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Essay on life perception: the wind in Beijing

By chance, I was lucky enough to stay in the Imperial Capital Beijing for a period of time.

Beijing has many places of interest, such as the Forbidden City, the Summer Palace and the Temple of Heaven. There are all kinds of hutongs criss-crossing and extending in all directions. There are all kinds of colorful and mouth-watering foods, beautiful women with fashionable clothes and beautiful faces, well-known Chinese and western universities with profound knowledge, and towering and prosperous modern skyscrapers, which are enough to make people dazzle and linger. However, what really impressed me the most was? The wind in Beijing.

The wind in Beijing is passionate and unrestrained, just like the rough and bold character of men in the north, which comes suddenly and violently. I remember that when I first arrived in Beijing, I worked overtime very late. Just after I got out of the subway, a cold wind came on me, which caught people off guard and almost fell over. On the way to my residence, the cold wind was enough to blow over a man of a hundred pounds like me, which made me startled. I didn't expect the wind in Beijing to be so powerful. Since then, every day on the way to and from work, I will always be comforted by strong winds, blowing from head to toe, and slowly, I actually like this feeling of being ravaged by strong winds, but it is also hearty. I think this may be the most sincere and warm welcome and greeting from Beijing to a foreigner.

The wind in Beijing is vigorous, just like the character of Beijingers. It is clean, without any trace of dust, fog and haze. Occasionally, a few dry leaves are mixed, and it is screaming and screaming. The large strings hummed like rain, the small strings whispered like a secret, hummed, whispered-and then were intermingled, like a pouring of large and small pearls into a plate of jade? The momentum, the straight drive makes people stop breathing, cool their hearts, and make people enjoy themselves. No wonder people in Beijing carry them? Pig nose? , cotton hat and a pair of gloves, presumably to compete with the wind with these weapons.

I grew up in the northwest, and I think I have seen the true colors of the wind. The northwest wind blows at the turn of winter and spring and autumn and winter, and it is often accompanied by yellow sand and dust all over the sky, just like the poisonous fog released when Huang Paoguai was defeated and fled in the Journey to the West, which makes people look less than three miles, as if they had strayed into a mirage and covered in yellow sand. It is a gift from God and makes people take pains. Of course, if God is in a good mood, there will be a breeze on a foggy day, blowing away the smog and returning me to work. But in any case, the northwest wind is gentle and soothing, just like a kind old man stroking your face with his palm, warm and comfortable.

It's also the north and the wind. Why is there such a big difference? I don't understand!

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