There is still a lot of snow on the ice. The sunset glow shines on the head of the sycee bridge. Only thick stems and branches remain on the banks of the river.. The street made a bend here and then led to a somewhat secluded courtyard in the sunset..
When I came here, the gate had been locked. The dark red color reminded me of the red light blown by the cold wind in the Forbidden City.. The setting sun cannot shine here. It is blocked at the cornice of the old house where Yang Mo once lived.. And 30 meters away stood the sculpture that once caused a sensation in Beijing.
This street is so familiar that I can smell it with my eyes closed..
When I was stunned, I actually heard the bird's cry. This 安信娱乐注册 winter, wrapped in cold, the cry showed a kind of vitality, a joy of outward expansion in a tight air mass.. Looking for fame, I saw three to five magpies perched on the dead branches that swathe's stubbornness on the gray fence looked out of the courtyard wall. The black and white feathers just let themselves go into the twilight..
When I was a child, I used to play here. At that time, there were no three big gilded characters of Prince Gong's palace on the front door, and there were no stone lions lying on the plate in front of the door. At that time, the door was dark brown. The place where the two doors met was pegged by a 2-foot long wooden strip, and I used to look at the big dog in the door through the crack of the door..
Courtyards are often visited, because I studied painting in a teacher's home here. At that time, the large and small courtyards here were full of people, unlike now, the rooms were full of empty shadows.. In and out of the back door, I heard that the house near the front door is a Ghosts, so the door is closed, only the dog.
At that time, the courtyard was very depressed, the eaves were covered with rolled-up patent leather, and the low window wind was blowing the trees that were not bulky.. In my memory, there is a large bamboo forest. Most of the bamboos grow in places with mountains and water. However, such bamboos are rare in courtyards in downtown areas.. It is said that this bamboo is called xiaoxiang bamboo. there are some secret scars on the bamboo leaves. after the rain, water drops like tears will remain on the scars. glittering and translucent water drops will fall in the swing of the wind, causing pain in people's hearts.. I like the moist, fresh and slightly earthy smell very much.. The depths of that bamboo forest are the best "Hidden land" map I used to hide and seek. Almost no one would have thought that I would be in that bleak place.. (责任编辑：admin)