A 600-word composition entitled "Walking Story"

The camel bells creaked, and the dark red skirt fluttered in the wind, covering the dim curtains. The setting sun is like blood, and the crooked footprints are scattered in a row, eroded by wind and sand. If I were the bride of ancient Lu Lan.

Sword in hand, silvery white, green under Leng Yue. The wind is very strong, and the robe is wrapped tightly. I can hear the sound of hunting. The river in my ear is endless. I hold my breath, listen to the faint whistle in the distance, and then move on, step by step can be thrilling. If I were the overlord on the Wujiang River.

When the breeze swept away, the lake rippled with colorful flowers. Jasper's lake is green and quiet, deep and serene, which makes people linger. I walked slowly on the riverbank under this whimsical ghost. If I were a princess in Luoshui, I would go round and round from the desert to the blue waves, from dusk to night, from the bride to the loser. My every move is like a mermaid dance, with sudden bloodless pain. I am afraid, I am alert, and my life is lost in a subtle way. From stumbling to turning and galloping, every step, every step, is carried out by stepping on scattered life.

Life is always passing by in a hurry. How can I stop shivering?

People let the bride of ancient Loulan reappear in broad daylight and put her in a transparent glass coffin, giving her a thousand-year dream. The sunset is still the original sunset, but the bride is no longer the bride of that year. She has become a legend and the object of people's attention. Loulan's bride would laugh if she knew about the underground. After all, her soul will linger in the hearts of all those who pay tribute to her body. In countless speculations about her poems and stories, just as Xi Murong once sighed softly: The sun is setting/Loulan is bustling/My lover left alone/left me behind the sweetness and sadness. The winner is the loser, but people always say that Liu Bang is cunning and sinister. Sigh Xiang Yu's indecision and inferiority; What is still fresh in my memory is Xiang Yu's domineering attitude in those days. He committed suicide by the Wujiang River when he had a retreat, just because he was ashamed of his elders in Jiangdong. Wang Xiang smiled and said, "The sky is dead. What can I do?" Therefore, "life is a hero, and death is a hero." The life of the overlord is written as a legend page after page, which is memorable in the ink.

Did the depressed Zhenfei come by boat in the gentle caress of Luohe? Cao Zhi sighed: "She is gorgeous and elegant, quiet and carefree, and her language is gentle and charming. She became the goddess Luo, enjoying the quiet sea waves and staying away from the flashy leisure. Occasionally, she met her old friend and asked him to write a famous article. " Many people remember this absolute beauty, the god of waterinfo, which is free from dust. Life goes in a hurry, and its disappearance is always faster than expected, and it is even more imperceptible. Therefore, there are always people who want to challenge, to prove, and to "strive for fame before death", but it is a pity. So, now, I'm beginning to calm down and look around every time ―― don't say I'm short-sighted.

Look at the bride of Loulan, look at the overlord, and look at Zhen Fei. Life is always dying, but in this passage, life is eternal, until eternity, until immortality. Yes, life is a humble existence, not only for existence, but also for disappearance. No one knows what will happen if someone gestures. Who can tell us who will wave and not set off a storm in the next century?

So, please walk safely.

In the whole journey of life, there is only one destination-the destination. But who says that the end is not a new starting point, and who says that the end means the end of everything? It's not endless, but singing has a long history. Don't always rush to catch up with life, people who are exhausted can't have the beauty of life. Those who feel every mood in the process of life can reach eternity as soon as possible, because the process of life is more than time. Please try to make life infinitely rich in the process of shortening the distance. You can't catch it. At least, you can enrich it, enlarge your single life infinitely, and make it shine after you turn around and leave.