Qianli is full of beauty, and Xu I is safe

"Qianli" | text: Aibo Qingshan

"Although flowers have experienced natural selection through the years, they have also come from the will of man"

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Xiao Xiao Han Ye, Qianqian White Feather.

The arrival of the little cold festival has made the streets more sculpted, and there are few pedestrians in the white expanse. Feeling hesitant for a moment and having no other calculations, I went to the balcony to breathe, and found a pot of strange small flowers on the small table in the corner of the bedroom, with petals more like wild vegetables in the field, and O'Long Luo's cracked posture had some darkness and stability if she wore a mink coat. Can't help but stop and look at the pink and white flower stems of this colorful tangle, and the bird's nest is like a crown and fluffy.

With the wind gushing letter, Rong Yu Jiayin, this Western foreign flower language seems to be a burning life, enriching this simple life. Turning off all the pleasure equipment, the vitality that is ready to be developed is no longer a still life for people to enjoy, but seems to be the melody of Manyan dancing with the wind on the steppe, and there is an ethereal and mellow love warmth that spills from the mind.

You come, this winter is not cold, this exotic daffodil green leaves curved tail, appear thick and comfortable. The English-shaped spike is small, delicate and cute, and I feel that the flowers are shining, and the beauty is beautiful. Although it has not been exquisitely carved and simple, the petals that penetrate the sparkling petals still condense the category of bud waves. There is a kind of beauty called intellectual calmness, quiet ice and snow smart, get along with it for the first time, do not have to look for, but feel that it is a silent accumulation of wealth, carefully cut garden, has its own aftertaste.

Fleur wept and smiled. Although this hyacinth does not have the stretch and flow of lotus flowers, it is sweet and clear, and every smile knows convergence, so that it is regular and has a unique enjoyment of education. After much deliberation, I compose a small poem to give it to beautiful love:

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The wind chills the shadows, and the fire shadows stir up the soft bees. The velvet smiled and the crown mercy dresser.

The ancients called humble jing can have the meaning of deep affection, when the rain may be clouded or can have a thousand strands of love. Kissing the beauty is getting less and less, but I feel a wonderful charm, a little sad and a little discouraged.

Considering it purely from an aesthetic point of view, this kind of flower seems to strip away the worldly appearance, but it makes people feel a sense of joy from the inside to the outside. A thousand words can have a few simple joys, and if the cherry blossoms walk through it without getting lost.

To give is to receive, and to receive is to give. Every simple goodness is so pure and meditative, sitting out of the cold style, the cloud platform rain needles. Gently closing his eyes, meditating on the world without noise, what is worthy of awe and respect is that it does not complain about waiting, just crouching in the corner, a face of bright and peaceful beauty.

Life should be like a flower, not a lethal decadence and depression, even if it is chasing and busy, in those intervals, we must remember not to ignore the simplicity of this borrowing flower, not afraid of cold and boring, nor because of the sudden bloom and deny the process of growth. The drunken and slow-dyeing feelings and style no longer let the memory be bare, with more hope and lushness. Watching from a distance at this flower color that cannot withstand the chanting of the years, proudly stirring up a momentary music, but also giving birth to a fluffy and lingering wonderful shadow, showing the pupils on the curtains, light and elegant, flying and agile.

This small flower that travels far away from the ocean has such a poetic name, the place where the eyes are more and more abundant, the stem seems to be concave and slender, but it is full of charm, it seems that this slender and thin object is becoming more and more chuchu and pitiful.

Although the flowers have experienced the natural selection of the years, they have also been from the will of people, in a limited life, maintaining a brilliant flowering period, the gentle light fragrance of the pure essence is warm, the grace and generosity accompany the words of the half-day, do not feel lively and joyful, but feel that the side ears and smiles can also make the sky brighter.

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Pen name: Aibo Qingshan, no matter how hard and tired life is, it is also worth us to write and sing, and the creation comes from thinking, only those who continue to think will rub out the spark and inspiration of creation.

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