Write an 800-word composition on the topic of warm spring.

The spring breeze gently blows the bangs on the forehead, and looking at the graceful willows beside me, it seems that there is a little green novelty. The green of the willow tip seems to tell me; Vibrant spring is coming!

Walking on the road, I saw the strong grass break through the ground with its tenacious perseverance, settle at the foot of the wall, and decorate the beautiful spring with its light green color without reservation, as the poet Bai Juyi wrote, "The boundless grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. " The grass is also telling us that the spring of recovery of all things has quietly arrived!

The breeze blew, bringing many fragrant smells-following the fragrance, I stepped into the peach blossom forest that I had been longing for for for a long time. The scene in front of me changed instantly, and pink came into view. Just like Tao Yuanming wrote, "There are hundreds of steps on the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, and the grass is delicious ..." It really feels extraordinary. The beautiful peach blossom forest and lush green grass make me embrace nature with open arms. Then I just lay on the green grass and looked at the pink peach blossoms. In the infinite silence, the feeling of natural happiness permeates the depths of my soul-the sunshine touches me gently like my mother's warm hand, and the blue sky is peaceful. Occasionally, some swallows come back from the south. There are a few thin white clouds in the sky, just like the shy veil of a girl. I closed my eyes gently and let the warm breeze blow slowly from my ear. A wisp of black hair on my forehead fluttered gently, which was very comfortable. I became a flying butterfly, and I never thought about how to study hard. My eyes fly with my thoughts. ...

In a trance, the space in front of us has expanded, the grass stems have become thick trees, the ants have become busy migrant workers, and everything is immersed in infinite joy. "This is a good time for spring", and everything is trying to grow. ...

The color of spring is gentle; The taste of spring is Fangfang's; The feeling brought by spring is pleasant and comfortable. I am lying on the green grass, feeling the earthy smell brought by the earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and feeling that I melt instantly in this spring and blend in with the earth. Touch the pulse of nature, feel the heartbeat of nature, and only feel that I have evaporated instantly!

Return to nature, return to nature! Spring-let's go for an outing!

Unconsciously, spring has quietly come to us.

The warm spring breeze blows and blows, awakening the earth, blowing green grass, blowing red peach blossoms, blowing ice over the river and letting spring water flow.

I walk into nature, listen to the footsteps of spring, feel the breath of spring and enjoy the dance of spring! Stepping on the soft grass, the breeze blows, and the grass shakes its body one after another, scrambling to open its curious eyes to appreciate this magical and wonderful world.

I couldn't help bending down and stroking the grass affectionately. Their colors are so green. This fresh light green must be spring-the most beautiful color in this colorful palette! Accompanied by proud as a peacock's voice, I looked up and saw several slender peach trees. Ah, fluffy buds, accompanied by bright smiles, are really pleasant.

Look at the peach branches, some are graceful, some are slender and soft, and some are vigorous and powerful.

Look at those peach blossoms, pink, rose and crimson.

Peach blossoms have different scents.

Thick or light, light makes people feel relaxed and happy, while thick makes people feel refreshed.

Peach blossoms have different beginnings, some are full of bones, red and white, like a small bell and a shy face.

Some of them are open in the wind, giving off a high-spirited breath, and don't have the flavor of "Ao Shuang stands upright and blooms in the wind".

Not far from the peach tree, there is a pool of water, the water is crystal clear, the breeze blows, and the calm water is wrinkled and dizzy. Birds are chirping, hovering over the water and admiring themselves in the mirror.

Spring is coming, so beautiful! How I want to pull up some grass, pick some peach blossoms, cherish them and keep spring.

However, I can't and can't bear to ruin this beautiful picture. Those who really love spring should take good care of this beautiful spring, and tomorrow's spring will be better!

The 800-word composition "Let's go for an outing" in Pizhou Park has been raining in Qingming Festival, which does not disturb my spring outing at all.

Wear a light spring dress, carry a bamboo basket and go for an outing.

Go forward, but don't care where you go, just chase the breath of spring, that's the direction.

Before sowing, a layer of green grass has grown in the field. Grassroots are neat and not deliberately trimmed. They are booming and always make people shine.

Ah, a new life.

