Time flies, and it's the end of the year. Looking back in the plain, it is like a different world. Last year, today, with a longing, I hope to walk all over the mountains and rivers and feel the surging crowds. Fortunately, this year, the dream came true, May 1st and 11th, walked into Chongqing and Nanning, and embraced the fireworks in the world.
Chongqing, the magical city, the mountain city of food. The magnificence of the confluence of the Yangtze River and the Jialing River, the brilliant lights of Hongya Cave, and the spicy enthusiasm of the hot pot are as straightforward and warm as the character of the people of Chongqing.
Nanning, the style is different, sour and delicious. Shaded by green trees, streets and alleys, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating. At the foot of Qingxiu Mountain, I felt the tranquility and serenity of the city. Nanning at night is equally charming, with neon and starlight intertwined into a beautiful picture.
After three years of hardship and frost, I finally ushered in poetry and distance, and I know enough. The new year is approaching, the transformation will continue, and I will continue to precipitate, read more books, think more, continue to cultivate myself, invest in myself, and maintain a keen and upward heart.
We are willing to have dreams, not afraid of the road ahead, and move forward bravely, so that we can continue to challenge ourselves, explore the unknown, and write our own wonderful chapters in the journey of life.
Tips: Twilight Feng's daily thoughts, just to share my personal meager opinions, please don't sit down, don't spray if you don't like it.