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the end of the Copenhagen meeting, In fact, each of us should become a
green living is a poetic life. Heidegger once said an elegant words: But this world, chaos, then the noise. An Could the most noteworthy feature of the sharp brother, and two or three patches stern impatience north wind, a few leftovers heap hungry impatience. Because a bored spectators to his photos online and, therefore, his world and our world together. Local governments see the Fun! Ridiculously? Ridiculous! It elevated the dignity of others in front of people, so that my mind experienced streaking. Where's poetry can be saved? Green living, requires us to be less sensational, less lively ignorant, and less others, and more poetry and tenderness. Off your computer, holding a book, sipping tea, so that afternoon, the bright sunshine on the body now!
green living is a simple life. Ji old once said that I think, in fact our life complex. They are busy living. Wise busy research, fool busy talking, busy doctors to save people, writers are busy writing a book, the interests of businessmen are busy, busy students to do problem ... ... people who hear the wind blowing already forgotten the willow shore, forgotten once grass to catch the crickets and forget build a , when young people have too much internal friction youth and time. Green living, requires that we should sneak. Holidays, you can go fishing Mizobe, so leisurely wind through headphones, so the tree has a loyal audience cicadas. Nothing even caught one day, but also all of your laughter, let the sunset as the waves of your smile.
green living does not Lu Xun's Listen, Grass land.
green living, so life is so relaxed and beautiful!
spontaneously when a large number of students toward the field of environmental protection, and when lifted up his eyes are all climate conference in Copenhagen, was visible when a low-carbon life, it becomes the emergence of this article the maverick and the right way, people have a sense of all themselves.
article is from the Copenhagen, but did not stay in the natural, environmental protection, economy, health, and thinking of these common themes, but rather turned to the spiritual, cultural level, the public opinion level, pointing to a beautiful, healthy, poetic and natural atmosphere and experience, to avoid the shallow and mediocre. There are two sub-points the main part of a poetic about life, about a simple life. The former is an analysis of social phenomena, cut misses the mark, sharply, for example about sharp brother, we see great masses of social analysis and positioning, description of various actors on stage, the crucial point of knife, dig in, see criticism, irony see the position of , people see a sense of sad thoughts, people gasp in admiration. The latter is the analysis of the characters themselves in society, such as bring together three generations of the words, reminiscent of some of life worthy of careful consideration of the occasion, level, but also people see the thinking of the depth of Chinese history, thinking of the Chinese culture deep. Particularly valuable is that, whether it is historical allusions, or real examples, both classic handed down, or secular, Starchaser, the author can come in handy, as I used to, see this is not the death of reading, but a concern of life, attention to reality, love of reading, more thoughtful students.
blending of village on the harmonic style of writing, clever humor, is intelligent, and militant.
do not want to grow up, because I want to find a reason to escape, to escape the eyes of the world, because the dream of the childhood of the world, I've been through, eyes green in the world.
spring, spring green dream that is completely pure. River, the row of willow, across the two miles to be able to tell you to see them shining light. Group of naughty children, with the river water washed rice and vegetables to put up at random in the kitchen on the bank, not rich picnic, they saw it as a feast, and really come to enjoy the food yourself. Then, put down the dishes, jumped into the river, laughing, completely forgot to go back a while after the parental punishment.
bamboo, never forget the backyard of a bamboo grandmother. Xiaojiu often took me to shoot birds, Xiaojiu patiently taught me how to listen to the birdsong to determine the location of the birds, how to find the nest in bamboo leaves. I never did learn, but I really appreciate the quiet of nature, deep in the bamboo forest where the birds echoed that can touch people heart the most quiet place, the wind and even after the bamboo Tao, hold up your mind quiet. It was a big quiet, natural and human exchanges.
Star, you know? I think that it is a picture: summer night under the stars, a child, a grandmother,UGG boots clearance, looking at the stars,Discount UGG boots, counting the stars, her grandmother to the children about the story of Cowherd and Weaver Girl. I have never seen my grandmother, but in my dream, this is a classic picture.
want to escape from this world, because I no longer see the pure spring, was actually on the new dust out of the willow; no longer the quiet bamboo, artificial trails covered area, no stars You watch the neon light, the light has already covered the North Star.
I am glad,UGGs, so glad that they had a green dream, but did not experience green living children to dream of what? I suddenly became sad, gray steel and concrete can not be replaced under the bamboo city forever.
construction of the city was in full swing, and good people have been aware of the environment and the people should be harmony. I think now that roar just a process, eco-livable city in this after they have unfolded before our eyes. Here, there are rivers, there are bamboo, a starry sky. Accompany the child's childhood was spent in nature, rather than parks, playgrounds, the zoo. Yes, we are no longer just green living in a dream, it is my hope, I hope to
lost in the memories of laughter, the memories lost in the blue, blue sky, lost in dreams, memories of childhood are often the same as a dream, it is so warm and beautiful, pure soul, so thinking of a holiday. Paper cut by the dream of spring, bamboo, Star, and then , people feel sad, but also people doubly thoughtful, valuable is that the end point of the article also makes rehabilitation bright hope.
holding a handful of water, I will indulge them, the air full of fragrance. From the fingers over the past years, quietly.
tri-mode test well, rarely a night not to school, walking in front of the middle of the street goes to the school square. When night comes, Ambilight, full of people, a sea of joy. Spotlight will be dolled herself up flowers and trees, green one.
can always feel ask what was missing.
irritability may be the psychological exam, and I comfort myself.
the northwest corner there is a glimpse Square alley leading to the depths, I walked toward the inside.
foot of the road is not so easy, have become more Ge and feet, I felt the foot of the rugged road. By the dim moonlight, I saw the foot of the rectangular stones which departments and regions, faint reddish light. Perhaps this is the adult population of the cities mentioned in the last slate Street bar.
With pious heart, and I slowed down for fear of foot pain this guxiang.
faint moonlight pouring down, the mixing an attitude of peace, and solitude of the silent, Listen to the insects. Cottage on the low side, as quietly standing, wall tiles have been the breeding ground between the foam wet moss. I see the years peeling off the wall a little bit of erosion. Locked the wooden door, locked the history,UGG boots, locked the green era, the older generation have also locked the soaring dreams. Breeze was blowing, the door rings lightly pressed, but still have not seen the door of the elderly.
here, not the bright lights of the outside world, there is no earthly noise and materialistic, even without the spotlights shine, it still seems alive. Perhaps this is the most authentic green, the most touching of the deep green living.
wet my heart, and as a drop of dew in the flower, has also been dyed green one.
continue to walk in, a family has no intention to see the door half-open door ajar, a few old courtyards to talk through the Church faint incandescent room light, I saw that familiar bench, the high threshold of children, the little bamboo chair. I also saw the central main room hung a portrait of Chairman Mao, the chairman of the painting is so kind.
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