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There is no winter that is insurmountable, and there is no spring that does not come.
In the waiting and longing to get over the cold winter, walk through the haze, and wave goodbye to the past. Slowly walking into the spring, all the way to meet the prosperity and beauty.
Just like the road of life, although sometimes in difficulties and difficulties, but after walking through the mountains and rivers, suffering will eventually pass, and beauty will come unexpectedly.
This year's winter seems to be particularly long, because the winter snow that has happened in many years has frequently fallen on the arm of spring, so there are still the simple plain whites of winter everywhere you look.
Is the winter snow nostalgic for the beauty of spring and refuses to leave? Or is it the deep affection of spring that is so entangled?
And the seasons will eventually flow, winter will eventually leave, and nature exercises its mission in an orderly operation.
Walking on the edge of the season, the cold winter of ice and snow is like a hanging painting pulling down the curtain at the ferry port of the season. Subsequently, the call of spring slowly unfolded a new picture of time for people.
At this time, winter is fading, and spring is getting stronger. The melting spring snow on the red glazed tiles went straight down, dripping and ticking, playing a spring song of joy.
The red plum trees in the courtyard, bud buds sprouting, dark red leaves wrapped in layers, like the little face of the girl in the boudoir when she first saw her lover, a little feminine, a little elegant.
Wandering in the embrace of spring, in a touch of brightness, in a warm sun, in a leaf stretch, in a wisp of flowers, in a bird song, step by step, the hole opens the spring door, find the spring, find the beauty.
In the vision of spring, greet a touch of greenery, carry all the way to joy, embellish all the way to the flower language, smell all the way to the flower fragrance, into the spring, meet the beautiful.
Walking into spring is like stepping into a poetic world. Every flower and leaf is in poetry, and every bee and butterfly has feelings. Every mountain and water is painted, and every grass and tree is intentional. Spring stretches endless beauty in preparation.
Clusters of flowers and grasses are filled with a flexible poem, compiling the aesthetics and grandeur of Tang poems and Song poems. Murmuring birds is a sonorous and powerful poem, and the warblers and swallows dance with the beauty of spring
Blowing noodles do not chill the willow wind, the spring wind gently stirs a gentle and warm poem. The spring rain is as expensive as oil, and the drizzle quietly irrigates the crops and everything with a silent benefit.
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Walk into the spring, feel the brightness of spring, the clarity of spring, the fragrance of spring, the qingyuan of spring, and the romance of spring. Reading the pages of spring, all of them show the beautiful mood of spring.
The bright sunshine, the warmth of the spring day, dispels the haze and sends away the chill. Warm pulses and bursts of warmth were ushered in. It is a warm beauty in spring.
The clarity of spring is the sparkling clarity of a bay of shallow water, and it is a Zen realm where the heart is like a mirror and not a platform, and it is not stained with dust. It is a clear sound that slowly flows in the heart of the beauty.
The fragrance of spring is the wind bone of a flower, the poetry embedded in spring, the joy written between the eyebrows, and the beauty in the heart. It is a fragrant and fragrant fragrance, a promise of spring in which the purple and red flowers gradually enter the charming eyes and are beautiful.
The qingyuan of spring is the hazy beauty of the distant mountains and the long imaginary realm, which is far away and deep.
From a distance, the mountains are like towers, like an oil-paper umbrella that is stretched open, laid out between the peaks, a moment like a blue sky, a moment like a cloud, a brilliant reflection, fused into one, like a beautiful picture of natural formation, wandering between the Tianshan Mountains.
At this time, if you quietly watch and feel, as if you have walked into the beautiful spring color in your thoughts, it is an encounter that is far away from the world, avoids the hustle and bustle, forgets itself, and the soul escapes into Zen, stirring the soul, beautiful the mortal dust, and storing endless beauty.
The romance of spring is a beautiful agreement to blossom for ten miles, waiting for you in the spring breeze, waiting for you under the tree in front of the flowers.
About you wander in the green spring light, watch a flower bloom, in a flower bloom, glimpse the beauty and gorgeous transformation of life.
About you watch a grass grow, in a grass, explore the strength and endless life of life.
You may walk by the lotus pond where the weeping willows are hanging over Nana, or sit shoulder to shoulder, sucking in the fragrance of the earth and the fragrance of the green grass. Or hold hands to see the beauty of pinghu smoke and rain drunk spring. Or occasionally break into a courtyard and crash into the garden full of spring-colored leaves.
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Holding a plain pen, he painted the herbs on the canvas of spring, and dyed pear blossom white, peach blossom red, and apricot pollen. Between the low eyebrows and raised his eyes, the spring breeze of ten miles was soft, sending down the red petals swirling in front of his eyes, and the sky was full of flying xia.
Lingering in the small pavilions full of flowers, colorful and intoxicating eyes, listening to a song of the evening wind blowing willow flute, watching a river of spring water flowing eastward, sending a stack of acacia in the dark fragrance of spring floating, looking for a love that seems to have intersected, waiting to meet and meet the beautiful.
On the spring of the stranger, twist a cluster of flowers, read a lifetime of affection, only words to get together, not to say goodbye. Just laugh, not hurt.
When you walk in the spring, you will meet the flowers and flowers, and you will encounter the joy and laughter. Met the rare preciousness of friendship, met the sweet confession of love, and met the priceless love of family affection.
If you carefully collect the good in your heart, you will be able to make good luck, accumulate in the spring light of hope, bloom a wishful flower, and win a beautiful life.
Walking into the spring, it is as if the aesthetic chapter of poetry and song has been opened, which is exquisite. The implications are long. It is as if you have encountered a long-lasting love affair, under the peach blossom tree, the flower is the medium, Xu Sansheng III, do not abandon.
In an ethereal piece of music, in a graceful dance, I saw the heart of spring and met the beauty of spring.
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