Magnolia blossoms

When the Spring is warm and cold at first, when people have not completely changed their cotton-padded clothes and the winter jasmine is about to wither, magnolia flower will use its soft twigs and rusty buds to stand in the pavilion in March in early spring. I haven’t seen it for a few days. When you walk on the spacious Avenue again, you will find that big magnolia flower which has blossomed or is in bud, she is welcoming every passerby with her elegant fragrance. Those purple, white and yellow magnolia flowers, like cups, were swaying in the wind on both sides of the road, dotted with the Earth, becoming a beautiful scenery of the city. Occasionally, a few petals fell with the wind, it is like a flying reverie looking for the destination of the soul. I like Magnolia more because of its delicate but not bright light and charming but good fragrance, a petal, a fragrant fragrance and a wisp of affection. Every time I walked to the magnolia tree and saw its distinctive branches and big broad petals with the flower family, I couldn’t help thinking about it in my heart. In fact, no matter how hard life is, we will spend a day and a year like others. The scene of youth, ignorance and innocence like yesterday will always be fixed in the depth of our hearts. Picking a piece of petals in hand is like picking up the past years again. Facing the future, we once hesitated and hesitated. We don’t know what to do if we don’t know the world? We are distressed, anxious and indignant. We hope that there will be masters who can give us directions and let our dreams fly alone in the air. Looking up, I saw that Magnolia is still so firm, quiet and soft. I don’t know how many Rainy Nights, Magnolia is enjoying the baptism of rain quietly. Maybe in this way, it can wash away the fine dust from its blooming flowers, the scars on its roots, and return to its original pure smiling face and magnificent branches. The astringent rain flows through the heart and through the window lattice lingering in the neon night sky. I really want to comb myself quietly and review my life. Why do I often feel exhausted? Do you still achieve nothing until now? Seeing others’ success, I always blame myself for not being persistent and not working hard enough in my heart! Looking at the gloomy sky, my heart suddenly felt inexplicable helplessness and grief. Looking at the magnolia petals in my hands, I let my thoughts slide through my fingertips, just like a meteor passing across the sky, and the Flash suddenly drifted to the sky. How long is the road of life? How can we cherish the time? Magnolia blossoms and flowers thank you. At this time, it seems that I really understand myself. Therefore, on the page of magnolia petals, I wrote down hope, mood and future, the wings folded into the sea of hearts fly to the distance with the smiling faces of relatives, and greet every ordinary day with elegant posture and full spirit! Another year is the blooming season of magnolia. I am grateful, cherish,,,.

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