix hair daisy, ice grass, clematis are also in the spring cold, cold air gradually spit out the new stamen.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
The disappearing orchard
That orchard, it's been seven years since I left it. For me, that small orchard of nearly two acres has a special meaning. We came to this earth almost at the same time. But when I crossed the second year of my life, the fruit trees, which had been grafted several times, could not escape the fate of old age after all. There was no guarantee that they would bear fruit, and it seemed like a certain fate that they would be cut down.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
Memory of Mang Mountain
The first time I saw Mang Mountain, it was still raised in the deep mountain people do not know. That day, after a long and bumpy bus ride, I was drowsy and felt a cool breeze surround me when I stepped on Mang Mountain, and the fatigue of the journey was suddenly swept away. We found a local to be our guide, and a group of people followed the river and entered the mountain. With the sunset glow, the guide led us towards the ghost fortress. While we enjoyed the craggy peaks, waterfalls and pines, the clear streams and emerald valleys, the water and the mountains, we listened to the story of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties when the team of King Li Zicheng released water and pretended to be ghosts and gods to break the Qing soldiers. The guide is a state farm employee, dark face, messy hair, a simple smile, a pair of bright eyes look bright. As he walked, he used his right index finger to point out a scenic spot on the side of the mountain. Listening to the ear-splitting sound of the waterfall, I felt as if I heard the King's troops shouting, the sound accompanied by the sound of the waterfall shaking the sky and earth.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
The undying veteran
Qilu Province, Haicheng, the entrance of the Navy Dry Rest Institute compound. The road is full of traffic, the sidewalk passing people come and go in a hurry, there is no significant sign at the entrance of the dry recuperation center, in addition to the simple can not be simpler than the sign is a bright five-star red flag.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
The uncertainty of a farmer's son
In 1998, the boy did not perform optimally in the midterm exam, and only got an upper middle grade. Looking at the report card, which could not be higher, he returned home with a look of uncertainty and told his father about his results. The father is an authentic farmer, only third grade education, do not know a few words, after hearing the results, silent.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
A Frosty Summer
Autumn was just about to interrupt the latest summer when this happened. That magical moment when the trees visit her sunny ballroom dressed in gold or red robes is an invitation to slowly strip them away. Growing up in a big city, we anticipated the pleasure of digging with our feet through the rustling carpet that would soon cover the ground. Most adults were absorbed by important tasks after the summer break. So, we built our own world and our own places to live and enjoy. The time had come to move to the Autumn house.
By Anette Rosen4 years ago in Fiction
21 grams of love
Do you understand the net weight of feelings? Look down you can impress! Boys and girls are in a class collective, boys are not good at talking, girls are lively and cheerful, boys like girls, girls are not clear, girls love boys, but boys also do not know, they are silent between each other, girls study training is very good, sitting in the same row as the boys, they are teachers especially take care of the target, female sick, boys heart if severe pain, but he does not know what should be done, girls once Exam results are not idealized, the boy only in the heart silently pray for her, the girl is sad, the boy will feel pain, but he does not understand the relief of the girl, he only saw the beautiful girl in class, and the girl is not that? They are not good at expressing their feelings, that's how three years have passed, senior year, and the boy has never said a word to the girls. Until one day, when the exam questions, the boy suddenly noticed that his signature pen did not, he had no choice but to borrow from others, so he thought of the girls, he diligently make their emotions quiet red face to the girls to borrow the signature pen, the girls are very happy to lend him, the boy was very happy, after the test, naturally the boy test is not very good, because he has been thinking about the girls, the girls test the same is not very good, because she also The boy has been thinking about the boy, but they did not say a word more than thanks and nonchalance. The boy gave the pen to the girl, the girl was very free to put in the stationery box, the boy had some sad, but he did not say something. Once again, the test arrived, the girl took out the signature pen is ready to solve the problem in advance, she froze, that is how a signature pen ah, was pinned so smooth, so delicate, so banging, the girl's eyes have some moist, she understood why she will put the signature pen casually into the stationery box when the boy will look some sad, finally she stepped on the desk chair to stay in tears.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
