Creek streams of water

In my memory, often corridors to the village ChanYing, alone in the mountains behind play, although some fear, but failed to stop the footsteps, because I visited, there is a two mountains trees in the my favorite streams folder. When I think about where the dribs and drabs, a stream of sweet pure feeling, like spring from deep in general, the gifts you are grown old, whispers: silent think Italy long, long continuous pure feeling.
The dress, change nature spring the buds of peak green, in succession from winter in the quilt bedclothes wake up, novel breathig, extension.
The temperature gradually rise, streams, also began to perk up. Small streams, lying in the bosom of the woods, just like a long ribbon. Top-down, lightsome and jump up between the trees, fluctuating dance alone to distant water, lively, a pair of winding swimming agreeable comfortable, lovely clever touch kind.
Fine, clear water, in the woods puckish shuttle. For a while, and WoWo up a wine ZhouXuan small leaves play the game, like rotation, a small girl of feeling XiuNan, chewy ripple, tightly in the bosom refused to let go; chuai While descending light flow, deep the feeling ground intimacy with water rocks and years passed, originally sharp creases stone, also becomes round face gliding; You see there, I do not know what is the great attraction to allow water to flow speed up the steps, like the waif, GuiXinShiJian excitedly only to see the family home. Also like the couple separated, eager to meet the moment when embracing; And here, a small streams, am tired geodepression? Clever ground nests in small stone pit, calmly dream about poetry. A bird flew up and gently contacts flat surface, the small like lens face, with carefully combed inflexible feathers looked at water mirror handsome posture, small wiggling emotion bits. Small, the four seasons water stream, sometimes the freely floating unceasingly, and sometimes rapid jump to drift away, the figure is like concealed, who also don't know to flow where?
The most wonderful is streams of voice, the unique sound of music, in the ear, that is streams bounce gently whispering trees and flowers in and insects, fish, and bird emotion comphensively creek language.
Find a clean SLATE, by the crook lie down, listen quietly, a natural forest concert started. Listen, a seat from afar, thoughts of wind wave ringing bells silk thread, calling the person to bells and whistles name. 2b listen, a loving pair strolling hand in hand in the stream, distantly came the voice of barefoot pulls the water, a string of sweet laughter, CuiLiang pheeka roots, echoed in a mountain... . Drunk the whole forest creatures try again and again in the dance, and wind, be afraid of dozen lightsome rhythms; Drunk the water, the fish fish companions with ease and joints, carefree ground wave tail wandering, play and the occasional splash splash, making heavy refuses to tick answer; Drunk Brooks gorgeous flowers, willing to fade, fall into the ups and downs of the water and the ensemble songs for stream namby-pamby add clever analyze background.
Fine wind soft, to get waves, like the puerile streams unvoiced TongYin posh timbre, posh, led me to open the hills YingShanGong full. The countless petals red with blood, proudly xiangyang bloomed, dyeing, HuoLingLing, brilliant, individual.
1 a sound, will my twitter from drunken wake-up call in. Sit up, looked out on bending slender stream, the water, still transparent and lively, the sound, still clear and lively.
Looking around at the, looked up at the sky and night has start pace. The breeze, fluttering in the mood, have clear hair endings, fluttering heart: "pillow a stream water long, don't envy waves sweet, qing sorrow outlet mountain dew, only leave chengcheng chengcheng wash cordiality v. heart".