A beautiful woman flower

Guess lake tree -


Morning, I walked in the park's lake, the lake was graceful tree fascinated. It is also significant, although not colorful scene of several tree columns, both simple and a trace of infatuation, devotedly attached, surrounded the lake with me, ring out from a space for the common wish, inclination lake, shed passion.
Bent down weeping willows along the lake, away from the water recently, stop worrying that she would fall unstable water. Wet shoes are not afraid of the personality can be described as brave and also significantly selfless woman is willing to commit suicide Jingru favorite male sentimentalism, too easy to always allow the water to wet one. Pull her infatuation unclear trouser legs rolled up, ready to put attitude into the water, kicking up clouds of cement with stones from one shore to prevent the unfortunate event. Although discouraged her live appearance, but could not keep her heart, around the circle, or put your head in the water. Willow like long hair beauty combing clear, from top to bottom levels of the natural convergence of elegant, verdant willow green in through the white, the subtle fragrance exudes a fresh, fascinated by the lake people always want to have kicking up clouds of spring gap between her hair playing, caressing beauty. Some switchgrass simply be down to the lake in the hair, the wind across the surface of the water, in waves Dangqi, finally shed the excitement as intended. Reflection of the lake is hazy, on the shore of the graceful, with a graceful poetic express the love of the lake, flowing out of harmony in the mood, you have me, I have you, breaking the bones attached to tendons, Mapping between the green tender devotion to each other. Colorful during the day, black and white at night, would always spun a tangled favored sightseeing with the whisper of the heart under the tree. Even close to the outer ring of pine and cypress trees, the lake can not withstand the temptation, but more is seen under a willow passionate, they give up the attachments into the sky, the trunk tilted to the lake to one side foliage canopy was Youguangzengliang comb, makeup beauty into a mere copycat-like self-inductance, craned his neck to both eavesdropping to eachother, but also between men and women witnessed devotedly attached, separated from regardless. But Xiani leads people to worry about whether eyes carries a malicious feeling down Mu, may not be so simple, he flourished in the anti-anti-people. May be located near water, so that seems increasingly dense pine and cypress verdant canopy, strong inside is nutritionally adequate, or other reasons, how, so sturdy canopy is also tilted backward lake, through thick, it seems trunk in the cover up itself also has admiration and love. Trunk and crown of this gesture, each set off each other's shy and on the lake, to Liu, human affection.
I am engaged in this massive scenery, guess what is the magic to make the trees so to give up self-esteem, even if it is pulled up toward the lake have roots. Is the infatuation, and attachment, is headstrong, is the indulgence, was met close friend, bosom friend, or just on the water devotedly attached, and take a lifetime to Dream?

Zhou Yi Pan Red wind

1, on the growth
A pregnant melancholy, who play the Red? Leaf boat, flower who read?
A stubborn girl, still babbling, but dressed in a lavender blue and hanging out in the silence of the wilderness, like milk, like homing Orioles. Uphold brandishing a small hoe, digging narrow bridge wall, and quiet with charming scenery, and the barrier built inside a fairy tale castle.
You blissful silence. The wind blowing from the north, free in your body on the thin flow. Unrelenting waves of the Yellow River, the courage of your cowardice, you load the inherent sadness, but in future years, as you never dried up, day and night rushes of blood.
A reel, you floated down from the bridge, is home to capture the murmur of water, the ancestral body temperature gradually decay, or settle in between the lines among the unassuming father?
Walked over, back back. A wide thick back. Shelter from bad weather is not for you, not for you redundant, but rickets in the waist, trembling slightly, propped up next to you a clarity of the sky.
Since then, both summer and winter, you have to wear vintage of cotton, and began your own go-between. Jade just do not know your slender fingers, whether the mother would have been worn dry rocky finger thimble children - egg is raw bass light watt light copper thimble children, flashing a light?
Dream, the warmth of your wet a story this spring season with the same unhurried story has unfolded in your life time.
2, about love
What kind of persistent loyalty gaze, you can time and time again in your eyes wet, splashing out of brilliance brilliant seasons?
For his silence, for his stained drunk for his colorful, as he saw the vicissitudes of the wind, gently swept over all-time?
As a bright red blessing, stampede string sounds with shades of purple, your blood vessels along steadily forward, stop in your soul, create the illusion of intensifying the more real and pure. Finally, the dust in the clamor to dominate the world of love.
One can not get the summer can not be copied, leading to a bumpy road. Although the heart is also uneven, but soft and slowly, like flowers blooming hope. Mind that a full moon because, still bright and fresh with corners, the spouses.
Such a person, a hundred years can be vague, such as fingertips. The Fanghua purple Campanula, also from that moment on, inlaid with a green look, covered with free swaying branches, and then splashed a land of dreaming.
Perhaps, but an ordinary piece of the wind flowing purple dress, enough to wrap a thing called the tenderness and fondness. Smart Jiaoqiao you smile so abundant, self-confident to go in the wind ... ...
Fallen flowers late spring to be kept in the poem in the window frames, the lonely, it picked up from the root of semi-binary with insomnia that stick of matches, the arrangement with the ping ping ze ze, notes that a boil was done at midnight charm charming ketones. Ketone bodies to store a tablet above the crooked writing the words: emotional destination!
Therefore, your smile began to clear, then, bright a lifetime of love.
3, on the text
Hard to get out of your text. May appear to be a low-key silent companionship.
As keystrokes, playing out of mountains and streams of the rhyme. Even looked deep into the eyes, but also great with your folding bronze books, and then use the comb fingers pointed in the thoughts of all scrolls.
Maybe you should have a simple life, repeating the same plot in: infinite draw a devout another round in the palm of your hand above a warm generous.
Other times, you will have no signs to thrown the book proud monarch and his own quiet silence. Finally, jumped up, you stand in the sky, looking down yourself.
At least the reader dictates willingly by you, or cry, or laugh, can no longer get out of your preset each plot.
Breeze, smiles. Even picked up a mood, a ray of thoughts on dance, one flying the verses of a wild fish, entrusted, and linger in your heart the same as the Millennium tour, it is so calm and contented built into the page number, serial joy, anger, dirge, witness joys and sorrows.
Recited over and over again, the bright colors and retained a dream, but has refused to dream that compatibility with people of tears falling voice, you stubborn Poetry with a dazzling, describes the exchange of heart and tears process.
You must be laden with the tears of gratitude and forever. At the same time destined to search for your soul, will never kick the tires.
Then, in the detention of the old world ruins of your soul, and bursting out with a delicate enchanting flowers, and that there is a delicate flower name is shock, nickname - moved!

