Walking on the edge of the busy traffic, stepping on the bumpy steps, listening to the sound of bells in the distance, looking at the winding Dragonfly River, and admiring the bustling city in front of you, it doesn't feel like you are immersed in the scene, but like you are admiring a beautiful picture.
Lonely Xiangzhang River, Lonely Hashi River, Lonely Qingqing River, Lonely Dragonfly River, I have been changing and hesitating, and I have never found the most satisfactory name. Later, I decided to name it after the cute little one I often saw by the river when I was a child - Lonely Dragonfly River.
The Lonely Dragonfly River is named Dragonfly River not because the river is called Dragonfly River, but because the river was once rich in cute little insects. It has a nice name called Dragonfly. I like the way dragonfly flaps its wings and flies, and I also like the name Dragonfly, so I will call this river Dragonfly River for the time being.
Whenever summer comes, swarms of dragonflies fly in the reeds across from where I live, and sometimes they fly into the small yard to sing and dance. Although I can't hear their singing, I like their free flying posture, which is a yearning for a free life.
Dragonfly River is not just a river of dragonflies flying all over the sky. Although this city is not very big, it has left me with too many memories. The memories of Dragonfly River and the memories of Dragonfly. Let's call this city Dragonfly City for the time being.