They say women are like flowers. I've seen all the flowers bloom and fall. In my eyes, there is no more beautiful flower in this world than a woman's smiling face. Not every woman has a beautiful face, but every woman can have a happy heart and a smiling face.
The woman who came from March, like a blooming rose, gently played the most beautiful hymn in the world. Spring awakens the hope of flying on the earth, as bright as spring breeze and as bright as sunshine. The woman who came from March, with the charm of women, quietly bloomed from the strong will honed by ice and snow; With the moist and warm nature of the spring breeze, we can accumulate strength from the tough bones and muscles cast by the storm.
Yes, spring is a kind of power, which makes the heat of coal glow in constant cultivation and improvement; Yes, spring is a kind of power, which makes the water source flow with charming fragrance between the rhythm of labor and life. This is one of the warmest and most unusual moments in countless spring mornings; We held our breath and sang loudly with the medal of selfless dedication given by years.
This is one of the most lyrical and beautiful moments in countless beautiful spring days. You can dance your heart lightly with Sophora japonica as charming snowflakes and let your youth fly proudly. We walked leisurely from March, making the breeze jealous of our peach-faced appearance; Just like in the rose garden. Although delicate and fragrant, I can vaguely hear sonorous words and passionate laughter. Look, this is a beautiful city, we are the most beautiful women's flowers; Look, this is March, holding out the wisdom as calm as water with both hands and becoming a Wang Yang.