The water seems to be intermittent, walking, there is a slate here and a bunch of vines there, and the coverage is seamless.

However, there is still sound.

Listen, listen, there's water! Open that branch again. Look, right here.

It's hard to see mom laughing on weekdays. At this time, I also smiled and told me: "This stream used to be very wide. When I was a child, in summer, when the water in the stream rose, there were so many shrimps that I could fish with bamboo baskets, one by one ... "But at this moment, I seemed to see the stream gurgling in midsummer, and fish and shrimps were playing. ...

This is called Chinese milk vetch, this is a local dish, this is wormwood ... unconsciously, the basket is full.

I really want to pick ferns. I still remember grandma's fried bracken is delicious, and I haven't tasted it for a long time.

Unfortunately, there are not many ferns growing well on the hillside, so we have to give up because the road can't slide in.

I want to pick some azaleas back, but somehow, the azaleas bloom late this year, and I only see a few sparse shrubs along the way. I feel that it is not easy to bloom and I am reluctant to pick them.

The comb flower can't wait, it's full.

Everywhere you go, there are white delicate and pretty flowers, which are lined with green, which is also quite interesting.

When the wind blows, white petals fall in succession, and naturally the word "colorful" comes to mind.

Inadvertently walked into a mountain nest, sat on the grass and found gardenias on three sides, just like a cloud, a flower wall.

Only then do I know what "flowers bloom, flowers bloom" is all about.

The mountain road is getting narrower and narrower. At the end, I was stopped by the mountain. After turning a corner, it suddenly opened again. In front of me, there is a rape field in Huang Cancan. I'm afraid that kind of surprise can only be described as "another village" I don't know how far I have gone, but look at the time. It's time to go back.

There's no need to regret it. You can come again.

Spring is here, in this mountain, waiting forever.

Just waiting for you to rise one day, so put down your busy farming and walk in that direction with only pleasure.

Have you heard her call? Come on, let's go for an outing.

Writing in warm spring, the 800-word spring breeze slowly and gently blows the bangs on the forehead, and looking at the graceful willow beside me seems to have a little green new idea.

The green of the willow tip seems to tell me; Vibrant spring is coming! Walking on the road, I saw the strong grass break through the ground with its tenacious perseverance, settle at the foot of the wall, and decorate the beautiful spring with its light green color without reservation, as the poet Bai Juyi wrote, "The boundless grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

"The grass is also telling us that the spring of recovery of all things has come quietly! The breeze blew, bringing many fragrant smells-following the fragrance, I stepped into the peach blossom forest that I had been longing for for for a long time.

The scene in front of me changed instantly, and pink came into view.

Just like Tao Yuanming wrote, "There are hundreds of steps on the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, and the grass is delicious ..." It really feels extraordinary.

The beautiful peach blossom forest and lush green grass make me embrace nature with open arms. Then I just lay on the green grass and looked at the pink peach blossoms. In the infinite silence, the feeling of natural happiness permeates the depths of my soul-the sunshine touches me gently like my mother's warm hand, and the blue sky is peaceful. Occasionally, some swallows come back from the south.

There are a few thin white clouds in the sky, just like the shy veil of a girl.

I closed my eyes gently and let the warm breeze blow slowly from my ear.

A wisp of black hair on my forehead fluttered gently, which was very comfortable.

I became a flying butterfly, and I never thought about how to study hard. My eyes fly around with my thoughts ... In a trance, the space in front of me expands, the grass stems become thick trees, the ants become busy migrant workers, and everything is immersed in infinite joy. "Good year is spring", everything is trying to grow ... The color of spring is gentle; The taste of spring is Fangfang's; The feeling brought by spring is pleasant and comfortable.

I am lying on the green grass, feeling the earthy smell brought by the earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and feeling that I melt instantly in this spring and blend in with the earth.

Touch the pulse of nature, feel the heartbeat of nature, and only feel that I have evaporated instantly! Return to nature, return to nature! Spring-let's go for an outing!

The spring breeze slowly blows the bangs on the forehead, and looking at the graceful willows beside me, it seems that there are some green new ideas.

The green of the willow tip seems to tell me; Vibrant spring is coming! Walking on the road, I saw the strong grass break through the ground with its tenacious perseverance, settle at the foot of the wall, and decorate the beautiful spring with its light green color without reservation, as the poet Bai Juyi wrote, "The boundless grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

"The grass is also telling us that the spring of recovery of all things has come quietly!

