Good words and sentences

1. If the blackboard is a vast sea, then the teacher is a sailor on the sea. At the moment when the bell rings, you paddle the textbook parked in the harbor like a paddle with the teacher's whip. On the desk, problems piled up. Your posture is lifelike, like a flying bird, drawing a beautiful arc on the platform-ships pass by ... there is no cloud floating in the sky, just like your bright heart.

2. Hope comes from disappointment, and rise begins with worry. As a poet said, people who feel hungry must digest well, people who feel anxious must be efficient, and people who feel crisis must make rapid progress.

Don't wander under the tree, don't meditate in the rain, and don't cry in the dark. Look forward, don't look back, as long as you face it bravely and raise your head, you will find that the haze of scores is just a short rainy season. Looking ahead, there is still a bright day, and people will not feel confused.

4. The soft sunshine hangs obliquely on the branches and leaves of pine and cypress, which looks so quiet and solemn. On the green lawn and the white cement road, the footsteps are so light, but everyone's heart is so excited and thoughts are surging.

The ocean of life is not as blue as Xizi Lake. As time goes by, it is sometimes as calm as a mirror, sometimes the waves splash, and sometimes the waves soar into the sky ... People often become stronger after being tested by big winds and waves.

6. When you are immersed in warm air, birds and flowers, green mountains and green waters, fertile fields, you will be intoxicated; When you face the golden autumn season, you will be ecstatic. Have you ever thought that abundant spring scenery is heroic after severe cold baptism, but the beautiful scenery in autumn is the crystallization after melting in hot summer? ................ (He Tingting)

7. If you want to harvest fruits in the autumn, then in the early spring when the chill invades people, you should roll up your trouser legs and tirelessly open up wasteland, sow seeds and cultivate until the day of harvest.

8. Life is a winding path in the mountains, with bumps on the side and cliffs on the side. If you fall, cry if you want. What are you afraid of? Stop pretending! This is honesty, not weakness, because crying does not affect the road, but you can be careful. The mountains are full of flowers and the scenery is pleasant. If you are intoxicated, smile happily, don't pretend to be reserved! This is honesty, not pride, because smiling does not affect the road, but can increase self-confidence.

9. Love is the sunshine in winter. People who are hungry and cold feel the warmth of the world. Love is a clear spring in the desert, and people who are on the verge of despair have seen the hope of life; Love is a shower sprinkled on the long-term arid land, which makes the lonely and helpless people get spiritual comfort immediately.

10, days always pass through your fingertips like spun yarn, and slip away inadvertently. Those sadness and misuse, with the waves gently faded, leaving the joy and smile, will always remain in the depths of memory.

1 1, the melancholy mood vanished. 12, faded memory. 13, another peaceful home is smoking.

14, some memories are burned, some memories are buried in the bottom of my heart, and the age of innocence is like flowing water across the golden age.

15, I want to melt in the pink peach petals and erase the worries in your heart all day. 16, I completely read my parents' hearts.

17, maternal love is a masterpiece that I can't finish reading all my life; Motherly love is the sky that I can never fly out. ..... Zhang Weiwei

18, when the yellow autumn leaves are swaying in the wind and floating out of the school gate in late autumn. In the moonlight, my father's shadow is very long, and my skinny father is wrapped in a huge windbreaker, and my heart is sour.

19, the true feelings in the world are like a big net, which warms people's hearts all the time, just like maternal love, which is endless.

20. Time is a poem, a philosophical poem of the richest man. Time is a camel carrying the dreams of countless people.

2 1, the fate of the ship lies in drifting; The fate of sails lies in chasing the wind and waves; The fate of life lies in grasping, grasping and believing that life can make you young and innocent.

22. Past events are like songs. In the journey of life, despite ups and downs and full of regrets, the beauty of youth has not been lost. Believe in yourself, there is always hope. Let's remember that sentence: I won't cry if I miss the sun, otherwise I will miss the moon and stars.

If you fail in life, please don't write sad tears on your face. Failure is also a gain. The most important thing in life is to have full courage and the courage to start a business.

24, once thought that a helpless cry, the memo is all the vicissitudes of the world; A small setback and a memo are all failures in life. When I was fourteen, I told me ...

25. The moonlight is quiet. Raindrops pattered on the hut. In the dim light, mother sewed the homeless clothes tightly. Suddenly, a cold wind squeezed into the window gap of the hut. My mother seemed to have caught a cold and coughed a few times with deep tiredness. I woke up in my dream and stared at my old mother under the lamp. ...

