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Fold the branches to ask for spring, not to lose the time

Fold the branches to ask for spring, not to lose the time

【Folding branches to ask for spring, not to lose time】

Author: Falling snow stained dust Source Network

From the first tree's pale yellow plum blossoms to the red blossoms of Zi Yan, it is only a few days. And March, with a strong spring atmosphere, is bound to make people linger.

The flowers are gradually charming, and for a while it is impossible to say who is better-looking, light makeup, flowers and branches, different styles.

Fold the branches to ask for spring, not to lose the time

In the bustling corner, sit quietly with a cluster of flowers blooming, and the fragrance of flowers fills the sleeves. The wind gently hit me and passed by, and I don't know which confidant's affection will be given to someone far away.

It seems that more and more prefer to listen to songs and sit still and meditate, leaving books and chores aside, only thinking about the present time, and banishing their thoughts.

Many times I also think about what is text? The words of life. In fact, this is just a very casual thing, there is no need to force it.

See flowers are flowers, see trees are trees, pick up the residual flowers, washed leaves, twilight and residual sun, sycamores fall into deep alleys, breeze blowing fireworks. As far as the eye can see and what the heart thinks, it is indispensable to put pen to paper.

Fold the branches to ask for spring, not to lose the time

And the spring is strong, for the spring breeze that passes by my ears, for the pink and white of the peach blossoms on my fingertips, for the gentleness of the spring color that can be embraced, why not write a few lines.

In March, it is time to go to a covenant of zi zi yan red, fold flowers and ask willows, should not live up to the spring, eyebrows are warm, and the years are always happy.

About the Author

Falling snow stains dust

A person who is accustomed to memories, a person who is accustomed to not being able to put it down, a red dust passerby who is upside down and displaced. Three thousand passers-by, ten zhang red dust, meeting you is fate, thank you for your liking.