Adventure

The Green Back
In September 2021, an ancient and precious bird flew into the venue of the 14th National Games, and it was the mascot of the Games, the ibis. The return of the "jewel of the Orient" ibis has opened a new era of ecological civilization in Ziwu Ling.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The spring in Baiyangdian
If you do not sit in a boat, you can hardly feel the flow of the lake. The lake reflects the sky and clouds, and the sky looks like a mirror.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The red on my fingertips
The dried quilt tops have a faint smell of soap powder. I hold this end, my mother tugged that end, pulling a good frame, two people gently loose a bent bridge, and then a straight; a hand and a pull, dragged over, sent over, leaning forward and backward, shaking out the appearance of pulling a big saw, laughing can not hold the arch itch out. Once you laugh, the rhythm is greatly disrupted, your hands and arms become soft as noodles, the bottom of your feet have no roots, and your body is light and fluffy. The hand that clutches the quilt is so soft that it has no strength, and with a crash, it breaks away from the head, and the quilt's small flowers instantly roam the ground. I had to try to use my strength, otherwise, I would have been swindled to the ground. The mother seems to be angry and strange: hold on, don't laugh! The more serious you pretend to be, the more you can't help but burst into laughter. If you are tugging on the quilt with your sister, for a while, you will be tug of war with a red face and neck, and for a while, you will be like two chicks fighting over an earthworm, and when you make a bad move, you will not be able to tell who will be swindled. The clouds were laughing, the wind was laughing, the birds were laughing, and we were laughing so hard that we couldn't stand up, and the tears in our eyes were trickling down without invitation. The hens holding the eggs were infected and fluttered to our heels, clucking and laughing, and the pigs were humming in their pens picking up the leftover laughter.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The fragrance of those time
After the summer, autumn is justified. The sound of cicadas is a bit hoarse, and the flowers in the depths of the greenery that are holding out for summer are getting shy. The sunlight falling on the ginkgoes is like broken gold, revealing a charming and gentle light. The fine continuous wind stirred the intoxicating fragrance of cinnamon flowers that were hidden outside the window in a bright and peaceful manner.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The fragrance of my hometown
The people open the door "seven things", wood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. Welcome a wisp of mountain wind, boil a pot of hot tea, carefully tasting a bite, how pleasant it is.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The red pear garden
In Yunnan, the flowering season seems to come early, just after the Chinese New Year, people have the urge to enjoy the flowers.
By SondJam4 years ago in Fiction
The Last Cowboy
The forest was wild and untamed, and the silence of the children, who hide amongst them, hung in the air as they waited. A sound came, the crack of a branch, the rustle of leaves as someone took flight from the underbrush.
By Alyssa Cormier4 years ago in Fiction
Return to The Dynasty
March, the spring breeze like shear, blowing the green shore of the south. Last night's fine rain was like weaving, early in the morning the rain stopped, the verdant green willows and poplars are still shrouded in dense vapor.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
Space-Time Ring Chain
The wind, a light breeze, seemed to want to blow away all the heat; unfortunately, its power was so small that it not only failed to take away the heat, but also added to the stuffiness. It was the hottest time of the summer, the time when students were on vacation, but the time when a strange school opened. Panjiva, a school located on a man-made island on the seashore, literally floating on the surface of the sea, the only city connected to it is called Xiongcheng, and many people only know these points, and then fail to reveal its more mysterious side.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
The Barbarian Rising
Heavy rain, lightning constantly across the sky, several figures in the heavy rain trudging through the jungle with difficulty.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
Inferno Hellkiller
In the vast and boundless universe, after death, all souls enter the underworld. The Underworld is vast and almost boundless, but there are limits. The god of the underworld is very depressed this time, the ghosts in the underworld has become unbearable, almost everywhere there are all kinds of ghosts. As the master of the underworld, the god of the underworld is also worried about this, he was worried, he suddenly sensed a strange change in the underworld, and was shocked to find that the gates of hell had opened, countless hellish evil spirits swarmed into the underworld.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction
The Chinese Jade
"Soul Regent Cone!" The grim-faced old Taoist stood on the steps in front of the main hall of the Long Pine View, holding a peculiarly shaped conical magic weapon and pointing it at a woman in white not far in front of him.
By dawjackson4 years ago in Fiction