Because I am northerners, I always miss the fairy tale world of snow and red plum. I have said goodbye to my hometown for many years, and now even in my dream, I miss the snow flying all over the sky! I know, I am love it so much! Maybe in this long world of mortals, only it is my coldest warmth! I still remember the dusk at the beginning of the bright lights. Under the soft light, a dusty world of colored glaze was reflected. wei ruo Liuxu because of the wind! The door is rolled in the snow! On the soft eaves, among the loving branches, in the silent Alley, the only thing that could be heard was the rustle of snow! Every flying snowflake is like a white hyacinth which is open all over the sky. In the roaring north wind, singing and dancing, I came nine days away and hurried to a flower festival! From the sky to the world, just to make your own little heart, try your best to make the most beautiful flower for the world! The moment is already a prosperous tree! It is so gentle and lingering! And this moment, in my heart, will become forever! Finally, I have been away for too long, and the memory of snow for a long time is just the last time in the world to say goodbye to my mother! It was also a snowy dusk. In the roaring cold wind, my mother smiled and said to me, “Don’t worry too much about her! When I gradually went away and looked back, I vaguely saw that she was already full of snowflakes! My mother never saw the snow in the next year, so I love the snowflakes in the colored glaze world more! Mom! Sorry! You know that the snow all over the sky is full of tears on my face!

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(1) it was dark on Thursday and Monday, and the whole house seemed to cast a black net. The home in front of me became vague. The power went out. Outside the house came a cry from the neighbor’s child. (2) there was a loud sound of water from the iron pan on the stove. I wonder if the water boils? I uncovered the lid of the pot, lowered my head and looked intently, only to see a dark circle. I couldn’t tell the water level clearly and whether the clear water was boiling. At The 06:15 P.M. of the winter in the north, the night had fallen and the outside was dark. After dinner, my eldest son had to go to night lessons, but the electricity was out at this time. (3) The husband outside the house walked into the house, looking for a flashlight. Put the flashlight on the table and do things rigorously. The angry husband blames harshly while looking for it. At this critical moment, the flashlight couldn’t be found for a while, and my husband didn’t know how much strange it would be. I turned around hurriedly, looking for the flashlight in the dim light. Suddenly a golden beam of light was shining in my husband’s hand, and the flashlight was found. I felt relieved and felt lucky that there was no rush that I shouldn’t have. The eldest son who was doing homework in the north room ran over to leave the flashlight and continued his homework with a flashlight. As a freshman, I did a lot of homework every day, and it was almost ten o’clock in the evening. Looking at the thin and big boy, he was so busy all day long, which really made me feel distressed. (4) my husband went to the southern department store to buy candles. I uncovered the lid of the pot, but still couldn’t tell whether the water was opened. Listening to the sound of water is not like the sound of boiling water. I paced up and down on the ground, listening to the noise outside the door. After a while, my husband came back, lit a candle and placed it high on the cupboard. With the faint candlelight, it was enough to distinguish objects. Seeing the water in the pot, I began to busy packing up the food. (5) my husband stood on the ground, looking around the room, and unexpectedly gave birth to infinite tender feelings: when we were young, we often used oil lamps, which was also romantic. I looked up and glanced at the candlelight in a hazy and busy way. A bean of orange flame emitted soft shimmer, which seemed to be covered with gauze. In a flash, I saw the child standing beside the dining table in the center of the room, staring at the candlelight. At this time, I was too busy to enjoy the candlelight and play the graceful heart song. Just want to get dinner ready, let son ate to late on. (6) suddenly, the light came, and the house was bright and clear. My husband helped me continue to press the noodles that were not pressed properly. I cooked. Soon, the meal was ready. The family of four sat around the table, finished their meal under the bright light, and then did their own things. My eldest son went to study at night, my husband washed dishes, and I tutored the children to do homework. I don’t know whether this ordinary daily life contains a romantic sentiment. (7) modern people pay more and more attention to romantic life. If we turn off the lights and light the candlelight when the whole family have dinner on weekends; Then put on a soothing light music and taste the delicious food slowly. What a romantic and leisurely dinner it should be. (8) I was in a hurry to cook, but there was no electricity. By the dim candlelight, I was in a hurry to cook. The inconvenience at that time was only known to those who were in a hurry to cook. But everything became the past, and the scene in the dilemma at that time became a beautiful scenery that was still fresh in my memory: the fire inside the house was booming, and the water vapor on the small iron pan on the stove was dense, the flickering candlelight lit up the whole house on the cupboard high, and the interior of the house seemed to be covered with soft gauze curtains. The host stared at the candlelight gently, glancing at the whole room; A bean candlelight flickered in the pure eyes of the child, with delightful reverie, standing at the dining table until the mother called softly: it’s time for dinner. It seemed to wake up suddenly and look back; Under the dim candlelight, the hostess concentrated on cooking. The quiet aftertaste seems to be accompanied by a movie showing, and a soothing music flows out of my heart. A romance, a warmth and a touch were born several minutes after the power outage. It becomes an eternal picture in memory and a spiritual delicacy. (9) romantic life is not in deliberate pursuit, sometimes comes occasionally, even with a little unhappiness and trouble, which requires romantic heart to catch and arrest frequently. Written in a diary on November 12, 2013.

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Cactus has blossomed, come and see! I am happy to say to my family. As soon as I got up, I saw two white flowers blooming in the basin of cactus on the windowsill, squeezing out the security window and stretching to the square arbitrarily, as if to show my beauty to others; another example is two white horns, which bloom in the morning wind. It should be the year before last, after a new computer was added to my family, my friend gave this basin of cactus to my wife, saying that it could not only nourish my eyes, but also prevent radiation. To be honest, I am didn’t pay much attention to the interest of life, and his wife was not much better, so he put it on the windowsill in the North soon. Because they were busy with their own things at ordinary times, they basically didn’t take care of them, let alone watering them carefully and loosening the soil. In addition to the lack of sunshine and rain, they were always only big fists, and it is sick, just like an old man who is very old. Previously, when my wife was cleaning, she was ready to deal with it. Everyone didn’t care about it, or lost it; It would be someone else’s intention to raise it again, I stopped and moved it to the south windowsill; My home is facing north and south, and the sunshine in the South is relatively sufficient; Moreover, there is no rain shelter in the South windowsill, and there is plenty of sunshine in sunny days, in rainy days, you can drink sweet rain Dew more; Soon, the cactus has obvious changes and starts to turn green; Especially after we irrigate it with rice washing water, we can see more signs of life. Almost half a month ago, when my daughter came back from school, she found two fluffy tips growing on the side. The Cactus was alive and new balls were coming again. My daughter said happily. These days, the two hair tips can be said to be flying, almost the same day, and basically can be seen as flower bones. Leaves are like palms, green and gray all the year round; The essence turns into Sharp Sword, and the hot summer is proud of the sun. There is no competition for a hundred days of beauty, but only the fragrance of epiphyllum; The iron bone is strong, and the skin is full of fragrance. This is the poet’s description; To be honest, I am awe this artistic conception; Moreover, I feel that life has feelings, even if it is just a grass and a flower, as long as we treat each other sincerely, we can connect our minds and show the beauty of life. Through this, I also gained something. My daughter said, at least I understood the meaning of working hard and gaining something. Flowers south window, flower jiao ran

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