Out of the hospital door, turn to the right, look at the door to peace, cross the intersection to the ring park。
Four seasons a year, three meals a day are empty, like walking, eating, walking in the ring park, which i call the backyard。
Under the walls of the city, many trees and flowers were planted in the park, and only the euphemisms were most impressive。
There is always an infinite feeling in the heart of every country that sits beneath its walls and looks at the four seasons of change。
And the kingdom of the spring shall not be full of plums, but it shall draw its leaves in silence, and it shall hide its past, and it shall stretch in the spring。
The summer is a pavilion, a layer of leaves spread out, and a shade is laid out, and the earth is cool。
In autumn, the kingdom fell and the leaves became thinner, and the country went to its half-life in order to be lean and watch its days。
The winter leaves are empty, the twigs are glittering, the country is standing in the wind, the bones are radiant, and they carry a thousand years of rhyme。
I love winter's kingdom。
The kingdoms of the winter are smote with the ancient walls, and they are reinforced. The ancient trees are hymn, the walls of the city are sanctified, and they are full of each other。
In particular, the winter kingdom allows me to read the end of the world and the end of sorrow。
The country's most chronology is located inside the wenchang gate, in the alley and in three trees outside the walls of the monument. The tree age is over 1100 years. There are more than 300 years of age in other neighbouring countries。
From the gate of peace to the west of the ring park, the entrance to wen chang gate is a monumental forest。
It's nothing but a place to go。
When they were young, they didn't get tickets, they couldn't read the stone, and they couldn't understand the words on it. Always likes to sit outside the wall, under the tree of sanctuary, to throw his legs, to lean against his neck, to look at the wall opposite him, and to hang around with his children。
Indeed, then knew not the age of the trees, but that the trees were thick and dark beneath them。
And the high shadows of the shade shall not be able to look to the top, except in the refuge of the shades and the shadows。
In the beginning, i couldn't tell the species of gills. I thought the raisins were taken from the raisins because there were raisins in the yard, and adults used to hook them with hooks。
It was only later that it became clear that the acacias were separated from the acacias。
It's a spring flower, it's sweet and sweet, and it's used by the sian people to steam their wheat rice and pack dumplings。
It is the summer of july and august, when the flower blooms, which tastes bitter, which is venomous and cannot be eaten, and is made only of ancient landscape trees and windwater trees。
It is a cultural symbol known as the "girch" over 100 years of age. It is called the "girch tree" and the "girch" of the people。
And that which i say is beyond the pillars of the forest, and that which was in the old city for hundreds of years, and for thousands of years, is all ancient。
In other words, to eat flowers and look at the ancient trees。
It's funny that by the river, all the grasshoppers grow, people walk by the river, and the sweetness of a man's spleen hits your taste buds, and i can't take it down and shove it in my mouth. And under the walls, all the land is planted。
The ages of the country's schools outside the walls are not as old as those of the three millennia, but also below 350。
These are all stylists, all of them, all of them, all of them。
They witnessed the ancient city of xi'an, the end of the sea, the history of xi'an, and the thousands of weather. At the same time, they continue to spread their leaves, flourishing, sheltering the elders who drink tea and chat in their shades, sheltering the children who have sprung under his knees, playing with them, and sheltering the tourists who sit beneath it and rest in peace。
5 may 2026, peace gate。
