Spring day, I once again after the village, no took a few steps, a gust of wind blown head on, mingled with the flowers, although a shares, but refreshing, heart faint for one of the great.
Follow the flowers, I lifted up his eyes, and looked, ah, is originally lawn jasmine opened. Nice bine! I couldn't help in the heart Shouting. From a distance, in bright sunlight, golden eyes. I am glad to stepped forward, fine fine ground appreciate: bine leaned on low fence, stood in the pale green lawn, that a green shoots crisscross the overlapping, fluffy compose on beautiful radian full of artistic bunches of golden small flower. The pure-white charming artful yellow, the body-it and drink, like a group of lovely child open mouth sweet small smiling; And like butterfly wings, thin, soft, in the brilliant sunshine, open so lovely, so is so tiny and pathetic, the wind light, like flying in the wind vulture only yellow butterfly; Also like a glittering trumpet in early spring, the green one after another plays on song.
Bine very simple, no peony riches and honour, no rose without the plum gorgeous, the elegant, no Chinese rose, go in the beautiful colors, often hersimply flower-shaped, not proud, are not delicate, no good growth environment, as long as a dirt, how much dew, can sprout, leaf flowering, can blossom beautiful fragrance. Bearing
Shops open, not only blossom is a kind of beautiful, more important is, jasmine or herald of spring, it will tell people: spring has come! Then, in an 85-million-dollar affectionate call, the spring breeze comes, gently, soft, warm; Spring rains come, thin and drink, murmuring; Spring has also opened, red, white, pink.
At this time, I stood before the jasmine, asing if is heard in nature, uproarious birds also see the thousand flowers bloom, a rosy spring coming towards us.
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