26. At night, the spring breeze blows gently. I sat on the colorful steps with my chin cupped, and another unforgettable thing came to my mind.

1. Faith is the thread of a kite, the root of fallen leaves, the beacon light of the spirit and the sun flower of the soul. Because of faith, the eternal tide of pursuing an ideal life surges in my heart. Perhaps it can be said that faith is life, because faith makes life glow with vitality.

Just like there are no two identical leaves in the world, everyone has his own unique Excellence. Being good at tolerating others' shortcomings and appreciating others' Excellence is not only reflected in an open mind, but also a kind of wisdom to treat people. The sooner you find your best position, the more you can give full play to your potential and embrace success.

It doesn't take much courage to take a step, the key is whether you do it or not. As long as you are willing to take the first step and know how to move forward step by step, success will wave to you!

4. Life is the subject and carrier of life. Life can be beautiful or ugly; Life can be colorful or unpretentious; Life can be great or ordinary. But the beauty and ugliness of life, the variety and simplicity, the greatness and mediocrity are all up to you. It depends on your courage, strength, wisdom and tolerance for suffering. Push life to the extreme and strive to show the brilliance of life!

Being believed by others is a kind of happiness. This kind of happiness is a credit given to you by others and a supreme honor. Honesty makes happiness spread infinitely.

6. Life is a kind of dedication and dedication. Only in constant dedication and dedication can life show its mission and significance. Happiness can only be found in giving and dedication. In giving and dedication, other people's smiling faces can bloom around you like flowers. The true meaning of happiness lies in dedication and pay.

7. A naive mind is like a flawless white paper, on which sunshine and rain can be easily copied. If we sprinkle it with colorful colors, it will become a garden; If we dust it, it will become a desert.

Only by spreading virtues such as honesty and love to children's hearts can we have eternal spring in the future.

9. Be brave and dare to do it. Courage is the cornerstone of a unique love wall. Following the practice of thousands of years, it is not necessary to persist for thousands of years; The idea of being a commander in chief for thousands of years may not be able to continue to be a commander in chief. If you dare to let go offside, you can build another "love wall".

Wisteria falls

Zong Pu

I can't help but stop.

I have never seen such a blooming vine. I saw a lavender falling from the sky like a waterfall, with no beginning and no end. It's just a deep and shallow purple, as if flowing, laughing and growing. On the big purple banner, there is a little silver light, just like splashing water. A closer look shows that it is the brightest part of each purple flower, flirting with the sun.

Here, the spring red has faded, no one appreciates the flowers, no butterflies surround the bees, and some are sparkling and blooming vines of this tree. Flowers are next to flowers, one after another, pushing each other around, so lively!

"I have blossomed!" They are laughing.

"I have blossomed!" They shouted.

Every spike is in full bloom at the top and waiting to be released at the bottom. The color is light and dark, as if purple has settled down and settled in the tenderest and smallest bud. Every blooming flower is like a small full sail with a sharp bottom. The cabin is bulging, like a smile that can't help laughing. What's the fairy dew and honey? I leaned over and picked one.

But I didn't pick it. I have no habit of picking flowers. I just stood and stared, feeling that this wisteria waterfall was not only in front of my eyes, but also flowing slowly in my heart. Flowing, taking away the anxiety and pain that are directly pressing on my heart, which is the mystery of life and death and brotherhood. I am immersed in the brilliance of this dense flower, and there is nothing else for the time being, only spiritual peace and joy of life.

In addition to the brilliance, there is a faint fragrance here. The fragrance seems to be light purple, and it covers me gently like a dream. It suddenly occurred to me that there was a big wisteria outside my house more than ten years ago. It climbed high beside a dead locust tree, but the flowers were always sparse. A bunch of flowers hung on the treetops of things alone, as if looking at the color and testing something. Later, even the sparse flower clusters disappeared. Other wisteria frames in the garden were also pulled down and fruit trees were planted. At that time, it was said that there was an inevitable relationship between flowers and life corruption. I once thought regretfully: There are no vines here.

After so many years, the vines have blossomed again, and they are so full and dense. The Purple Waterfall Project is covered with dense branches like Wolong, which keeps flowing, flowing and flowing to people's hearts.

