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Continue to adhere to the tradition of climbing Dashu Mountain on Sunday, get up early in the morning and go to the destination by bus together with yearning. Thinking about this period of time, I fell in love with playing the magic ruler. Sitting on the bus, I didn’t focus on his magic ruler like before. My small hands turned the magic ruler flexibly and enjoyed it. After getting off the bus, I found rain and fog falling in the air hitting my face. I joked with Nian that we had a close contact with nature. He asked thoroughly: What is intimate contact? I said, does the rain hit your face like kissing you? He smiled happily and said: mom, but my face feels itchy. In the winter season, the vegetation withered, the mist was dark, and the air was wet and cold. The grassland at the foot of the mountain has turned yellow, and many birds are found intensively foraging on the ground. We walked towards them, and when we got close to them, they would be shocked to fly to the treetop. When all the birds fly up to the tree, they find that there are so many birds staying on the branches, many of which are magpies, one by one, black, fat, densely hanging on the crown of the tree, and find that a tree is like this time, exclaim loudly, and then find that the Crown beside it is the same, exclaim louder until the mother and son exclaim one after another. After falling off all the leaves, the trees in winter show the original posture of branches, losing the joy of spring and the warmth of summer. After autumn harvest, they stand quietly under the sky, in the cold wind, they face the severe frost force in a silent attitude. The deeper the winter is, the stronger the sun will be in the spring of the next year. Silence, observation is a state, thinking is a realm, and dealing with it is a tacit understanding. The water vapor in the air is full, and the low-hanging thin clouds in the sky are like light ink scattered in the water. The mist envelops the mountain and passes through the forest. The surroundings are very quiet, and the mood is very light. The beauty of winter lies in everything being calm. After doing warm-up exercises on the grass with thoughts, we started climbing. When he reached the intersection of the climbing path, he thought that he would pull me to the end. He was afraid of the danger of slippery and slippery, and he said he was afraid of mud. The little child had a different heart unexpectedly. I was also worried about safety and agreed him to take the winding mountain road. But we walked only tens of meters, watching the path getting farther and farther away from the deserted forest, he suddenly felt sympathy for that path: Mom, that path is so pitiful, no one left it today. We to go. He pulled me back to take that road again. In view of safety, I still insisted on taking the winding mountain road. He still talked about that path several times while walking. It was pitiful. It turns out that I am disdain to climb the stairs, and always think that it is the same as climbing the stairs and has no wild interest. However, on this day, there were few climbers, and the whole view of this step Mountain Road was displayed. The forest on both sides of this mountain road also had the unique feature of winding paths and seclusion, so I turned to like it. Although I was tired after shouting for a few times, our journey was not delayed. We climbed to the top of the mountain in about half an hour, and there was no one above the top of the mountain. The mother chose a big stone to sit down, and he did not forget to play the Magic ruler. Cold weather, dare not stay long, drink some hot boiled water, get up and go down the mountain. He went back to the grass at the foot of the mountain again, thinking that he didn’t want to leave, and then he proposed: Mom, let’s lie down and look at the clouds. When the weather was fine, I lay on the grass with him and watched the blue sky and white clouds, birds and planes. Today’s weather is really humid, the ground is wet, but today’s clouds contain water vapor, such as ink landscape, I also want to lie down and see. So I chose a place with a little slope, feeling that the water on the ground should flow to the place with low terrain. I lay down with my head on my backpack as I wished, looking at the sky. The sky was like a pen wash, and the clouds and mist were like scattered ink in the water. There was no thick black, but only indifference. Only when you lie down Can You Feel the broadness and depth of the ground. The Sky drooped like a stroke on my face. There was me between heaven and earth, and I was between heaven and earth. The Heaven and Earth accepted me and made me benevolent with my indifference, which made my heart say happily: I am natural. Haven’t been intoxicated for a long time, the cold under the body hit, can’t delay or you will get sick. He hurriedly stood up, but he was still reluctant to part with him. On Lunar December 23 last night, I returned home from my parents for the new year. David and I walked in the alley leading to our home with thoughts. I thought of the mountaineering trip with thoughts on Sunday. I joked with David and finally found a way to accompany me to see the brilliance of Xinghan, yunjuanyunshu’s man is my son. He laugh. My extravagant hope grew further crazily, and said to Nian Nian, can you accompany me to go through the snow and seek plum blossom? I said firmly: I will accompany you. Then he added: Mom, what does it mean to go through the snow and seek plum blossom? I will use a popular interjection nowadays!

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