Flowers in spring
I have never seen cherry blossoms. Cherry blossoms are just a kind of flowers in spring. The five petals of pink flowers are covered by the whole green shade, and the original green color is gone, so pink symbolizes the breath of spring. Cherry blossoms are white, too. Really like Aoxuehongmei, but tough and pretty, a warm red, a fresh fragrance, a blood drop in winter and the will of snow. Cherry blossoms are brilliant and charming, warm red, pleasant fragrance, the heart of spring, the messenger of spring, which is exotic. I don't know why, this kind of spring flower, which grows in a foreign country, always makes me drool and miss it. Maybe I like cherry blossoms and this pure pink. Like heart-shaped petals, it seems to be a symbol of happiness. There is no strong fiery red, just a holy light pink. Ordinary, do not need to be rich and gorgeous, beautiful, only pursue the purity of the soul, this is her true meaning, and I am also pursuing to find a pure land that belongs only to me. The pink color of cherry blossoms renders the sky, bathes in this warm spring and revels in this happy fragrance. ...
Listen, the sound of cherry blossoms blooming. ...
Yu Xia
You always appear when I am loneliest, which dilutes the sulking of this summer and purifies my inner boredom and distractions. You always bring me cool. This fresh feeling is my favorite in summer. Summer rain is falling, like a needle and thread, pulling my heart and weaving my thoughts; Are you singing? "Meeting is a song …" This is what you once said to me. The voice lingering in my mind, faint, familiar, faint, faint, is a soft language, a faint feeling. I like Yu Xia, a silent confidant; She is always singing, which makes me no longer lonely. In summer, I don't need more warmth, I just need a quiet rainy day, which is the greatest comfort in my loneliness and the dew on my soul.
Summer rain, lingering summer rain, haunts my heart. The intermittent Yu Ning forms a winding river, flowing in the distance, leaving me with endless nostalgia. ...
school holiday in autumn
Autumn wind blows and autumn leaves rustle. The green leaves turn yellow and float slowly in the cool breeze. Picking up a fallen leaf, this golden autumn leaf makes me so nostalgic. Autumn leaves, are you crying? The old trees rustled like the old land, and the autumn leaves drifted away, occupying my sight. A faint yearning came to my mind and gradually reminded me of my thoughts. How many autumn leaves fall slowly, like bookmarks, sandwiched in my memory. Life is like a book, and autumn leaves are like fragments of memory, which can be fresh, unforgettable or fleeting. I keep picking up the autumn leaves immersed in the soil, only hoping to cherish them and collect them in the pages of my life. The tree of memory has faded in this cool season, and at one end of the branch, it is full of fruits I miss. How many memories are deeply imprinted in my heart, and how many thoughts are permanently recorded in the books of life. Every autumn leaf represents my every wish. For a long time, I opened the book and savored the story of time. ...
Autumn wind tells me: "Life is as beautiful as summer flowers, and death is as beautiful as autumn leaves."
Winter snow
I have never seen snow with my own eyes. Snow, the spirit of winter, you dance in winter, and you cast a radiant ice sculpture. Winter in the north is a glittering and translucent world, and the snow in winter stretches across Wan Li, which makes me amazed. This ice city full of artistic light, this crystal clear northern world, is a masterpiece of winter snow scene. Winter after winter, they danced and created a snow-white happy world. Winter is white and pure. I have been looking forward to going there one day, throwing myself into the arms of winter, wandering in the world of ice and snow, and laughing with the snow elves in winter.
Put a snowball in your mouth and taste the faint warmth of winter ... the diffuse winter snow. ...
Spent year after year, how many seasons. Four seasons, beautiful and wonderful four seasons. I love charming spring flowers, exquisite summer rain, beautiful autumn leaves and lovely winter snow.
This is the four seasons that only belong to my heart. I only hope that I can keep the same smile all the time in these four seasons. ...