I couldn't help but stop writing a composition at Wisteria Falls 1.
Standing and staring, a breeze blew, and far away, a large piece of white jumped in the wind. Yes.-gardenia. That hillside is like a Chinese painting with only white rendering and no ink lines, leaving a valley gently and flowing to my heart. On the white hillside, dotted with little green, swaying like a never-ending river.
Nobody appreciates it in this quiet place. They bloom so vigorously, flowers are next to flowers, lively and lovely but dignified and elegant.
"I have blossomed." They whispered.
"I am growing." They whispered softly.
Sniffing the snow-white fragrance, slowly approaching, bending down and looking at the white fairy carefully. Flowers bloom one after another, and the white petals stretch out, which seems a little shy. This petal is like finely carved jade, and it is as clean and elegant as white clouds floating in the sky. White and glittering and translucent, without any pollution. The outermost petals still have the green color of calyx, as if this Snow White was finally squeezed out of that green, timid and lovable. I dare not breathe, for fear of disturbing its good dream. Close your eyes, the fragrance of the earth in the air is mixed with fragrance, and there is an illusory white, which feels that everything in the world is still. Gardenia leaves are small but powerful, and dark green reveals stability. Quiet green sets off pure white, free and carefree.
This gardenia blooms on the hillside of the country, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. No one appreciates it, but it just blooms silently. With a sincere heart, strive to grow and blossom, always on that hillside and in that white.
Everyone should be like gardenia, regardless of other people's eyes, love life, live seriously, and keep true to give their best.
In this snow-white brilliance and snow-white fragrance, I unconsciously accelerated my pace.
I can't help but stop in a hurry, stare, revel and raise my mouth.
Through the window, I can also feel the unique charm of the sky. Clear sky blue; Lively pale yellow; Fantastic lavender merged into a colorful galaxy. I have seen clever stars in the night sky, and I have heard about the mysteries of the universe in books. But I've never seen such a unique galaxy. Flowers are tall and straight, buds are dense, and countless stars bloom. Stars are everywhere, and the breeze will make the galaxy move. They are small, but they get together and hug each other.
"We grew up together." They are laughing.
"Let's bloom together." They are noisy.
Every flower is a little girl in a white skirt, plain and light, but walking gracefully, even the faint fragrance is simple. When Xia Feng blows, delicate petals fly. I touched it carefully and it was lovely. The stars are so beautiful! Disturbances come and go, and it sits gracefully and quietly, with a faint smile. This smile makes me intoxicated and I can't help it. Reminds me of the past. ...
In the past, it was just an unknown supporting role, with a few lonely branches inserted in the bouquet as a foil for other "aristocratic families". Scattered and unknown, it is always invisible to people or always abandoned, but don't forget your initiative to bloom your own beauty. I once thought with regret, is life all over the sky only worth being a supporting role?
I think the answer has already appeared. For so long, it still sticks to its simple and elegant purity and becomes the most valuable "supporting role". Flowers are like people. Even if they are not noticed, they will try to shine. Don't forget that your active thinking will eventually merge into a galaxy and shine in the universe. Flowers that have always been noble and pure are continuing to work hard and shine towards the Milky Way.
In the bright galaxy and plain sparks, I will speed up my steps and go further and further.
I was fascinated by the cherry blossoms on the roadside and couldn't help but stop.
Quietly looking at the faint red buds, reddish petals and pink stamens of the tree, like brocade in the air, like a bride in full dress, and like a girl dancing on the ballet stage, exudes infinite charm. The spring wind blows gently, and the petals of cherry blossoms fall on the shoulders and heads of the flower watchers like flying snowflakes, and the grass among the trees is covered with petals. Cherry blossoms are pink, not rich in color, not full in shape, and have a fresh and simple, elegant and good charm. When cherry blossoms are in full bloom, they compete with each other, just like a pink veil gently covering the crown of the tree. Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, attracting many people who enjoy the flowers. They smiled and admired the cherry blossoms on the tree and the surrounding spring scenery.
I seem to prefer the cherry blossom season to the cherry blossom season. Cherry blossoms have a short flowering period and the branches have just opened. These flowers are lovely, but they fall like snow in the blink of an eye. Without hesitation, one by one fell from the tree and fell to the ground. She did have a vigorous opening, and in her short bloom, I saw her enthusiasm and unrestrained. She is so pure and elegant, red as rouge and white as snow. In such a short time, she dedicated all her beauty to those who loved her. How can such a beautiful scene not make people feel uncomfortable? How many people were intoxicated by it in ancient times. Through the bright rain curtain, I watched the cherry blossoms floating in the rain with the wind, and as the rain fell to the ground, they splashed transparent water. Cherry blossoms fall in that serene, quiet and carefree mood.
Cherry blossoms are in full bloom, so beautiful, and so pure and noble when they fall. Flowers bloom and fall like a hundred flavors of life. People should also show their beauty like cherry blossoms when they are in full bloom and be as clean as cherry blossoms when they fall.
I can't help speeding up my steps.