Ecological sports park 800-word composition Spring has come, the warm spring breeze has awakened the earth, birds and flowers; The intermittent spring rain woke up the rivers and made them laugh and laugh.

Tired of a winter, with the arrival of this spring, our mood seems to be particularly comfortable.

On April 1 1, the evening teacher organized us to go to Kunshan Sports Ecological Park for a spring outing.

Kunshan Sports Ecological Park is a wetland ecological park integrating various sports facilities and garden culture.

The park covers an area of 5 1 10,000 square meters, of which10.9 million square meters.

The park is centered on water, separating all areas, and has set up five theme service areas, including sports ground, hydrophilic platform landscape area, children's play area, leisure and heart-nourishing activity area and ecological park service area.

It is another urban ecological park besides the forest park in Kunshan City, and it is also a good place for the residents of Zhoushi Town to travel for leisure.

Early this morning, accompanied by my mother, I went by bus with my teachers and classmates.

Although the Sports Ecological Park is located in Zhoushi Town where we live, I haven't been there since it was completed and opened in April 20 13. Because my parents are busy at work, I am naturally excited to have such an opportunity to play this time.

As soon as dozens of us entered the park, the first feeling was that flowers were everywhere, which was really refreshing.

Because of the beautiful environment and convenient transportation, there are quite a few people coming to the sports ecological park, covering almost all ages.

There are people walking, dancing, boxing, playing ball, roller skating and flying kites. Of course, more people come to enjoy flowers in the spring like us.

A group of us walked in the garden and enjoyed the beautiful scenery.

A large area of Japanese Tokyo Sakura is planted in the park. Seen from a distance, it is pink and very spectacular.

At first, I thought it was a peach blossom. Later, my mother explained that it was a cherry blossom.

My mother told me that peach blossoms and cherry blossoms really look alike. In fact, there is still a big difference between the two.

One is the difference in their trunks. The trunk of peach tree is grayish brown, and the trunk of cherry tree is purple brown.

Second, peach blossoms bloom first and then grow leaves, while cherry blossoms have both flowers and leaves.

The third is the flower shape difference between them. The front end of peach petals is round, while the front end of cherry blossoms is serrated and notched.

After listening to my mother explain the difference between peach blossom and cherry blossom, I really opened my eyes and learned a lot.

There are many white dandelions growing on the grass in the park. Under the breeze, they danced in the air like small parachutes, which was really beautiful.

What surprised me even more was that in a corner of the park, there was actually a large rape blossom. Huang Cancan is swaying in the wind, as if calling us to take a photo with them.

What a dynamic picture spring girl's hand weaves. It's really dazzling and ecstatic.

"Take it easy, colorful is always spring.

"We should cherish this beautiful spring, study hard and make progress every day.

