Who doesn“t love the red flower, who doesn“t love the green leaves, who does not love that a profusion of garden flowers jiangnan garden art?
Spring walked, sorry the appearance of the autumn, he thought, somebody else“s bonus, somebody else“s leaf of a tree, and yourself? Flowers wither in but are ruined, leaf has aged brown. Actually why little autumn? Flowers just for the decline of color, and petals or falling flowers fly, butterfly wings, and general attitude isn“t attractive not moving? And the green leaves turn yellow, for know how many people like to pick up the yellow leaves fall to the ground, filled with joy of playing with enjoyment, and not willing to look at their previous bright green, because green represents the life here, and yellow represents the time mottled moments of light and shadow, a good living, who would care about the appearance of life? And the time of day by day passed, but intermittent give us hints and alert.Suddenly, the day faint and faint, dark and dark, dark and light alternately repeatedly, finally everything from spring to autumn“s bosom. Time provide color and style, it is flowers to bloom and leaves leaves yellow now, and that everyone is growing opportunity is the same, is irresistible and rebellion, by content and f, not more sensitive to the mood of people sigh time flies? We begin to recall and lenovo, touching scene will be aroused, those who had not become we bless we can beautification scenes and fragments, and now we are deliberately to remember those who may be we deliberately made up of the so-called memories. Just like we didn“t cherish the time, now say what oneself has how much wasted time, why not to spend your time now? Years later, people still lamenting the, not cherish the good times now. Visible, people“s remorse and regret of love is true, but the real change is not easy, also can say so, not now what we are doing is not good enough, at least we can do so far comparison in a good condition, and we human is hard to avoid some of the greed, we think is better, and better is better.
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