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A river of stars

I am far from your river, not far from it, for I am a stranger.

By Gord HylesPublished 2 years ago 3 min read

I am far from your river, not far from it, for I am a stranger. In the distance, I can still hear your footsteps over the mountains, day and night, and still see your clear river with stars very clearly. As long as, also only think of you - hometown, is the exotic river will be sprinkled with the stars of hometown. Whether awake or asleep, you will repeat the picture that makes your heart flutter. The stars blink in your river. Because the river full of stars passes through my children without guess, ignorant youth, confused youth, but also through the knowable future, will it be delivered to the sea in the future? In that way, the stars of the sea must be a gift from their hometown. Without the birth of hometown, the sea will lose its aura, because the source of the sea is in the hometown of this head...

The feelings of the stars are always delayed in the city. Is the star's feeling single, or the city's promiscuous? If the city is the stage, the stars are not citizens, so they are not actors. If the sky is the stage, the stars are the residents, so they can become the stars. If the river is the stage, the stars are the spirits, she is the soul of the earth. Today, love in the city is a mistake, light than the quality of money, so more dangerous than heroin. Love in the river in the countryside, there is the light of the stars, the achievement is the legend of the seas run dry and the rocks crumble......

A fine day, always love to paint and powder. At such a time, only the spring dare to tread from the clouds of heavy makeup, only the fish covered with stars dare to cross from the blue sky, will be complacent performance of the sun a joke. Starched women always love to throw laughter on the river, beat the stick when the jazz rhythm, euphemistic songs flowing with the happy river, colorful clothes in the white clouds dance into a rainbow. I heard the whispering of the earth and the sky, and thoroughly realized the profound and solemn nature of Sa Dingding's song "All Things are Born" : I saw the mountain eagle flying on the lonely two fish, the two fish crossing the sea salty river, a river falling down to meet people broken, people walking, the body covered with the ash of the mountain eagle......

Sleep deep night, yawn again and again, long without end, no matter how much black night, can hometown river never get lost, because of the stars this bright eyes. Your life is not lost, your dream is not lost, your future is always on the way to run, is it also borrowed the stars in the hometown river to do the eye? If the river can't see the stars, it must be down and out. If you can't see the river with the stars in your life, if you can't see the river with the stars in your dream, if you can't see the river with the stars in your future, will you panic? Strangers can find your home by the river. Can your heart go home without her?

Hometown that sprinkled with stars of the river, has become a scene unforgettable scenery, I know that can be unforgettable is the most deadly thing, I am a person who can be moved by the past, I also dare not to treasure her in memory than deep heart? If I ever lose my hand, my son or grandson will pick it up for me and treasure it forever.

I have read the map of the world, also read the map of China, to my great disappointment is not able to find the hometown of the river sprinkled with stars. He is only a running capillary, often neglected by the careless world. Open Google Maps, it is still hard to picture her slim figure. See both sides of the lush trees, fluttering dance dance road, crooked village...... It suddenly dawned on me that this was the source of life!

The river that has bred grains, nursed radishes and cabbages, nourished the reckless... I was counting the stars in the river, open the first page of life, calculate the teacher handed over the complex problems, understand a few because, see a few so. Then the river has been with me, from home to a foreign land......

In the heart of the river with the stars, the heart will not be in despair. Let me save her and her past for the future.

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