Flowers and people will encounter all kinds of misfortunes, but the long river of life is endless. I touched the little purple flower hut, which was filled with the wine of life. It is full of sails, sailing on the river full of flowers. It is one of ten thousand flowers, and it is by each flower that a splendid ten thousand flowing waterfall is formed.

In this faint purple light and faint purple fragrance, I feel that I have accelerated my pace.

In July, the sun hung like a fireball in the blue sky. The cloud seems to have melted by the sun and disappeared without a trace.

Spring goes with the falling flowers, and summer comes with green leaves in the warm wind.

The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with shiny spots the size of copper coins.

The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."

Grass, reeds and red, white and purple wildflowers are steamed by the fiery red sun hanging high in the air, and the air is full of sweetness.

The smell of drunkenness.

In early summer, all kinds of wild flowers are in full bloom, red, purple, pink and yellow, like bright spots embroidered on green carpets;

Crowds of bees are busy among the flowers, sucking the stamens and flying around with difficulty.

In midsummer, it is so hot that even dragonflies only dare to fly near the shade, as if they were afraid that the sun would burn their wings.

There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a wind, there is a scorching sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.

In midsummer July, there is not a cloud in the blue sky. The sun is scorching the earth, the water in the river is boiling hot, and the soil in the field is smoking.

Under the scorching sun, on both sides of the road, ripe grains bent down and lowered their heads in the heat. Grasshoppers are as numerous as grass leaves, and then in wheat and rye fields,

In the wheat field and rye field, among the reeds on the shore, there is a weak and noisy sound.

The sun is like a fireball of the boss, the light is burning, the road surface is scorched by the scorching sun, and a pile of white smoke is stepped on.

It's sweltering and there's not a breath of wind. The thick air seems to have solidified.

The whole city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. Dogs lie prone on the ground with bright red tongues, and mules and horses have particularly large nostrils.

Flaming parachutes are hanging high in the air, so hot that fish in the river dare not surface and birds dare not fly out of the mountains. Even the dogs in the village just stretched themselves.

Long tongue panting.

That day, it was terribly hot. As soon as the sun came out, the ground was already on fire, and some gray gases were like clouds and Feiyun, like fog and fog, low.

Floating in the air makes people feel breathless.

It was a long, rainy summer. The old loach in the field was whitened by the scorching sun, and the stream near the village dropped several times.

Inches, the stones exposed to water, have become steep.

I don't know where the bird went; The vegetation is dejected and despondent, as if dying; Only cicadas keep making noises in the branches.

Intermittent crying; It's really breaking gongs and drums to cheer for the scorching sun!

The willow trees in the street seem to be sick, and the leaves are hanging with dust and rolling on the branches, and the branches are still. There's white light on the road, peddler

Dare not shout, the plexiglass signboard in front of the store seems to have been sunburned.

good news

Stars, stars, cold stars, lone stars, morning stars, stars, nebulae, stars, silver stars, twinkling meteors.

The Milky Way is dotted with bright stars, which hold the moon and are scattered with few stars.

The stars scattered and sank. When do the stars twinkle? The stars of the river alien cloud and the Hanoi nebula gradually emerged.

The big dipper hangs high and the five stars meet, the stars arch the moon, the stars twinkle and the bright stars scatter.

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Little stars, like pearls, are embedded in the sky and shine.

Naughty little stars draw a golden arc in the blue night sky, like a weaver girl throwing a brocade thread.

On a winter night, a few naked stars are pitifully cold and shivering, and you can almost hear your teeth fighting with each other.

Sound.

The little star trembled in the cold air, as if shivering with cold.

The stars are full of emotions, like naughty children, staring at the world with childish persistence, as if telling a beautiful story with bright eyes.

A touching myth.

Just like someone holding a candle carefully, the white star appeared in the sky and flickered quietly.

In the deep blue sky, there is a bright and dazzling diamond star-the morning star.

On a beautiful starry night, there is not a cloud in the sky, and the deep blue sky is full of diamond-like stars.

Shining stars, like gems, densely cover the vast and boundless night sky. Galaxy, from the northwest sky, horizontal.

Through the sky, pouring obliquely to the southeast.

The stars in summer are as lovely as naughty children.

There are several big and bright stars hanging in the night sky, as if people in the sky were patrolling the vast space with lanterns.

The starry sky is reflected on the rough sea, so it dances up and down with the waves, hiding from time to time.

The first morning star appeared, flashing in the dark blue sky. It is so big and so bright that the whole vast sky is only

It is there, emitting dazzling light, just like a bright lamp hanging in the sky.

