黎明轻轻地揭开裹在初醒的北极山上缥缈虚幻的晨袍,北极山以清俊的姿态,轻盈地偎依在巍巍八宝山中。每一个早晨,我总是有意无意习惯性地打开窗户,面对北极山凝望,不论季节如何更迭,天气怎样变化,每一天、每一月、每一年的轮回中,她的哪怕是一丁点的变化总是在我的视线中。关注她近乎关注我的生命,关注我的孩子。她着实让我感动。只要看着她时,我的整个思维被荡涤得干净和美。尤其雾气蒸腾中如梦如幻,如诗如 Dawn gently opened Waking in the Arctic mountains wrapped in unreal morning gown, the Arctic mountains to Qing Jun gesture, lightly nestled in the towering Babaoshan. Every morning, I always consciously or unconsciously open the window habitually, facing the Arctic staring, no matter how the seasons change, the weather changes, every day, every month, every year of the reincarnation, even her a little bit The change is always in my sight. Focus on her almost concerned about my life, concerned about my children. She really touched me. When I looked at her, my whole mind was washed clean and beautiful. Especially in the fog of transpiration dreams, poetic