When we drove all the way to the Cherry ditch in Xixiang district, we knew that the cherry ditch was not a cherry ditch, but a cherry tree full of slopes and ridges. The trees were full of white flowers, and the flowers were soft, A few weaker flower buds are extracted from the center of the silk-like petals. Close-up, is a tree tree vied with small white flowers, overlooking is a sea of flowers. It could be regarded as a special interest to go hiking on. Men left the beautiful scenery in their eyes, walked and looked around, kept looking left and right, and commented on the situation with their mouths. The women left their beautiful images in the beautiful pictures and put on various postures to let their companions raise the camera or mobile phone in their hands to keep the photos for themselves. In the sea of flowers, white petals fell from the Crown one after another when the spring breeze blew. This scene made me think of Daiyu burial flowers. This is a spring outing, and it is not suitable to think of a sad scene, so I moved my mind to the Cherry ditch in front of me, thinking that in two months, this white flower will turn into a red fruit, like agate, bright, what exciting and exciting bright color it should be at that time! This red cherry is full of hills.

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Looking at this bottle of soda, there was ice at the bottom of the soda. With light colors, I can’t see its essence. After blowing a breath, the surface of the silent glittering water quietly gave in, disappeared without a trace, let me see a part of the truth. However, as soon as I stopped working hard, the water drops climbed around the ice again, blurring my eyes, a little false, a little worried, and a little helpless. It always needs to blow hard to look at me obediently and beautifully. If you put it aside, let it choose freely and breathe freely. Soon, it will confuse my sight and disturb my thinking. Thinking helplessly, what can we do to keep it real, clear and simple. In the end, I can’t think of it. However, it is not a solution to keep blowing hard, which will only accelerate the speed of its life termination. I don’t want to do harm to it, but the contradictory psychology also wants to see its clearer, true and holy heart. I really can’t help myself! I can only approach it again and again, watching and blowing until I am powerless and it has died out. The last thing left was just a pool of icy water, a holy painting and a song of tears.

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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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