But I think this is just the right thing to do -- a good sleep is indispensable, and a nap has its own flavor. 😀
The leaves and flowers seemed to have been washed in cow's milk, and were like a dream wrapped in gauze.
Under the leaves was flowing water, which was covered and could not see any color.
At that moment, the leaves and flowers also had a slight tremor, like lightning, which spread across the pond in an instant.
Layers of leaves were dotted with white flowers, some curled in bloom, others shyly in bud.
Like tonight, when you are alone in this vast moonlight, you can think about anything, you can think about anything, and you feel that you are a free man.
This world seems to be mine; It was like I was out of my normal self, in another world.
On the side of the road are some willows, and some trees whose names I do not know.
The moon gradually rose, the laughter of the children on the road outside the wall was no longer heard, I quietly put on my coat, closed the door and went out for a walk.