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Seagull

Come to my hometown Kunming again! On Sunday, I went to the beautiful Dianchi dam to see the lovely elves.

The sun is bright, and the warm sun shines on the "Sleeping Beauty" in Xishan. The "Sleeping Beauty" is more enchanting and beautiful. The lake is shimmering, and the seagulls are flying in groups. Looking from afar, it is as spectacular as the dove of peace. After a while, the seagulls scattered, some swimming leisurely in the water, like the dignified parents in the seagull group; some hovering on the heads of tourists, like a group of naughty children. Tourists throw some food to the seagulls from time to time, and the seagulls will rush up to catch the food. After receiving the food, they will put out lovely poses to make everyone laugh. It seems that they are thanking tourists! There is a seagull flying over my head, I found that the white feathers have a red mouth holding food, is swallowing it.

When the rosy clouds dyed the sky red, we reluctantly left the beautiful lakeside, "elf" like gulls. Hope to come back to this beautiful city spring city in the winter of next year, to add a moving scenery to spring city! Seagull "Hey, look, that's the Huangpu River!"

"Yes, I have seen the ship." I was pleasantly surprised. I'll run with you all.

Standing by the river, looking at the high-rise buildings on the other side, it seems that it is not the river that attracts me, but the reinforced concrete buildings that attract me. Only when a boat passed by did I take a look at the river. It seemed very common, far less magnificent than I imagined.

"When! When On the opposite high-rise, there was a melodious bell, a deep and powerful bell. I looked up, inadvertently, saw a white spot, fixed eye to see, maybe it is a seagull? I've never seen it before, so I'm not sure. I saw it flying over the river, white feathers, as pure as snow, in the sunshine, more like carved out of crystal. It flies up and down, sometimes flies high in the spring breeze, sometimes spreads its wings and glides across the river.

I think why doesn't it fall? Why not bathe in such spring water? Let the cool water drop slide through your delicate feathers, feel the mellow spring water, your white wings will be more white!

I saw it for a long time, it is still flying on the sea, is still the same attitude, until I reluctantly left.

Maybe I should advise it: "the river surrounded by the city does not belong to you. Don't be obsessed with it any more. Only the sea is worthy of you, only the blue sea is worthy of your white feathers. Please don't be nostalgic any more and fly to the sea. Don't wait until you are too tired to fly, let alone let people lose the impression of your holiness. "

Seagull, the holy angel in my heart.

Blue, the color I look for and look forward to.