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Good memories in spring

(2017-04-09 22:11:59)
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Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring


In the spring of the river, a river is frozen, and the river is clear and transparent, and in the open place, it becomes a small pool, green like jade, and there is a gap. He made the noise of the collision, turned into a small waterfall, crystal clear, and the grass began to float in the bushes, and the wild flowers were quietly blooming on the shore, and it was beautiful.



Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring


There was a large piece of rape on the bank of the river, and the rape was open, a dazzling gold, the bees buzzing around the bushes, and I took the brown small, glass film, and caught the bee in the center of the flower. The flowers came to feed it, and he didn't accept, and even tried to escape my hands, and on five, it was hurt by its sharp sword.



Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring


In spring, I think of the river, and I remember my fellow men, and our names are almost the same, the name of the earth, well. We often run to each other's home to play, and remember a little friend's house with a small jujube tree, the leaves of the trees in spring and green, well, we all will, run, and open. Its flowers and leaves, how many years later, we all grew up and left home. As in that old song, it is now that I see the clouds in the sky, and he keeps asking me, the lake of the sea, saying, come back, come back, come back, do you come back? Come back.



Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring


I used to be proud, and now I am empty, and I have the clouds in my hometown, but I'm ashamed and I can't face it. Remember that there was a big pomegranate tree at the door of the old house, and its branches bent, and it just happened to be on the top of the front door, in April, 45 in April, and the red pomegranate blossoms. Attracted everyone's attention, crowds, swallows, flying, falling on top, and eating their food, taking care of their children, and how beautiful the picture is.



Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring


Suddenly, from the past, I understand that these wonderful memories never exist, my love, my grandpa has left me for 16 years, and is always leaving. The old tree river villages, each together, forever disappear, only in my memory they can be resurrected again and again. In front of the eyes, love, keys, always live in the childhood!

The night is so quiet, in this soft light, I seem to see yesterday, yes, spring has come, and he's got a great deal of the smell of books, and he's going back to the earth. The sun and the grass in the sky, they will be more and more beautiful, and as I can only put them in the bookmarks, in the diary, left in the deepest heart.

 

Good <wbr>memories <wbr>in <wbr>spring

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