In the morning, the snowstorm stopped, but it is still a long time before dawn. A few remnant stars secretly opened their eyes and peeped into the white silvery world.

Boundary.

Gradually, the remnant star closed her sleepy eyes and retired in the morning sky.

A good meteor draws bright silver lines in the night sky, just like exploring the best future in the world.

There are more stars than ever before. They are big and bright. They don't blink or blink. They are quiet and serene.

What a cool and sunny autumn night it is! The stars are brighter and bigger than ever ... just like the silver-gray sky is full of stars.

The gem of the target, with its glittering and translucent soft light, makes everything on the earth so elegant and quiet.

Mountains, mountains, strange mountains, barren hills, slopes, forests

★ The white lotus after the rain has a unique style. The water drops on the lotus leaf roll around and shine like broken pearls. Water drops on bracts

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The newly opened white lotus is crystal clear and lovely, wrapped in silver and as bright as the moon.

★ Bai Lianhua is like a peach blossom, but the rain can't destroy it, and it is like a peony being suddenly sprayed without mud; Like a Spring Festival, elegant, affectionate and fruity.

Proud.

★ Under the morning sun, among the green trees, a string of longan is like a chubby little urchin, grinning.

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★ Hawthorn began to turn red, like a shy little girl, hiding to show half her face.

Cherry blossoms covered the stockade like white clouds.

★ Autumn, reddish persimmons, like a flame, amaze you.

★ Every persimmon tree is burning with a passionate flame, showing off the news of a bumper harvest of oranges to people.

★ There are blue clouds in the vineyard, and the dense grapes are like pearl towers, such as piles of jade beads. Every grape is like a big grape.

The shining "cat's eye" makes the population sweet.

★ The grape named "Crystal" is long, green and crystal clear. It really looks like it was carved with crystal and jade.

★ Under the lush leaves, a bunch of grapes, some purple and some turquoise, are covered with agates.

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As jade.

★ Red pomegranate flowers are hung on the tree, and the pomegranate tree is dressed like a shy girl.

★ Mature pomegranate sometimes bursts, just like a child's mouth is wide open, revealing neat teeth.

★ Pomegranates are cracked, revealing pomegranate seeds like teeth, and the leaves on the top are gathered together like bows.

, make it more beautiful.

★ In late autumn, the pomegranate on this tree has cracked its mouth, as if it were a blooming flower.

★ Pomegranates are ripe, spreading their lovely round faces and smiling faces like dolls, scrambling to report the good news of maturity to people.

★ When the pomegranate fruit is ripe, it will crack a bite, revealing pearls and agate-like seeds, like white teeth when a girl smiles.

The leaves of coconut trees are like long feathers. When there is wind, the shadows of trees sway, and when there is no wind, they are elegant and beautiful.

★ Tall and straight coconut trees with leaves scattered under the blue sky like peacock tails.

★ A tall coconut tree is like a sun umbrella, always leaning towards the sea and slightly bending.

★ The distant Woods are shining with faint green light, and the green leaves are gently shaken in the breeze, as if singing a beautiful song.

★ The Woods woke up, combed their hair in the morning breeze, and were busy wiping the rosy glow on their faces.

★ The Woods are rustled by the breeze and look like the undulating waves of the sea from a distance.

★ The mottled tree shadows are clearly cast on the path, like a paper-cut painting with suitable shades.

★ Deciduous poplars, elms and locust trees spread their branches like charcoal to the gray sky.

★ The forest in June is full of all kinds of wild flowers, which are as bright as gems and covered with brocade.

★ In the maple forest, countless red leaves are like red butterflies, covered with branches.

★ This huge maple forest is like a color mixing basin filled with pigments, which brings colorful and dazzling colors to tourists at once: red,

Deep red, light red, orange, medium yellow, purple ... these are the things that make people dizzying.

★ Maple leaves all over the mountains are red, as red as sunset glow and as red as flaming clouds. They seem to be challenging the cold autumn. It's really "frost leaves are redder than February flowers".

★ I saw more than a dozen tall maple trees, and the maple leaves were all red, just like piles of flames that could not be extinguished.

★ I gently picked up a maple leaf. The red leaves have a clear time pulse, and even the edges are serrated. Although it seems

The little hand with five fingers is like a burning flame.

★ On the mountainside, Cotinus coggygria is covered with trees and leaves are like clouds. In autumn, the forest is in full swing, just like a girl in red.

