Spring breeze rose
In a flash between almost. Spring from my eyes rather than erratic, we don't have enough time to contact, it was unaware of lost in the spring through the footprints in, wait for next season I arm up.
Remember that period of time, or the chill, I inadvertently found yellow Liu ya, bits and pieces, the spring has been incorporated into the slender willow, spring comes all of a sudden, swift, the my body winter driving without a trace, I held a wicker, carefully carefully identify the whilom friends, after an absence of reunion, a familiar warmth and coziness, wind gradually soothing, gentle, she put Earth Mei to Xinjing sway, the green shop to start.
This is my impression of early spring. The road for walking, ripe, also got tired, changes in mood to attend around, only know that quiet walk own road, heart rather quiet time, I remembered to roadside Liu Yin sitting for a while, no not by some vulgarian, Chenshi disturbed mood, in the face of life, we are only a load of camels.
Today's dusk, to the late, the round red sun is in the mountains in the distance between hanging, tree covered with golden afterglow. Unconsciously, only to find that, those yellow Liu Ya not anymore, willow has lush, Mimizaza the, in the sunset, woven into a dense network, surrounded me, water plump up, wind in a hurry, water wave stack wave, light and shadow broken into pieces, summer, the arrival of the, reminds me of a glowworm, flicker, blurred, as the distant stars.
The sun hides, the month is not rising, a world of dark. Liu down the gravel road walking is very comfortable, I hand comb the wicker, want to bring back a sense of touch of spring, Liu ya, Ruyan son, familiar and unfamiliar, I call the spring, I carefully to find, but spring, go, throw me in her footsteps, by night stepped into a grain of sand.
Tomorrow temperature 20.
The spring breeze flies over the rose, and flies over the last flower of the spring.
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