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Dream and look forward to the years.

Text/Shimmer Heart Knowing (Original) #头条创作挑战赛#

The sky is clear and the sun is shining.

A video call came.

In the reversed shot, a figure of Nana walks forward.

Looking at the shadow alone,

No one will know that people reach middle age....

Stone

Crawling with weeds, green races past withered wildflowers by the roadside.

creeper,

The probe crawls the wall and walks, its leaves are shiny,

Show your vitality to the fullest.

A secluded place in the garden, a black and white dog lying on the path.

I want to go to the secluded path, but I dare not go rashly,

No one knows,

Dream and look forward to the years.

This dog, which looks docile and cute, will uncharacteristically pounce.

On the grape rack,

Green pearls are full of greenery, like summer flowers blooming.

A sparrow flew towards me,

Reach out when you can reach out and think it can stop in the palm of my hand and be my friend.

Behold

This is nothing more than an illusion.

It stops a little slowly and flies high.

Looking back,

Already in the clouds, it's unattainable.

Around the corner,

The branches of a pear tree, decorated with fruit.

Green as a field of hope....

The old date tree on the cliff face, shining in the sun, little dates,

Dense, like a moving human head,

In the golden years,

Looking at the vastness of the world, there is no wonder.

On the gravel pavement,

Potholes, swallows flying between blue skies and buildings...,

No cooking smoke,

Magpies, pigeons, unknown birds....

Where did they go....

Dream and look forward to the years.

Inexplicably looking around.

The sound of wooden dogs rises and falls,

The sand blown by the wind fell in front of the door, faintly recognizable.

Seeds that come with the wind,

After several years of struggle, it has taken root and thrived.

On this midsummer morning,

The green waves are like smoke and swaying.

Like eyes of hope, infinitely full of life.

A mosquito fluttered lightly in front of him, quickly shot out, and clenched his fists.

Open, wow, turns black gray.

It does not have time to suck the blood of others, and it is tired of lifelessness.

Green locust in front of the window,

Relax in the morning breeze and sway with the wind.

Some leaves,

Like a yellow butterfly, it rushes towards the earth.

Saw

The greenery everywhere is abundant, and the mood is bright.

The fruits of midsummer, singing in the branches....

And I,

Like a small child, with a curious heart,

Looking east and west under the bright sun....

Everything is so beautiful, so simple...,

It's so mesmerizing again....

Dream and look forward to the years.