Accompanied by mountain flowers

The sun rose slowly along the horizon, shining brightly on the green patches of crops that lined the country path. The air in the country is exceptionally fresh in the morning. Wiping the sleepy eyes, stretching, overlooking the pleasant scenery in the distance, make people feel refreshed, can harvest the vitality of the day. The work is never done. Four days have passed since I went to the countryside. Every day in front of a lot of websites, one article from the teammates' life experience, but also staring at the computer all day, constantly revise and publish, really is very boring, very boring! Through the window, watching the scenery outside, just the sunshine, vibrant plants, let a person relaxed and happy. There's a beautiful world out there. I'm going to have a look. So, I decided to put down the work at hand, with a relaxed and happy mood, step on the foot, to watch the different scenery outside. Came to a classroom, the fifth grade students are in class. One by one, they sat upright, under the leadership of the teacher, and read aloud the poetry, the voice is extremely loud. Looking at a tender smiling face, is so natural, as if to see the past, can not help but recall, think of his childhood, the mouth can not help but slightly up. Childhood is how wonderful, at that time we are so innocent, carefree ah! Work is important, but don't be so focused on it that you neglect the scenery along the way. It's time that we learn to steal a break from the busy, stop every now and then, look at the people and things around us, leave some good memories for ourselves, don't let ourselves leave any regrets.

The god of gods divides his heart into a little piece, making it fragrant as wildflowers, soft as moonlight, and fresh as the breeze. Pour it a cup of joy, and say: "Drink, and forget all the past!" Pour it a cup of trouble, and say, "Drink, and taste the joy of life!" Give it the wisdom from heaven to set the path of justice. Give it insight into all mysteries. Give it the feeling of companionship with the ideal revealed only in dreams. To dress it in the golden garment of passion woven by the angels with rainbows and clouds. Cast a shadow of doubt over it -- the ghost of light. Give it fire from the furnaces of hatred, wind from the harsh deserts, sand from the shores of egoism, dust gathered from the feet of eternity. Give it blind power, let it roar in hysteria, worship in mania; Give it life -- the phantom of death. The God of Gods had at last connected his heart to mankind, and with an all-embracing feeling of love he smiled, and his face was stained with tears.

If I could look across the morning mist at the view on the other side of a river without a ferry, I would not be discouraged. Even if there is no companion on the way forward, as long as there is grass, mountain flowers, I will not feel lonely. I will keep climbing the mountain, however steep it is. Even if tired in the middle of the mountain can not reach the summit, always see further than at the foot of the mountain. Even if the soil is poor, I will sow the seeds, and with blood and sweat to water, I believe I will not get nothing. Even if I can't get applause and flowers, I will walk on stage smartly and let more people be familiar with my voice. Even if there is no sun in spring, I will stand on the beach to release my thoughts after a winter in prison. Even if it rains heavily tomorrow, I will go to the countryside to roam the fields, let the youth sails drum up the green thoughts. Even if there is no light on the road leading to success, I will grope to recognize the closed door of fate, and then raise my hand to knock on it.