The composition is warm. More than 700 words in the coming spring (for reference only). Listen to the sound of spring. Look at the color of spring. Smell the spring fragrance. My heart is pounding. Remember that long-lost touch? -early summer. The sun is burning. The wind is blowing with a slight warmth. The sunshine in early summer is reflected on the hot ground through the dense leaves. This summer is hot and poisonous. I was in the fourth grade of primary school that year, and I remember being paid attention to by my teacher. That summer, the teacher asked me to participate in the speech contest on behalf of the class. When I got home, I couldn't wait. I told you the news at once. You are very happy after listening to it. It's already late at night-"Give me your speech and let me see where to add some actions and what to pay attention to." "hmm." I fell asleep after giving it to you, but I didn't know you saw it late at night. From that day on, you stayed with me every night, reciting your speech until the day of the competition. Ruthless nights take away your energy. Even if it's just a word of sympathy. It's late autumn. Summer has arrived. A fruity breeze blew on my cheek. Autumn is beautiful, and the beauty of autumn cannot be expressed in words. This is a poetic autumn. In this bleak autumn, leaves are everywhere. Step on it, and the rustling sound will touch people's hearts. I was in grade five in primary school that year. I remember that math exam. The test results were also announced that morning. I can't wait to pick up the phone and tell you the result. You are very happy after listening to it. I showed you the examination paper when you came back that night. Maybe it's too proud. Your happy face suddenly pulled down, and I was really scared at that time-"It's certainly a good thing to win the first place, but if you become proud because of this first place. Then you might as well not take the first place. " Go back to your room. It is these cold words that touch the most vulnerable place in my heart. Tears ran across my cheeks and fell straight to the ground. I heard the ticking. Mom, maybe you don't know. After that exam, there was another exam in the class. I won the first prize again, but I don't want you to know. "The cold ground is covered with a thin layer of snowflakes. A cold wind came like a blade and slightly eroded my cheek. It was such a cold winter. I was in the sixth grade of primary school that year. I remember that there was a singing contest at school that year, and I was one of the contestants. The next morning, I got up late and you got up late, so I had to make up for it that day. You told me to fly to a photo studio as soon as I got up. I don't know what you said to the makeup people there, and then you came to me. About ten minutes after putting on makeup, you took me to school. When I got to school, you looked at your watch. It was already seven fifty. I was going to turn around and leave, but you stopped me. I was given some eggs and a bottle of milk from my bag-"Be sure to finish the eggs, or I won't have the strength to sing at the game. "You are already late for work." "Don't worry about me, please go to school quickly." Suddenly, I was moved, which is a feeling I have never felt before. The cold wind blew, and I shrank with cold. Mom, I have grown up by then. Meng Chun's invisible footprints are traces of snow. The endless topic is the winter of that year. A sudden spring breeze blew people's hearts into a trance. That winter, I grew up. There's so much to be thankful for. I can only borrow Meng Jiao's poem-"The thread in the hand of a loving mother makes clothes for wayward children. She sews them carefully and makes them up thoroughly, for fear of delaying his return home. But how much love does an inch-long grass have? There are three spring flowers." Only in this way can I praise you with this poem, which has almost become the eternal swan song of maternal love. Thank you, you brought me into this world, and I am very grateful to you, because only those who know how to thank their mothers. I felt the long-lost touch.

The spring breeze slowly blows the bangs on the forehead, and looking at the graceful willows beside me, it seems that there is a little green new idea.

The green of the willow tip seems to tell me; Vibrant spring is coming! Walking on the road, I saw the strong grass break through the ground with its tenacious perseverance, settle at the foot of the wall, and decorate the beautiful spring with its light green color without reservation, as the poet Bai Juyi wrote, "The boundless grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

"The grass is also telling us that the spring of recovery of all things has come quietly! The breeze blew, bringing many fragrant smells-following the fragrance, I stepped into the peach blossom forest that I had been longing for for for a long time.

The scene in front of me changed instantly, and pink came into view.

Just like Tao Yuanming wrote, "There are hundreds of steps on the shore, there are no miscellaneous trees in it, and the grass is delicious ..." It really feels extraordinary.

The beautiful peach blossom forest and lush green grass make me embrace nature with open arms. Then I just lay on the green grass and looked at the pink peach blossoms. In the infinite silence, the feeling of natural happiness permeates the depths of my soul-the sunshine touches me gently like my mother's warm hand, and the blue sky is peaceful. Occasionally, some swallows come back from the south.

There are a few thin white clouds in the sky, just like the shy veil of a girl.

I closed my eyes gently and let the warm breeze blow slowly from my ear.

A wisp of black hair on my forehead fluttered gently, which was very comfortable.

I became a flying butterfly, and I never thought about how to study hard. My eyes fly around with my thoughts ... In a trance, the space in front of me expands, the grass stems become thick trees, the ants become busy migrant workers, and everything is immersed in infinite joy. "Good year is spring", everything is trying to grow ... The color of spring is gentle; The taste of spring is Fangfang's; The feeling brought by spring is pleasant and comfortable.

I am lying on the green grass, feeling the earthy smell brought by the earth, mixed with the smell of grass, and feeling that I melt instantly in this spring and blend in with the earth.

Touch the pulse of nature, feel the heartbeat of nature, and only feel that I have evaporated instantly! Return to nature, return to nature! Spring-let's go for an outing! ...

