Spring is coming, not just in the swallow, exclusive of the grass, and flowers, how can the beautiful girl, less were blossoming bud, big face, like a lovely little girl face, smile is so touching. Just after the white winter, spring is like, to leave some white flowers, spring is the magnolia, magnolia flower is white, the side tall, temperament, in the spring, a twinkle in her eyes. Also has "thousand dry Wan Rui, leaves and flowers, when its fill, yushu" can be said of the poem praise her temperament. Other flowers, of course, don't throw in the towel, together for the baking. As is known to all, peony is also one of the most beautiful scenery line in the spring, "amusement" is the peony, peony is the pride of the spring, praise peony lines a lot, I know "for luoyang a variety of flowers, a peony, flowers", the colors of how insults, lili is overwhelming qunfang. Peony is a symbol of "peace, happiness, wealth", I think, the peony I love alone.

You see, in the spring there are so many partners, like a group of innocent children, laugh, play, hilarity, I think this is called the earth rejuvenation.


The rain does not decrease in the footsteps of former days, with a melancholy, trickling rain walk in such a familiar landscape, not fast not slow, so tingting. Continuous castle peak in you heartily splashed wet thoughts like ink picture scroll, worldly prosperity become half; Creek, a stream of water in your cantabile andante adhere to the same melody, chasing the time all the way carefully whistle, all of which became miss, quietly, shallowly singing...

In such a curtain, one that supports the umbrella, filling up the mood, shallowly to deeply and you, or joy, or sorrow, or drunk. Autumn wind piece to gather the maple leaf acacia, is hosting the heart in the book of songs to find your original innocence. Don't you always happy? Rain or windy and rainy, crow JieJie, already see the gentleman, clouds hu yi? The original you, has been in sing a song plain and loving!

Friend of one thousand years of wind and rain, harps, bell and drum music; Who, one thousand years of wind and rain, the clouds, a flood of tears. One thousand years of wind and rain, hand in hand, huai water the garden; One thousand years of wind and rain, who alone? Who with?