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Last year in late winter, I wrote to a distant friend, said that I want to swallow as much as possible in the spring of this year in Peking.

Peking spring of this year to the special night, and in the time where not Zhichun, looked to find that the dust bowl in the green shade, catkins flying, before he yellow curtain in the thick dust, the spring have not yet appeared, has quietly introduced a far.

the world are true -

last winter was particularly cold, it seemed particularly long. Every night, sitting alone under the lamp, listening to the roar of the north wind flapping windows, small building shake, my heart did not feel a trace of heating the body. One winter, the all pleasure, lively, strength and life, seems to have frozen crouched in the depths of every cell. I am bored to comfort himself: field length, does not seem to do when finished. One day on the lake to see the soft ice, my heart suddenly happy, said: and blowing scattered. See Liu Shao yellow day, the day of the afternoon, they could not ground the snow was not a cold rain, dusk summer, winter clothes, and put on the body.

ninety days to see past the best - I do not believe the spring!

a few friends, said: Ridge to the steward, he could feel the dust, the hundreds of almond trees, branches, a stray defeated Rui Wang is done; to the great work, sunny valley, there are several strains of Apricot in bloom, but the Air Force has done in full bloom , not that Ilex thick red, white flower of the modality.

I thought, I do not believe the spring.

April 30 afternoon, a friend invited me to see Guajia Begonia Garden, Tuen Ng, ten the only spring in the spring - Begonia flowers and what I love to readily agreed.

Dongpo hate Begonia no incense, but I think that if the incense was not good, would rather not fragrant. My yard planted plum trees lilac and pearls, summer, Hosta, fall well chrysanthemums are sorry after transplanting. Because these flowers, it makes me a headache, not off to keep in the house. So the flowers are fragrant, I love orchids, sweet-scented osmanthus, fragrant bean curd and rose, no fragrant flowers, crabapple to count out my favorite.

Begonia is a shallow red, red, set off, fiber medium, like a naive, fitness, joy of the girl, the same is most proud of the Creator works.

setting sun, I was on the TV drama sat down a few trees and flowers.

spring in front of it! This four Begonia

Xin break and in the bosom, the north side of that two large, five about six feet above the church eaves. After flowering is the sound clear blue sky [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], a touch of semicircular months away overlooking the treetops. The four trees, there are thousands of exquisitely beautiful flowers, smelling mess on the crowded open in Grateloupia ... ...

seen kindergarten school yet? From the little door, crammed the out pouring of a large group of people happy dazzling, lively, strength, life; this large group of dancing in the great Bay with the spread around the seasons in the students made the eternal spring!

it hard in the spring crabapple branches, so I had the same feeling.

abhorred a spring for the spring, then disappear. Joy dearest friends, in front is in full bloom in spring, Jiaoshe spring, Guangyan spring - the spring of ninety days seem to linger Zhangu numerous, hundreds to thousands of bar, only for today, this branch is the head, happily hither and a place [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!

see just right, it refuses the offer of the master back. It was mouth swallowing a lingering fragrance of spring [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]! After three or four days, have come about with friends, and I was rejected. Spring of this year, look around, always too late, I know that if I go, is

Although ninety days, the only day of the spring, and for spring, appears to have won the reward, not a hate abhorred. Just satisfaction, it also felt some regret, as a child relative to find a fight, we could not help but return to anger as joy, but would not immediately make up, carrying only the face, head down, pouted, said: coax me know you came looking for me, why did my ice in there?