Pearl Sea
After marriage, husband to work in order to facilitate our home in the Marketing Department. Small rural town, the rising sun, ordinary and normal days, the house not far from a reservoir to the dull life of some more bright colors. Reservoir is not large, but in my eyes has a vast and wide sea, so, I first saw it, "love at first sight" in love with its lush, swaying wildflowers, Yunbo graciousness. The love for the heart, quietly in the heart called "pearl harbor."
"Pearl Sea" is the mighty expanse of water south of the summer, people swim here playing, and sometimes, a Mengzi bar down, it will lift a large clam or crab, is a sometimes shaking his head with tail flap big fish. In winter, people here skating, skating car, playing ice monkey, natural ice rink every day filled with happy noise. North covered with rushes and reeds. Spring, Phi a Shuilv rushes and reeds, like little ice awl opt for the armor piercing stuck his head out; more like a clarion call to charge, calling the spring temperature Hee; and is like a picture Sailing in the gentle waves in the dock. There reed with water rushes in to facilitate the fish will take a waterfowl, waterbirds fly a landing, landing fly, no can say exactly their names, no one knows how they have children here, No one knows rushes and reed harvest them gone, no one knows how they will be in the rushes and reeds in the spring time wake up in the Shenzhelanyao returned respectively in the quarter after three quarters of love meet again.
During the day and was busy working, leisure time is the evening. Late sunset photos, patches of reed is plated with a touch of Jinhui, like a painter transfer the ink and gently poured, Yin Yin to spread out, spread out the ink of a pale golden color excess, slow pouring out slowly to savor the eye can not refuse. A crane quietly in the reeds by the side, standing on one leg, stand as a thick makeup wiped total affordable paintings. Wind, occasionally blowing, reed earth gently up, the water ripples light waves, to the vigil of the crane wearing clothes is like a set of coins. Quiet, quiet ease, moving, moving gently, a static and a dynamic is so harmonious and beautiful, heart, and instantly went so far as full of different kind of gentle ripples.
Full moon night, especially liked to wander in the "Pearl Sea" dam, round moon threw a veil in the water bath, half cover partly concealed the shame shy astringent, so the stars will quietly stuck his head out occasionally, do not fell off, a veil of beads made. When the moon from the water slowly out of the water veil skirts off layers of spreading ballast, like to lay in a cradle of water the fish is covered with a thin wire. Who imagined that such a picture in it?light blue of the sky, full moon, a willowy veil Phi Jing Wang, dressed in the water. Wind, seems to stop breathing, and occasionally one or two birds wings, the arms from the moon passing, flowers and grass in the dream son dating, the air they breathe slightly sweet love, like snoring The frog seems to sleep, and looking up at the moon, quietly crawl rather, as if waiting for the love of a moth.
"Pearl Sea" not only would bring me "romantic" to enjoy poetry, but also happy to live in peace. Autumn, where the firewood will reserve my little house warm for winter. When cutting firewood there is always a bonus. A few crabs, a few nest eggs, a handful of delicious berries, will give the surprise. Time, cutting firewood with his son, hear the reeds not far from the water ring flutter La La land, looking to follow the sound, a big fish in shallow water in them the tail, splashing blossoming, and kissed the slender reed arm . Leaned over, I stood with both hands clinging to the head, fish, big ah!almost as tall as his son! Home, her husband surprised me how to catch a fish so big. Son, mother picked the fish, not catch. Look at the big fish, boiled fish, delicious imagine, I am filled with infinite yearning: If, every day, so I picked up a big fish ... ... her husband laughed, my wife, you can not every day, "Shou water until the fish, "Oh!
Has given me endless joy "Pearl Sea" now dry, but the land is still fertile and planted into corn, soybeans, cross into the ridge, the side trip, the day is still very blue, and green sea-green waves, a Green Wave slid ridge ridge, still intoxicating, but I do not know, the green "Pearl Sea", the full moon night, is what kind of beauty ... ...
