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iloiuvis · Posted: Tue 20:33, 24 May 2011 Post subject: Spring - Prose

Spring

looking forward, looking forward, the wind came, and spring approaches.
Attempt to do me awake all the way, Xinxin Ran opened his eyes. Long run up mountains, water [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], grew up, the sun blushed again.
grass secretly drilled out from the soil, and tender, green. Garden, fields, look to, a large a large full-Yes. Sitting, lying down, playing two rolls, kicks kicks the ball game a few times to run, catch a few back to dodge. Fengqing quietly, grass soft and soft.
peach, apricot, pear, you will not let me, I will not let you, are in full flower children rush times. Red like fire, the powder like Xia, white as snow. Flowers in with a sweet, Bile Yan, seems to have a tree full of peaches [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], Myolie, pear child! Under the buzzing bees and a thousand flowers clamor, the size of the butterfly flying. Wild flowers are everywhere: Miscellaneous satisfactory end, has a name, did not name, scattered in the grass, like the eyes, like stars, but also torture you for.
The wind turned the soil to bring some new flavor, mixed with green grass, and various fragrant flowers are slightly moist air in the brewing. Birds will be safe in the flowers and leaves which Kechao, cheerful, and their friends to show off the crisp throat, sing the song reverberates with the breeze and the water should be. Shepherd of the piccolo cattle back, this time also to ring loud and clear all day in the.
rain is the most unusual, two to three days. But do not get mad, look like the ox hair, like needles, like filaments, dense weave to ramp, people on the roof of a thin layer of smoke all Longzhe. Leaves are shiny green, green grass can be forced into your eyes. Evening when the lights, and a little yellow halo of light, express a quiet and peaceful night. The countryside, a small road, stone edge, who walked slowly up umbrellas; also to the farmer to work, dressed in Mino, wearing Li's. Their thatched cottages [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], venues tend sparsely in the rain was silent.
kite, more and more ground more children. City in the country, every household, Laolaoxiaoxiao, they rush times like children, one by one all out. Shuhuo Shuhuojingu, Dousou bracing, each doing a different thing to go.
spring relic floor dolls, from head to toe are new, and it grows.
spring as the little girl, gorgeously dressed, laughing, walking.
spring as robust youth, iron arm, waist and feet, he leads us to go.