The silence in the forest will make everyone progress.
-- Robert M Bosiger Zen and motorcycle repair Art
Free of charge after five o'clock P.M., I went for a walk there at this time.
Speaking of this, my family is only 10 minutes away from Westgate, but I have never been there for more than 10 years. It is a sin.
I slipped in from the small door in the north. There was a winding dirt road in front of me. There was some water in the potholes. It was the autumn rain of last night. On both sides of the road is a large dense bush, stretching along the path to the sky, the gray, yellow, green leaves are so soft, natural, and the blue sky is about to become gray. There was only one person on the road, and I suddenly forgot that I was still in the city and time seemed to be static.
The occasional passers-by on the road bored me, so I walked into the forest path. When I saw a smaller branch path, I walked in again, as if a curious child had entered the maze. In a short time, I went deep into the dense forest. The sky is completely dark, and the path is winding and winding, it seems that there is no end, I seem to have no way to identify the direction ...... This is really nice. Maybe one day, I want to live in the mountains for a few years.
In front of the Water ripple, I walked to a pond. I sat down on the tree Pier to rest. I am the only one in this vast space. I still exist, and the world also exists, so quietly ...... Everything in front of you is simply a picture that can only appear in a dream, and even the stone bridge in the distance looks so unreal. The breeze swept through the treasure and ruffles. If you hear it, it is a small fish jumping out of the water. I really want to stop thinking, but I still cannot. The autumn wind is getting cooler, and I am shrinking into a group.