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| This spring, has not been how to lead, suddenly began to summer. Mom said it was nine o 'clock this evening. Summer is beginning! So fast!" I should be. Spring, as if in a trance of a few days, flowers opened, summer hurried to the feet. The feeling just took off the thin cotton clothes, a spring robe has not yet the upper body, the beginning of the summer clothes. In may, the campus rose just opened, the hot summer came to report. In June, get dressed up. On May Day, the clothes on people's bodies have been worn in disorder. You see, streets and alleys, winter's thin down jacket, spring and autumn's long windbreaker, summer's thin skirt and short sleeves, all rushed into the street. 'Beijing has no spring and autumn,' he said. No, no, no spring, no flowers. Without autumn, how could the leaves turn yellow and red? Beijing has four distinct seasons. This spring, however Serviced apartment Central, has grown feet and is running too fast. "I retorted. In the spring, I was plagued by illness and had a high fever for seven days. Interestingly, the more I burned, the more sober I became. Get busy and fight like a chicken. The burning body burned itself, as if it had nothing to do with me. The fever went away, and my stomach was busy, and my stomach, which had not been seen for years, began to invade my body again. After illness. I fell in love with my family, and suddenly I was less interested in spring flowers. It's a strange phenomenon for a person who travels a lot. I'm more affectionate to the cabin I live in than when I moved in. Weekend, small holiday of, live in the home to do housework, cook a mother, listen to music, read a book, afternoon beautiful ground napping for a while -- very moist little day. What is happiness? I suddenly had a new understanding of happiness -- sleep. Sleep like a cat in the sun. What a simple joy. I'm thankful for the sickness of spring. I can't feel the happiness of sleep without it. Friend is a insomnia patient, rely on sleeping pills hypnosis, ran a few hospitals, took a lot of medicine, spent a lot of money, did not improve. 'we're travelling and sleeping together,' she said. I sent her WeChat and told her, "honey, my happiness now is to take a good nap on my day off." After sleep, in my dream, I can see the vast sea, the boundless wheat field and the mountains covered with flowers In spring, I travel in my dreams. Life is beautiful, o man, and dreams are beautiful serviced apartments hong kong. Looking at the circle of friends who are happy to go to the flowers, I can not sit around. Look at you, I have been chasing after spring. This spring is not far away. I enjoy spring at home. As the spring wind blew, the flowers in the garden began to blossom. I walked by the flowers, stopped for a moment, looked at them, smiled at one, and walked carelessly. My heart filled with a few similar spring, can not hold, really can not hold. What can be installed is the privet under the building wall. When spring came, the girl's pale green, green ribbon around the building, green really brilliant. I see her in the morning light, I see her in the rain, I see her in the rain, I see her in the rain, I see her in the rain. Also look at the locust tree. The locust tree is not good, I always call them purple locust flowers. There are many locust trees in the garden. White locust flowers are not much, compared with purple locust flowers, I like the color of purple locust. Strings of purple build in the green leaves, below the purple locust flowers feel beautiful, upstairs like a purple sea Aqua Peel, more beautiful. In the morning wind, I went downstairs with a basket of flowers to cut some purple locust flowers. Locust flowers do not smell, at least, I did not smell its fragrance, I do not know when the night is quiet it will be filled with fragrance. But it doesn't affect my love for it. I photographed the purple locust flowers in the wind with soothing music. A beautiful note on the leaves, flowers on the jump. It's really beautiful! In the wind, its leaves quiver, its bud shakes, it says hello and smiles to me. A basket of purple locust flowers in the home tea table. When drinking tea, look at the purple locust flowers, in the sofa nap, open the eyes of the moment, into the eyes full of purple flowers. Air a bunch of roses. In a week's time, they were dry and the leaves were dry. Put it carefully in the clay pot. Dried flowers are suitable for pottery. Compared with flowers, dry flowers have been put for a long time, more texture, more vicissitudes of life, more calm, is able to enter the oil painting. |
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