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That spring, that beautiful


Suddenly there was a sense of loss in my heart. I didn’t know what to do. I walked out of the room and I rushed to nature. Evergreen pines and cypresses are reflected in the grass, revealing the tender green.

When the spring snow arrives, the green leaves mixed with the dust in the future will be mixed with the snow, as if the whole world has become a soft color. The afterglow of the setting sun shines on the snow, and the beauty is the ultimate.

After that beautiful moment, the temperature made the beauty sublimate to the extreme.

The snow is falling from the green leaves, and this scene is as lovable as a girl who is crying. How can I not give up, this ice and water, the alternation of winter and spring, the beauty that countless people can't find in their lifetime.

Then, when the tears of the girl who refracted the last breath of the mellow sun dissipated, there was only darkness in the whole world.

The corridor was covered with fluorescent carpets, sitting in the chair and letting the cold moonlight caress. The finest satin is not as delicate or soft as it is. But in the vagueness, I saw the woman sitting alone on the silver pavilion, dressed in plain clothes, with a pair of red eyes in her arms and a white rabbit. After composing a picture, you can't help but see the picture. Compared with the silver pavilion, it is full of life, and the pores greedily breathe the air.

Kissing the blushing face, indulging in the faint scent of flowers, sleeping in the arms of nature.

My brother opened the curtains and put it into the embrace of the warm sun. Everything was so natural. "Jing Wei, go out and see for yourself, you will like it." Brother smiled, I know that it is the source of the floral smell that I smelled when I was together.

I was shocked, the mountains and peach blossoms were open to the public, the breeze blew, and the whole world fell. Relax and enjoy yourself and pick up the next episode. Kissing the delicate and tender face, the face seemed to gently stroke the water. Any text is awkward for that moment.

At that moment, the sun and the moon are like my heart, and there is a white sea and the intersection of the earth and the earth. The sun half covers the face and looks at the lighter and weaker moon. But he couldn't catch it, but who knows that he has been chasing tens of thousands of years.

The rain fell, and the sun went by month; the sky was like the sea, and the flowers blossomed; the turn turned, just to remember the most beautiful moment, smiled bitterly.

Prosperity is still the most beautiful? Just ask for the beauty of the moment, and don’t change the beauty of forever, isn’t it worth it?

First day: Wang Nan

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