★ The leaves of Cotinus coggygria in Xiangshan are all red, like sunset clouds falling from the sky.

★ Thousands of red leaves, the deeper the autumn, the redder, and the blue sky, a few white clouds set each other off, far away.

It looks like a big fire is spreading.

★ A gust of wind blows, leaves rustle, and several red leaves fall like flying butterflies.

★ Between the rocks, there are towering cypresses, which are majestic and vigorous, so that the mountains are aura and everything is alive.

Living in front of them is pale and inferior.

★ The mountain is covered with cypress trees, one tree, one green wave, one layer after another, like a three-dimensional lake.

★ Climbing up the cypress, it's really quiet. The air is full of the bitter taste of cypress leaves, as if you were in the fragrance of Qionglou Xiange.

In the air.

★ The round buds on the French sycamore tree have spread out like lavender horns.

★ In the warm wind of early spring, the sky is full of fluffy yellow flying flowers of buttonwood trees, like strange snow falling in the sky.

★ The tall banyan tree has numerous air roots, like the braids of Uighur girls.

★ The thriving old banyan trees are hung with fluffy beards, like several old people in the dragon bell, lazily huddled together for a nap.

★ The air roots of this big banyan tree hang down from the trunk more than 20 feet high and plunge into the ground. 30 to 50 roots vary in thickness, and it has become a monster.

A big harp.

★ The roots of the ancient banyan tree are like dragons, and the skin is like cracked rocks, like a centenarian, stroking its long beard.

★ There is an ancient pagoda tree in the yard, with many knots and bumps, just like a bony old man.

★ An old locust tree in the corner of the yard did not move, and the messy dead branches seemed to throw a fishing net into the sky.

★ The spring wind blows gently, and the drizzle moistens quietly. The brown buds on the elm tree turned into soft yellow-green round coins.

★ The trunk of the old elm is thick, and the bark splits together, like a large fish scale.

★ This old elm tree, in this endless sand sea, is like a kind old man, holding a huge green umbrella high to block the way for passers-by.

The rain shaded the trees.

★ Willows hang weakly, as if to get into the ground to avoid the hot sun.

★ Several rows of rotten willows hang down like hair, stripped their leaves and swaying in the cold wind.

★ The branches of willow trees have sprouted yellow buds, which are like the small mouths of chickens.

★ The drizzle is like dust, and the willows by the lake are dripping with crystal water, like the hair of a girl who has just taken a bath.

The willows on both sides of the dam, some like white-haired old people, some like girls with long hair shawls, are long dams, blocked into one piece.

Beaded corridor.

★ A line of willows is half immersed in the water, as if a group of girls lifted their skirts and stood in the moonlight washing their long hair.

★ The willows hang down their slender and soft branches freely, just like a girl who has just washed her hair without braiding her long hair.

★ Rain and fog swirl on the willow leaves, rustling sand, like a girl stroking the strings, and like a silkworm swallowing mulberry leaves.

The willows on both sides of the river changed from light green to dark green, swaying new soft branches and reflecting them on the river, making the river green.

Color, such as the jade river flows eastward.

★ Losing the scaly bark crisscrossed by green willows is like wrinkles on the face of a silent old man.

★ When you walk on the road, the flying sheep often surround you from left to right, or touch your clothes or face, and they are entangled. This will remind people of the ancients.

The poem "Even when a wild goose flies, it has feelings".

★ The birch forest is like groups of slim girls in white dresses.

★ The birch forest in front is like a group of cranes standing on one leg.

★ Little birch trees outside the window stand in the moonlight like water, swaying green leaves gently like coquetry, longing for the night.

Moisture retention of dew.

★ Birch trees rustle, and one leaf after another falls to the ground like her tears.

★ The breeze swept, the bamboo forest swayed gently, and a rhythmic bell sounded, just like that wonderful music.

★ Bamboo is swaying in the wind, making a beautiful sound, like who blew a huge bamboo flute and played a deep song.

Music.

★ These bamboos are all the same in thickness and length, just like sisters born in the same year. They are slender, straight and graceful.

★ The wind is blowing gently in the bamboo forest, and the bamboo leaves tremble slightly, just like a slender mouth whispering.

★ When you walk into the shady bamboo path in the hot summer afternoon, you will immediately feel refreshed, exhausted and exhausted.

There is nothing but a cool world in my heart.

