The sunshine was just like an hourglass pouring down quietly, which streamed down the young years. The Shadow of departing people was scattered into hazy, just like the wandering in spring, mixed with some slight sorrow. The unsorrowful girl has a custom first lover in her heart. She likes to have a date with her first lover in the quiet corridor at dusk. The breeze blew gently, with the faint fragrance of flowers touching the girl’s crimson face, turning the pages with fragrance on her knees comfortably, and the wind blew down a yellow bookmark, the fragrance of birds and flowers left by the ears. The words of Chinese Lili in the book, even without the horn of spring blowing, can also make us smell the smell of spring. Before the Dawn of spring, you took me to explore the spring together, stepping on the last wisp of residual sunshine at the end of winter, listening to the breeze knocking on the door of the window, breaking the fog in the garden in the morning. Hundreds of birds are fluttering, the green water is surging, the bright yellow flowers are flying with butterflies, and no one can see the new red leaves. This scene showed the elegance of early spring incisively and vividly. It was full of the incomplete and replacement of light sadness. The eyes were full of sky, but who could only sigh the warmth of the Spring River? Alas, chaotic beauty. Ding Dong, even the last dewter on the tip of the leaf also dripped into thousands of rays of light, without leaving a little warm picture, and the residual temperature was scattered into a mirage, leaving behind the disharmony between you and me walking side by side under the dusk, the shadow was pulled long and long. Fine grass breeze shore, dangerous boat alone at night. The blooming spring rain is like silk and thread, weaving a layer of white gauze to the heaven and earth, surrounded by endless confusion. The grass which first appeared on the bud tip was still a little pale yellow, which decorated the seclusion and rendered the boundless silence. The gentle wind blew through the quiet River, quietly blowing my heart, quietly taking away the wisp of quicksand at my fingertips, it only makes my heart feel faint pain, which implies pain for the warmth that is coming. I know it’s not snow, but dark fragrance. The faint fragrance makes every olfactory cell soft, from the tip of hair to the tip of toes, like bathing in the moisture of the breeze and Rising Sun, I really want to bury myself in the snow which has not been melted in spring. Surrounded by this sea of flowers, I never feel lonely. Under the light fragrance, people forget their sadness. As you said, we are all underage, and we don’t understand love. Even if the flowers bloom in the bright spring, the fruit is just green under the buds. Youth is always long or short. Sometimes it passes away like an arrow. Sometimes it flies by US casually. Sometimes it is like a thread, lingering in the flower-like years, lingering. In fact, in my world, youth is more like strips of pigment, which are filtered into beauty by life in the engine of time. Because of this, the spring scenery at this time always exudes a sense of reincarnation that has gone through the vicissitudes of the four seasons, and also always reveals a regret and yearning that has not been beautiful in the new year, but it always lingers, when I was hesitating, I was surprised to see the Epiphany and surprise of grass buds in early February. However, the fleeting time has passed away, and the wasted years always inevitably bring an unspeakable worry. Indulged in the warm spring breeze, we will begin to be afraid of the short-term, and the beautiful moments will disappear, after countless times of retention, it finally failed to keep the temperature overnight. The breeze gently blows the Earth, and under the sun, this spring morning is so quiet, so clear as if there is no trace of time passing by, but it just gives off incomparable beauty lightly. In this season of Xiaochun, our friendship encounters, like a daffodil that never fades. From sowing to germination, then from germination to flowering, we also meet each other, then know each other. The spring breeze is still faint with chill, a burst of shivering, and a warmth flows through my heart. Smiling lightly in the warmth of this season, the flower of our friendship shines brightly and warms my sight, it also touched my heart. When I fell asleep in spring, I didn’t realize it. Xiao Shifang sighed that the spring was already in the center, and the white snow in spring sighed: Who was the peach blossom red in spring?

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