Parting is cherry blossom

Parting is cherry blossom

Peach Blossom Spring is warm first, and it is bright and beautiful. I wanted to go to Taohua village to enjoy the rosy spring of a tree at the foot of the Daqing Mountain, and to experience the taste of the face of peach flowers reflecting red. I was pulled into the car to the Quarry Park by accident, and I never thought that there would be. As soon as I entered the gate of the Quarry Park, there were trees, clusters, and a hug of new green, which was so bright that it was as bright as people’s eyes. Ironing the young leaves with admiring eyes, without wind and rain, without vicissitudes of life, so proud and natural exposure to the sun makes people think of the faces of young people who are not familiar with the world, looking around the world without fear makes people excited and delighted. Strolling along the tree-lined path, the river on the left murmuring and flowing. On the tall and straight sequoia trees, the birds cheered, and they enthusiastically returned the silent song of the winter to the spring; in the distance to the right is the verdant mountains of Caishiji, and nearby is a large green belt. The magnolia flowers full of trees can be seen everywhere, including white, red, red and white, and the breeze slowly brings flowers, the tourists were so drunk that their thoughts were flying and their steps were messy. Flowers in this world will never hide their fragrance, birds on this tree will never be stingy with their singing, how generous nature is and how directly it shows its beauty, never hide our own scenery. Compared with them, what can we do for human beings living at the top of the food chain? When I was dreaming about it, my eyes were suddenly open. The pink flowers of trees and trees broke into my eyes inexorably. The green smoke and red fog filled the foot of the mountain. The sudden warmth and romance suffocated me, moment there are clouds sense. I decided that this was cherry blossom. Although I had never seen it before, I felt the same as before. The cartoon I like most is Shinchan, this kid is too bad, too colorful! But we all like this shabby kid! Especially his voice and expression once imitated his voice to talk to his daughter, pressing his tongue back hard. His voice was thick and his mouth was skimming. It was very interesting. I remember that there was an episode when Xiaoxin’s family went to see cherry blossoms. His mother told him at home, and never make any noise when meeting acquaintances there, so that they could enjoy flowers and eat delicious food quietly. Their family got up early and finally found a place to settle down, but Xiaoxin saw his Nini and shouted excitedly. At that time, the picture of the animation was very beautiful. Under the blooming cherry blossoms, groups of people enjoying flowers sat under the trees, and the cherry blossoms fluttered down one after another. At that time, I thought, when I sat under the blooming cherry blossom tree like Xiao Xin, what a happy thing! I really didn’t expect that such a beautiful thing happened unexpectedly. I strolled around the tree in front of the flower unconsciously, and the broken sunshine squeezed in from the gap. The mottled tree shadow was cast on the grass, and occasionally there were a few petals dancing lightly, it slips leisurely, floating into the world of mortals so quietly, not waiting for someone to date, not looking back to see who, just walking into your heart, deep memory. Simply take off your leather shoes, sit in the mottled flower shadow, and listen to the light singing of a tree. Cherry blossoms bloom violently overnight, short and gorgeous. I came here when you were the most beautiful. There was no appointment, no waiting, no early arrival, no late arrival. There were some surprises and love that I met. I was convinced by her, captured by her and swallowed by her. There is a kind of beauty, which is not purely for recreation. She is not superficial in empty clothes, she is not a prettier, she is a kind of temperament and spirit revealed quietly in her bones, it is even more persistent! I will listen slowly and then listen… Looking at the time passing by quietly by my fingertips, I began to worry from the flowers one after another, worrying that you would leave without hesitation! Although I knew that you would drift in the wind with a beautiful posture and a bone erosion, I still couldn’t bear to see your separation! The wind chimes of the tower on the top of the Mountain sometimes disappear. It seems that I have heard the sound of farewell. Thinking of the first time I met you, you were also so fierce and brilliant. I almost lost myself and looked up at your character. I accidentally neglected myself and my nose was full of your smell, I was too lazy to vent my anger when I was suffocated to death… Such decadent songs are full of undercurrent in the bottom of my heart, which cannot be suppressed by myself. The song blows into the wind, the pink sweat is the rain, and finally you leave like cherry blossoms. In fact, you are passing by a scenery in my heart, and also a scenery in the heart of everyone. I imagine that everyone has the same feeling, just for appreciation, just for getting closer, just for understanding! At the moment we read the gorgeous fireworks, we also saw a clear spring in our hearts and a devout heart. It doesn’t care about the wind and the moon, but it’s about love, a song of swordsman feeling with three folds of Yangguan. Maybe it is only destined to meet, and only affectionate to leave. The grass is everywhere, and if you travel far away, you can boil the wine. 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