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Wandering days, wandering and free

I love winter more. Winter is the growth ring of the soul. Winter, although very cold, but it has incomparable warmth and hope

Warm spring, all things recovery, canal water like just awake little girl, full of vitality, singing new songs, ran forward

Travel, not to see the scenery, but to find the most authentic self

The sun was perched on the top of a mountain on a branch of an old pine tree that looked like a big red peony, very beautiful and lovely

When you come into this world, try to see all the beauty

I believe that travel can have many times, and love, but only one

Is a beautiful corner scenery, the line of sight has not left, but the heart is full of scars and exhaustion.

Want to put you in the palm of my hand, and then take you to look up to the scenery you have never seen. You can't leave me.

Not to go far to see how beautiful scenery, but want to be alone quietly