The third grade composition "Nianwei" is about 800 words for the New Year! Dawn all the way through the night sky; Lanterns fly on the eaves; Stick couplets on the wall; A new dress ran out of the closet; Firecrackers resounded through heaven and earth; Pieces of rosy clouds are flying in the air; A cheer invited the red sun; A word of blessing is passed down from mouth to mouth-Chinese New Year! The land of China is full of joy, and Chinese people all over the world celebrate the Spring Festival.

Looking forward to the information of spring.

The spring breeze brings the fragrance of the earth, and the melting ice and snow are particularly brilliant in the sun.

Looking around, everywhere is bright red, full of joy and celebration! Wearing new clothes, strolling in the wide street, almost all the shops on both sides are closed, only a few are making a big splash, and there are mountains of beautifully packaged goods piled up at the door, which makes people see things in a blur.

The streets are empty, clean and tidy, abandoning the hustle and bustle of the twelfth lunar month and the busy scene of crowds of people, allowing people to walk in spring.

Motorcycles and cars carrying happy people, as well as big bags of rich new year's goods, rushed to their parents' homes, looking forward to the reunion of their children and having a harmonious and happy year! Leading to the slender and deep roadway, a pair of Spring Festival couplets is full of joy and interest; The word "fu" is powerful and glittering.

Most of these are "night pavilions for the elderly", which are the most joyful and lively places in 2008.

A motor vehicle arrived here, and the smiling children got out of it. Most of the parents standing in front of the door are full of energy.

There was no one in the carriage, and laughter floated in the house; The road is very narrow, and the road is occupied by constant affection.

The flavor of the year is strong, and the strongest is midnight.

The whole family sits around the dining table and has an annual special dinner-New Year's Eve.

Our Hetao New Year's Eve dinner is particularly delicious.

What Hetao hard four plates, stewed pork with sauerkraut, all kinds of seasonal dishes filled the table.

The family drank heartily and chatted about their family.

I had a delicious meal, filled my stomach and warmed my heart.

Red lanterns give off fiery red and soft light, so beautiful! On this beautiful reunion night, what a spectacular sight thousands of lanterns will be! Another table has been set in the living room.

The clean and bright coffee table is filled with plates of dried fruits, fruits and sweets, and the hosts in the TV are all dressed in beautiful holiday red clothes, saying festive and auspicious words. Some serious and cold programs in the past have also become interesting stories that people like to see during the Spring Festival, making everyone happy.

However, as soon as eight o'clock arrives, the audio-visual meeting of thousands of families will become the same program and their faces will become the same.

I think this Spring Festival Gala is magnificent, with many programs, harmonious and lively atmosphere and wonderful.

There are humorous sketches and dances. It is both elegant and beautiful in the south and poetic; And the * * * in the north is passionate.

Let me feast my eyes! Among the many programs in the Spring Festival Evening, I only like two programs.

Migrant workers enter the city from the heart.

Entering the City shows the vitality and innovation ability of contemporary college students, which makes people shine, gives people a dynamic, positive, upward and unremitting feeling of the spirit of this special group of urban migrant workers, and makes people pay higher respect to migrant workers in dazzling actions.

I think "From the Heart" must be the most shocking program. A group of country babies, dressed in rustic clothes, are plain enough to impress people.

Perhaps there is no warm and euphemistic song and dance; Maybe there is no humor in the comedy sketch; There may not be the domineering performance of the big stars, but after a word, the applause was like a tide, and many people immediately shed crystal tears.

Abandon the sculpture naturally, and clear water produces hibiscus.

The most innocent face, the most sincere words, is the most powerful tear gas, which makes people remember.

My heart is dancing, my heart is surging, and the New Year bell is coming to us. Everyone's heart is attracted by the beauty of spring and will usher in the footsteps of spring.

The night is like gauze, the stars are shining, the breeze is blowing, the dead branches are sprouting, the new mud is fragrant and the songs are flying.

In the gestation of winter, spring is full-fledged and coming soon.

The earth is full of the breath of spring! The singer's voice is more eager for spring, and the comedian's smile is more brilliant.

Spring is coming! Coming! The light footsteps of the second hand soon sent away the tired dog, and the crisp bell ushered in the lovely golden pig.

Spring has finally arrived, and with the reunion of the family, firecrackers broke through the ice floe like a flood.