After marriage, husband to work in order to facilitate our home in the Marketing Department. Small rural town, the rising sun, ordinary and normal days, the house not far from a reservoir to the dull life of some more bright colors. Reservoir is not large, but in my eyes has a vast and wide sea, so, I first saw it, "love at first sight" in love with its lush, swaying wildflowers, Yunbo graciousness. The love for the heart, quietly in the heart called "pearl harbor."
"Pearl Sea" is the mighty expanse of water south of the summer, people swim here playing, and sometimes, a Mengzi bar down, it will lift a large clam or crab, is a sometimes shaking his head with tail flap big fish. In winter, people here skating, skating car, playing ice monkey, natural ice rink every day filled with happy noise. North covered with rushes and reeds. Spring, Phi a Shuilv rushes and reeds, like little ice awl opt for the armor piercing stuck his head out; more like a clarion call to charge, calling the spring temperature Hee; and is like a picture Sailing in the gentle waves in the dock. There reed with water rushes in to facilitate the fish will take a waterfowl, waterbirds fly a landing, landing fly, no can say exactly their names, no one knows how they have children here, No one knows rushes and reed harvest them gone, no one knows how they will be in the rushes and reeds in the spring time wake up in the Shenzhelanyao returned respectively in the quarter after three quarters of love meet again.
During the day and was busy working, leisure time is the evening. Late sunset photos, patches of reed is plated with a touch of Jinhui, like a painter transfer the ink and gently poured, Yin Yin to spread out, spread out the ink of a pale golden color excess, slow pouring out slowly to savor the eye can not refuse. A crane quietly in the reeds by the side, standing on one leg, stand as a thick makeup wiped total affordable paintings. Wind, occasionally blowing, reed earth gently up, the water ripples light waves, to the vigil of the crane wearing clothes is like a set of coins. Quiet, quiet ease, moving, moving gently, a static and a dynamic is so harmonious and beautiful, heart, and instantly went so far as full of different kind of gentle ripples.
Full moon night, especially liked to wander in the "Pearl Sea" dam, round moon threw a veil in the water bath, half cover partly concealed the shame shy astringent, so the stars will quietly stuck his head out occasionally, do not fell off, a veil of beads made. When the moon from the water slowly out of the water veil skirts off layers of spreading ballast, like to lay in a cradle of water the fish is covered with a thin wire. Who imagined that such a picture in it?light blue of the sky, full moon, a willowy veil Phi Jing Wang, dressed in the water. Wind, seems to stop breathing, and occasionally one or two birds wings, the arms from the moon passing, flowers and grass in the dream son dating, the air they breathe slightly sweet love, like snoring The frog seems to sleep, and looking up at the moon, quietly crawl rather, as if waiting for the love of a moth.
"Pearl Sea" not only would bring me "romantic" to enjoy poetry, but also happy to live in peace. Autumn, where the firewood will reserve my little house warm for winter. When cutting firewood there is always a bonus. A few crabs, a few nest eggs, a handful of delicious berries, will give the surprise. Time, cutting firewood with his son, hear the reeds not far from the water ring flutter La La land, looking to follow the sound, a big fish in shallow water in them the tail, splashing blossoming, and kissed the slender reed arm . Leaned over, I stood with both hands clinging to the head, fish, big ah!almost as tall as his son! Home, her husband surprised me how to catch a fish so big. Son, mother picked the fish, not catch. Look at the big fish, boiled fish, delicious imagine, I am filled with infinite yearning: If, every day, so I picked up a big fish ... ... her husband laughed, my wife, you can not every day, "Shou water until the fish, "Oh!
Has given me endless joy "Pearl Sea" now dry, but the land is still fertile and planted into corn, soybeans, cross into the ridge, the side trip, the day is still very blue, and green sea-green waves, a Green Wave slid ridge ridge, still intoxicating, but I do not know, the green "Pearl Sea", the full moon night, is what kind of beauty ... ...
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