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In the long river of history, people are always adrift, like a fallen leaf, coming with the wind and leaving with the wind. And those beautiful scenery that you can see on the branches are always inadvertently missed by people, as if they are destined. It's like a season of mountains and rivers in that spring, and the joy of that year.
The spring dawn is dawning, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds and mist, like a fairyland. Everything spits green, and the mountains are intertwined with patches of tender green and pale pink, outlining a story, and the babbling stream on the side of the road seems to tell the story of spring, just waiting for the person who is willing to stop and listen for him.
The same is true of life, each period has its own unique color. We are young, ordinary just rising sun, bright and brilliant. We used to run on the playground of the schoolyard, leaving laughter and laughter; We once walked in the rain and felt the poetry of the raindrops tapping on the window lattice. Those good times are the most precious treasure of our lives.
And joy is the palette of life. Sometimes, it comes from a care, a hug; Sometimes, it comes from a successful challenge, a heartwarming reunion. Joy makes us feel the beauty and hardship of life, and also makes us cherish the time in front of us more.
Life is like a dream, and years are like a song. Those beautiful scenery and times unfold in our hearts like landscape paintings. And joy is the most sincere emotion in our hearts. May we all be able to feel the spring of that season of mountains and rivers and the joy of that journey in the journey of life.