★ Spring bamboo shoots, like sharp cones, are covered with bright green clothes, smiling in the spring breeze and showering in the spring rain.

The leaves on the tree turned yellow, and the falling leaves danced up and down like golden birds.

★ When the autumn wind swept away, leaves fell in succession. Some dance like butterflies, some spread their wings like orioles, and some dance like dancers.

Spin gently.

These fallen leaves are like colorful petals scattered by fairies.

★ Fallen leaves, some like boats sailing in the wind, some like acrobats tumbling down, and some like hovering gliders.

Spin down.

★ Yellow leaves, one piece and two pieces, float gently on the water, like countless boats, slowly swinging away with the wind.

★ Mature red beans, some like agate and some like pearls, are covered with branches and form a small umbrella with dense green leaves. It's really annoying

People love it!

★ There is a large peach blossom in full bloom at the door, which is pink and tender as if it can be turned into water in one breath.

★ The blooming peach blossoms are like pieces of rouge, stained with rich mountains and rivers in spring, and like clouds, reflecting the vibrant earth.

★ Pink peach blossoms are next to each other, filling the whole branch. They are like a group of urchins, vying to be seen by others.

I am beautiful and rich.

★ The peach blossom has withered, and a few petals remain on the branches, still like a beating flame.

★ In spring, clusters of sparkling pear flowers look like snow waves on the river.

★ In the cherry blossom garden, the spring breeze is slow and colorful, and the falling petals flutter with the wind, like dancing butterflies and fairies sown by the goddess.

Flowers.

★ Jujube flowers are in full bloom, and six bare petals, like golden six-pointed stars, are mixed in the leaves, emitting bursts of fragrance.

Although jujube flower is not as bright as peach blossom, it attracts swarms of bees with its fragrance and gives its pollen to people for free.

Children, make high-grade tonic-jujube nectar.

★ A string of Sophora japonica flowers, like white milk overflowing from the branches, suddenly solidified in the air.

★ The osmanthus tree outside the window also took off its smoky clothes in winter and put on a new light green dress.

★ Osmanthus fragrans is so elegant, so generous, so full of vitality, people can't help but sit up and take notice, especially its rich fragrance.

Smoking makes people drunk.

★ In midsummer, the trees are full of phoenix flowers. They are so red and colorful. Against the backdrop of green leaves, phoenix flowers are like individual phoenixes.

The phoenix stops in the tree, which is beautiful.

★ Phoenix blossoms are red. Such a tree can't find a green leaf in the flowering period. It is all red flowers, and it is so warm.

Generous!

★ A phoenix flower is like a small flame, and a tree phoenix flower is like a burning torch. Phoenix flowers in full bloom all over the street shine everywhere.

Cities are all red.

★ When the flowers of Indus are in full bloom, the crown looks like a layer of red, dazzling, like a red butterfly.

★ Red phoenix petals are scattered all over the floor, like a bright red carpet.

★ The camellias all over the mountains are so bright, red and sunny, as if thousands of red stars are shining in front of us, and a breeze is blowing.

Blow it, it seems that there are thousands of flags flying.

★ Kapok is very red, with big flowers, which sounds like red horns.

★ It's kapok in full bloom on a tall tree, and the flowers are delicate and charming, as if they were blazing flames in the lush Shan Ye.

★ Kapok blooming by the roadside and riverside, a fiery red tree full of flowers, fiery red and golden, like a flag flying high.

★ Kapok is not as charming as peony, it is warm and thick, and it reflects the sky.

You see, this shining bauhinia tree is blooming one after another, pushing each other, okay?

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★ The bone buds of lilacs are purple, and the strings are like red sorghum ears.

★ White lilacs in full bloom are like snow, jade, silk and splash.

★ The lilac trees in the rain are crystal clear and swaying in the wind, as if dancing happily.

★ I have always liked lilacs, lavender, plain, elegant and natural.

There is an arched rattan frame in front of the gate. In spring, it is covered with vines like purple grapes.

★ Some long branches of wisteria are covered with lilacs, and the petals are clustered together in rows.

Line up in order, just like a group of little girls who change dance queues from time to time.

★ Magnolia sets off the spring breeze, a tree with white flowers, like snow, like jade, like clouds and like flying waves.

★ There is a big white jade cup like magnolia on the tree.

★ The big flowers and delicate petals of Magnolia grandiflora seem to have been soaked in snow, carved with jade and elegant?