Directory of dong's essays

Directory of dong's essays

The greatness of Xinjiang lies in tolerance.

Some people say that going to the end of the world is the entrance to heaven. But the world has no end, and we have never seen the entrance.

Fortunately, the universe cares for this planet, leaving a place for mankind, called Xinjiang for life, which is different because of Gan Kun's trip.

The beauty of Xinjiang lies in sincerity.

On the roof of the world, three mountains stand tall, two pots lie still, and a hundred rivers contend for a thousand years. Snow-capped mountains pile up jade, and snowflakes dance with the wind, leaving the light of secret stars on the top of the mountain to relay life energy.

It turns out that mountains and seas are meaningful, and only by being in them can we gain insight into a world.

A drop in the ocean gives birth to goodwill because of reading everything.

The wonder of Xinjiang lies in the mirror.

The lively Grand Bazaar is full of fireworks, and the world of 654.38+0.66 million square kilometers is half mountains and rivers, half rivers and lakes, and half free love.

Balangzi's free and easy and heroic, like the majestic bathing river in Zhaosu, seems to break the world of mortals.

The tenderness and purity of Guli are like the last tear in the Atlantic Ocean, defending their persistence in truth, goodness and beauty with a deep and pure glance.

It turns out that everything has a spirit. Only by forgetting yourself can we get a glimpse of all beings and become more open-minded because of true feelings.

Traveling to Xinjiang may take a long time.

One scene and one mountain seem to explain the ancient life path of Panlong in Italy, which was a detour that I couldn't avoid when I was young. After heavy water recovery, life is the devil Ya Dan, which is the only disaster I have to experience when I grow up, and the road is long.

I lowered my head and hurried forward, suddenly looking back, only to find that the canoe had passed Chung Shan Man. I don't have to dwell on the past, because the future will always be surrounded by brighter mountains and flowing water to pray.

I finally understand that everything is good for me, and I can finally meet another self by playing with my heart.

May you wake up with the bright moon in the sky, read all the mountains and rivers in the breeze after drunkenness, and finally feel that the world is worth it.