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As I Walked Through the Forest
My favourite form of exercise is walking through the woods early each morning, just before the sunrise. As the dark turns to light, I become aware of many sights and sounds. Birds are singing their beautiful songs, welcoming the azure dawn. The grass is bathed in sparkling dew. I dodge the turf to avoid the ooze and oil on the damp earth, and allow nature to renew itself. The yellow sun washes over me quietly. Each breath fills my lungs with crisp morning air. A soft breeze caresses my cheeks and ears. Rabbits and squirrels venture out with zeal, in search of breakfast, their paws darting up tree trunks. They camouflage well, behind the leaves. By eight o’clock, as the orange hue of the sun blazes far on the horizon, I pull my weary legs through the last lap. As I make my way towards home, the sun rises in the sky and makes shadows on the cool ground. Each time I finish my morning walk, as I recall the pure joy and ecstasy of forging along the pathway, I make a decision to do it again the next day.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net
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As I Walked Through the Forest
My favourite form of exercise is walking through the woods early each morning, just before the sunrise. As the dark turns to light, I become aware of many sights and sounds. Birds are singing their beautiful songs, welcoming the azure dawn. The grass is bathed in sparkling dew. I dodge the turf to avoid the ooze and oil on the damp earth, and allow nature to renew itself. The yellow sun washes over me quietly. Each breath fills my lungs with crisp morning air. A soft breeze caresses my cheeks and ears. Rabbits and squirrels venture out with zeal, in search of breakfast, their paws darting up tree trunks. They camouflage well, behind the leaves. By eight o’clock, as the orange hue of the sun blazes far on the horizon, I pull my weary legs through the last lap. As I make my way towards home, the sun rises in the sky and makes shadows on the cool ground. Each time I finish my morning walk, as I recall the pure joy and ecstasy of forging along the pathway, I make a decision to do it again the next day.更多精彩文章及讨论,请光临枫下论坛 rolia.net