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Haitang Essay


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Time:2019-12-12

【Summary】In fact, I have planned for several days to take photos in Xinhai Haitang Forest. Either I didn't have time or the weather was bad. It was a sunny afternoon in mid-April. I took a break from my busy schedule and picked up my camera to take photos in Haitang Forest on the southwest side of the landscape lake.

In fact, I have planned to go to Xinhai Haitang Forest for several days to take photos. It was either no time or the weather was bad. It was a sunny afternoon in mid-April. I took a break from my busy schedule and picked up my camera to take photos at the Haitang Forest on the southwest side of the landscape lake to record the beautiful moment in Xinhai. The weather was fine that day. The sky was blue and cloudless. Unfortunately, I didn't take photos.

Can't drag on any longer, or the flowers will be thanked. During the Qingming Festival, the flowers bloom like rouge dots, clearly and clearly. But now it is already a piece of valerian halo and bright clouds, which is really intoxicating. If it is better to stop at time, if it is better to be close to Haitang, if it is better to turn the soul into Haitang. The breeze passed by, and I could vaguely smell the fragrance of crabapple flowers in the air, and a woman named "crabapple is still" flashed in my mind, with a beautiful figure and a handsome appearance. In my eyes, it is the name of Xinhai female workers and the spirit active in Xinhai House.

But at this time of the begonia flowers, a breeze blowing, the flowers were brought down by the wind, people walk under the tree, see these beautiful petals are gently blown to their bodies, not to mention how happy.

I just feel that the flowering crabapple will wither in just a few days. I can't help feeling that time is in a hurry. It has been three years since I came to the company in the twinkling of an eye. All the growth has turned into a cup of light tea at my fingertips. It is full of the warmth left by the years. I remember it in my heart. I wish I could only meet a more beautiful and confident self at the next intersection.

(hydrocracking workshop Wang Jinfeng)


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