Fireworks poured into the night sky like mushrooms after rain, and in an instant, the sky was a colorful and magnificent scene.

A loud noise also came, accompanied by bursts of snowy nights, knocking down the roof; One by one, the colored balls rose in the air, drawing a beautiful arc, and even the stars and the moon became dark.

It's really a fire tree and silver flowers, picturesque.

The figure is like a flood, like waves, and fireworks are like birds in the grass.

This is light, this is light, this is light, just like a painting that changes from time to time, giving people a dreamlike feeling! Finally, the next wonderful spring and autumn is waiting for us to sweat and write this brilliant golden pig year!

On Sunday morning, I was ecstatic when I saw the white outside the window.

Seeing the sun shining on the snow, Cher soon disappeared.

At noon, there was some warmth, which aroused my curiosity about spring and decided to go for a spring outing with my mother.

Going downstairs, although most of the grass is still yellow, several green grass plants have emerged from it.

Walking out of the community, several wintersweet trees on the green belt in the middle of the road are still in bright yellow flowers, and the refreshing fragrance is refreshing; The red camellia is hidden in the dense leaves, as if it were too cold to stick its head out this spring. A closer look shows that there are many flower bones like torreya grandis, but some of them have bloomed like roses and entered Jiangdong Park. When you saw some old people playing poker, you didn't seem to feel a chill. The children are having a good time here, which makes me feel that spring has come to us. There are dark green soft and dense moss between cobblestone paths; There are cherry trees on both sides of the path, some are in bud, and some have blossomed in the beautiful white flower park. From time to time, children's happy laughter, old people's conversation and birds' crisp crow made me feel the beauty of spring.

Ah, spring! Desirable spring, so mysterious, quietly approached with bursts of warmth! ...

It has become a routine to unfold all the past years, and many excited or sad memories fade away, leaving only a trace of warmth and warmth.

At that time, I was stubborn and willful, and my rebellion grew in the bones of my limbs.

Once I fell out with my father because of a trivial matter, and I ignored him in a rage.

The next morning, I left home for school directly. After a few steps, I heard my father's voice: "It's cold, put on more clothes.

"I was at the beginning, and I left without looking back.

After school in the afternoon, I went home alone.

As my father said, the temperature has dropped a lot.

The cold wind set off waves of dust and suddenly blew across my face, as if the blade were cutting my skin, which hurt terribly.

Dry and cold air seems to be everywhere, and I can't help shivering when I get into the thin light gray woolen clothes.

I put a breath into my hand and rubbed it, and the exhaled air formed a fog in the air.

I began to regret it. Although my father is annoying sometimes, there is some truth in what he says.

I sighed and walked home while rubbing my hands.

Just then, a familiar figure appeared in front of me. It's my father.

What is he doing here? Why are you still carrying your bag? He looked at me and smiled and said, "Are you frozen, son?" I feel very cold. I sent you my cotton-padded jacket as soon as I got off work. Put it on and don't catch cold.

"I said, and took out my clothes from my bag and let me put them on.

I said angrily, "It's not cold, never mind."

"Turn around and ignore him.

The father said blankly, "son, are you still angry with me?" ? What happened yesterday was dad's fault. Sometimes we go home and say, put it on first, don't freeze.

"A biting cold wind blowing, I can't help shuddering. My faith was shaken, and I took the clothes from my father and put them on. After a while, the cold feeling disappeared and was replaced by a warm current.

Gradually, I feel that my father is very kind to me, at least he cares about me.

I walked side by side with my father, who told me about my childhood.

Listening to him talk about how he took care of me when I was a child, I seemed to see a warm picture in front of my eyes, and a warm current flowed in my heart.

Gradually, I felt this warmth flowing in my limbs, my cold face regained its temperature, my stiff hands became warm, and the dry and cold air made my nose uncomfortable, just like that kind of rebellion could no longer touch my heart.

"Actually, Dad, yesterday ... I made a mistake ..." "Well, it's good to know my mistake. How can dad be angry with you? " Father's loving face rippled with a smile, patted me on the shoulder with his hand, and we continued to walk home.

Along the way, my heart was warm.

Fatherly love is as boundless as the boundless sea, pure and transparent, without any impurities.

His love for me never stopped, let the warmth flow in my heart.

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