The familiar landscape, sometimes might as well go around

Commuting, almost all the way walk also same car, see roadside scenery, repeating the same life. Finally tired.

All roads lead to Rome. The city streets, convenient, from the unit back home, and must not walk every day as route.

So, when the car slowly, I turned to walk.

See it is still early, suddenly, want to DongFengQu interest with a circle around.

In the stone forest city hiking, time is long, the heart than the feet. Once a little spare time, always want desperately looking for a green land, let the heart relax.

Like green. It gives us much imagination and comprehension, the life also because of green is more fun. Although city afforestation not comparable with nature, but it can reach place in busy, noisy, steady, also can give a person halcyon.

I must DongFengQu commuting. Red lights, the car to stop, through the Windows are far view, silently. Green, car fast through the window, leaving only a shadow. Because there is no time to close off, so little.

I remember it like in 2002. At that time, it is one of the DongFengQu "dragon", every unclean and will hold a nose, the stink. Now, it turns, became a scenic spot. Water, weeping, green, a wide variety of plants, and formed a beautiful scenery line.

The preference of west road crossed the bridge. Whenever I go on a trip, always. If you take a trip unfulfilled, again from the head back to bridge. A lot of the bridge, standing on the bridge, such as the clouds. Today, the beginning of autumn breeze stroke, I feel the filar silk cool slightly, comfortable.

On the bridge is the most favorite thing to do is "we". I say "we" is just a game. Standing in the bridge looked down and stared at a water, staring. Waves to the west, slowly will feel bridge in translation, as also in the ship.

Scan, the high-rise district, south garden road through traffic congestion, long team, like ants, busy. They don't see, the expression, "all indifference, numbness. Look on the bridge, taking people intoxicated with children, male and female, stretch, too shallow or disclosed smile. The eyebrows The river, like a world.

The stone forest in the city, feel so another beauty, I will complain.

Life is really such, why must clinging to certain mode invariable? When we see a familiar sight, sometimes might around, maybe there will be another harvest.