On the opposite mountain shrub disorder, should catch some thin taste, exudes a withered sigh in the autumn wind blowing. The seasons change the pines and cypresses, among the green leaves should be scattered some of fallen leaves and twigs in wet forest ground curled in life. The tuft of grass, should be slightly lower the head in the wild and intractable, barren stones in the body bent. And near the campus, has harvested corn stalks should never wind smile, a wisp of wind should not another example before sounded a rushing sound.

With a little wistful mood walking on the campus path, in the heart of the lost distraction. Whether it is the spring and autumn, or mind disturbed, I know I should relax kbox mini 50w.

Suddenly eyes flash a piece of thick purple, strong and hustle and bustle, like the purple wisteria waterfall, "Lane said" I in flowering, they laugh ", just like spring in extreme and gorgeous flowers. But I know it's not a flower, not a flower in the spring. It is a weed, but there is often a step in the foot. But I stayed, and looked at it for a very long time.

Because the school's sake, I often go this way, so for this place I knew everything. This intense purple, yesterday did not appear, as if between one night last night jumped out, covered with a day, covered the land. They diffuse out of land, poured on walls, jump on the grass, mustering the effort across the corner. They are singing, dancing, they are delighted with the ultimate, revealing their vitality apartments for rent in hong kong.

This is a piece of cachexia weed? In the barren People are hurrying to and fro. stampede, destroyed, autumn autumn peeling, it should not be withered and yellow? How can it be a weed that can blossom into a strong violet?

A cool autumn wind blowing, the purple wizard sway slightly, deduction from the song is a kind of dance, thin and tough, tender and calm. In the flickering, through the light saw bit of crystal jade, flashing transparent glossy, like an amber. It is autumn rain last night to fold the evil spirit traces, but do not see the slightest chill, see only the gentle stretches of life DR REBORN.

What is shown in the indistinct, they dance, they're on their way of life.

In their dance, I seem to understand that in their short lives, they live for the day. Them in a crowded stampede, embodies his stubborn courage; in the barren in, silent savings with their strength. Then, in a moment of autumn rain broke out their own strength, lit the fireworks of their short life. Finally, annihilation in the life of the rolling river. To this world, perhaps unknown, perhaps because in a certain moment was found and praised, but I know that these are not what it is.

As the saying "life is not in length but in its width". Perhaps, the spring and autumn, those worries in the long history of life is not what. About enjoying the dance of life, they listen to the song of life, smile, gently brushed the confused heart.