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Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

In the blink of an eye, it is March, the earth is warming up, and the spring breeze is still nesting. March succeeds February, winter holds out spring... Slowly smoke and smoke, Yan Yan, gradually scorching peach blossoms, demons and demons, there is a blossom on the heart, enough!

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Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

In March, the spring breeze is beautiful, and the veil of spring is lifted.

The south wind rises slowly, and the grass and trees are green.

Goose yellow, light green, tender green, emerald green, oil green, multi-layered green gradually poured in...

Small bridges, flowing water, distant mountains, near trees... Lifting his eyes, hanging his head, the heavens, the earth, one by one, are dotted with spring colors.

Next plum blossom white, peach red, apricot pollen, cherry blossoms, rape blossoms bloom like brocade.

In the lyrics, it is said that flowers bloom in all seasons, and they are all naturally caused;

The poem says that when you know the east wind, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are always spring.

Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

Therefore, from "Ling Han opened alone" to "Rong Hua ruo tao li";

From "pear blossoms and spring with rain" to "apricot blossoms in spring and qujiang idle";

From "a few early warblers competing for warm trees" to "whose new swallows peck at spring mud";

From "the flowers are becoming more and more attractive to the eyes" to "Asakusa can have no horseshoes"...

Before and after, the scales are lined up, and this time the competition is colorful, making the whole spring dazzlingly beautiful.

Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

It is said that spring has the intention of spring, the secret of flowers and flowers, you see, the sun rises inch by inch, and spring is unscrupulously noisy and bright, extending and spreading out the changing years.

Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

I want to say that I have become more and more convinced that no matter how many people and how many things pass through the flow of time, what makes you remember is not those who have rushed, but the warmth you feel all the way.

Well, without hesitation, I'm going to spring and indulge.

You see, there is a warm sun outside the house to make people happy, there is a wind blowing green grass and trees outside the house, and the time before the court inch by inch has already contained joy and exuberance, so what else are you hesitating about?

- I just love spring anyway!

Prose poem: I just like spring anyway

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