Bold prediction, so the parent-child photos taken are highly praised in the circle of friends.

Recently, I was amazed by a wonderful set of photos.

In the photos, there are afterglow of sunset, mysterious moonlight, empty nebulae, temperature and poetry.

People who have seen his works find it interesting and warm.

l？ N's creation originated from a night on 20 17. When he looked up from the boring paper, a different full moon suddenly jumped into his eyes outside the window.

Just because I watched too much, the "Moon Rose" was born.

After that, the idea quickly caught fire and was imitated by many people.

From then on, at dusk, l? N Ruan will leave home, go to the horizon and ask about the scenery.

God is not stingy and shows his beauty without reservation:

In the glow of the sky, the clouds show a playful gesture, and everyone you meet will be surprised.

Sometimes I will be naughty and play different tricks.

Sometimes the way you fly into the sky makes people laugh.

The moon does not show weakness, and strives to bloom its unique charm.

You see, it blinked naughtily, deformed and ran into your palm.

I believe that playing hide and seek, a hundred dolls are no match for it.

Even the ice cream is so vivid that I really want someone to take a bite.

As soon as I shook my head, my thoughts swung open and the dandelion in my hand was blown away by the wind. Petals are whimsically looking for a new home.

Our thoughts also drift far away with these dandelions scattered by the wind. ...

We seem to read our own story in the photos and see the road we have traveled.

When I was a child, there was Aladdin's magic lamp in our world, where the most mysterious power in the world was hidden.

There is a paper plane, carrying our dreams. We always hope it can fly higher and farther.

And mother's care and love. Every evening, we always reluctantly bid farewell to the clouds in the sky in her call.

Wang Weiyou wrote in a poem: "The sunset is at the ferry, and the midnight snack smoke rises from the house." Smoke in the distance is the direction of home.

When we grow up, we take a dream hot air balloon and come to a strange city, farther and farther away from home.

After settling in a different place, my childhood home has become a distant miss, and the land under my feet has become a more and more familiar home.

Our role is also full, not only a daughter, but also a good wife and mother.

Instead of rushing home with the smell of smoke and rice, we prepared a table of food and waited for Xiong Haizi to come home.

l？ N said that he always starts from thinking about things in daily life, waits for the sunset, captures the moment when the horizon is in harmony with the surrounding things, and promotes a wonderful combination.

Isn't every mother reaping the joy of life again and again in waiting again and again?

Pregnant in October, we break our hands and count the days every day, waiting for the arrival of new life.

During the feTAl movement of ta, we tap and hum, waiting for ta's response;

After TA was born, wait for TA to call the first "mom" and take the first step;

When TA was young, I waited for TA to learn to solve the first math problem and reveal the little secret hidden in our hearts for the first time. ...

When TA grows up, wait for TA to travel alone for the first time and run away.

When TA leaves, we will stand at the door and tell ta to go their own way bravely, but home will always be their strong backing, just as our parents told us.

In these photos, we went back to the past and found our original love for life.

I also look forward to the future, seeing full expectations, but also mixed with some disappointment and anxiety.

However, no matter how time and space change, no matter where we are, there will be a sentence in our hearts.

That is-home.

Shen Congwen once said: "Every plant and tree in my hometown, every animal in my life, wind and rain are the background color of our life.

The river we have drunk and the sunset we have seen will accompany us all our lives. That is the starting point of our awakening and the driving force of our efforts. "

Yes, home is the source of our strength.

As long as the lights at home are always on behind us, we will not be lonely and confused, and we will always move forward bravely.

At the beginning of the new year, share this group of photos with everyone-

May they light up your love for life;

May our life be as beautiful and colorful as theirs.

Ma Chuan, talk about it.

My study is reconstructed from a balcony, and it is hot in Leng Xia in winter. But there is one advantage. When the weather is fine, you can see the park in front, the National Grand Theatre in the distance, the White Pagoda in Beihai Park, the Wanchun Pavilion in Jingshan Park and so on.

During the isolation, observing the outside world became the observation point for me and my children. The first time I saw the empty park and the empty ring road, the whole city seemed to suddenly press the static button. We are usually very busy, and finally have time to take Dabao and Bauer to lie on the windowsill looking for flying pigeons and enjoy the quiet city in the shadow of sunrise and sunset. Slowly, there are more people walking in the park, more cars running on the road, and the city is lively again. The noise and interference we complained about before turned out to be the most precious fireworks in our hearts.

Therefore, the beauty of the world lies in how we find her.

I secretly filmed my children for four years and finally became a Miyazaki Hayao movie. The Japanese father is urged by 60,000 people every day.