March wind strength beyond the Great Wall

Dead Poets Society, Run to open a land of flowers. However, at the moment beyond the Great Wall or the gloomy face the wind, mountains and plains of the random string, Shuaiyi into it. Look at it gently whistling, with a hint of warmth, but also exudes a slightly moist, it seems, coerced rain from the Great Wall from the south, to pass the message from the spring. Tolerance of the girls long winter, excitement faded thick coat, revealing exquisite curves, powdery white legs, is also attractive than the flowers. Old people are sitting in the sun, with early spring sunshine in the cold stacked ironing wrinkles, while pointing to those enchanting naked girls, laughing them so young, it turns warm again in the time lost and lonely.
Indeed, soon the sun was shining, the wind on his face was downcast. Sharply whistle with, the street over the mountains. Pat other people's window frames, grabbed a handful of sand, "Wow" to throw people in the glass, clawed through even a little gap, abruptly squeeze, trouble in the family room. Open people are reading books, painting the color on their own, secret diary girl also opened with impunity pry into people's minds. In the kitchen, the sofa, in bed have left traces of grossly disorderly. In the mountains, it is a dragon. Mountains along the long, winding rivers, rolling wildly growled. Such as the sudden increase in the Yellow River, flowing like a volcanic eruption of magma. See tree uprooting of trees, the case of houses destroyed houses. You will shut doors and windows, even if the spring comes knocking, you can not open.
Delicate cities are many, but still powerful. Straight street fighting ruthless battlefield is that it, in its tune, the pedestrian always bend the stooped, to study the Japanese bow. Cyclists from the wrestling match is to practice, one will be twisted to one side, and backward for a while there. At first glance, the pavement is such a funny scene, it does not beget any smile. Do you want to shed the heavy coat to meet the spring? Cold wind will call you back.
Wind, raging beyond the Great Wall in the earth, but also the people doing the work can not be completed. Fang Ji tiles on its touch, if it is shabby, it will tell you mercilessly without leaving a tile, there is no room for maneuver. Then patted the streets next to the gorgeous eye-catching billboards, signs hanging in the lintel, half-hearted if you want to cut corners, it will be removed or thrown to the ground, never afraid to tell you again fool. Maybe it would like to ask people to greet a new spring.
Beyond the Great Wall winds like this, "the world do Fangfei March", it has been reluctant to shed the cloak of the cold, the full stop in the spring sun outside off.
However, as one poet says, "Winter passed, spring be far behind?" Winds do not know, it is the snow drift earth, is pregnant with the seeds of spring. When it is running amok, is still Chenmian those creatures wake up in the winter. Discount to those withered branches, wake up the river closure Chen, everything in the wind roaring in the eyes open.
Beyond the Great Wall stay in a long time, people do not care do not degree of spring, wind blowing. You can distinguish the wisp is the spring that it is a burst of wind it? You can understand this strong wind beyond the Great Wall to prevent the arrival of spring, or in the wake the sleeping things?
Willow in the wind is really soft waist, green facial features; frozen spring is indeed a drop in the wind, tears of joy, ringing of the singing voice; grass in the wind are also drilled from thin thick snow buds, and tender green; the sky was bright and the wind is more cleaner than winter, more lofty of.
It has long been accustomed to this day turns warm again. If the girl suddenly appeared in the spring before the water flow with bright eyes, filled with smiling faces as beautiful as the peach-like, distribution of fresh and charismatic charm, will make people here caught off guard, will be disgraced by contrasting would look awkward. Maybe this is the north of the stubborn, slow it. Otherwise, how can each new year the spring breeze blowing from the south do.
Stop when the March wind, birds will flutter back, peach, apricot, jasmine would be sequential open. By that time, we will miss this March wind. No strong cold wind that sweeps away the haze of a winter, it's bright to