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At the time of the spring of March, in the courtyard of a house in front of the building, several cherry trees could not resist the soft and warmth of teasing, and secretly showed some pink smiles. Looking into the distance, the few delicate trees Parliament Cigarettes, lazy in the lazy, like a girl after the bath, under the peep of the crowd, revealing the charming shyness, especially the faint blush on the cheek, It is even more exciting. The first time of the past, I mistakenly thought that it was Chunmei, and I avoided it far away, for fear of being distracted by the overly glamorous costume. Until that night, I stood under her feet, revealing the faint moonlight, watching her cold and elegant in the twilight, smelling her cold fragrance from inside and outside. I realized that it was the cherry blossom that I thought about. The next day, with my coziness and delusion, I came to her feet again. I found that under the encouragement of the sun, she looked very lively and her dancing was full of grace. Xu Xu Qingfeng came to the wind, and the time was full of brilliance, very enchanting. Since then, her beauty has been fixed in my heart. I often go to see her and work hard to trace every image of her in the depths of memory. Then put them together and reflect them in your mind. I am afraid to miss every detail of her short flowering period. She seems to be very cooperative with me, always able to bring joy to every visit to me. When I mourn for the fallen cherry, she will shake the branches lazily, indicating that she still has a lot; when I am lingering at night, she will occasionally put a little cherry into my pocket, suggesting that I am already late. Although, she has changed a lot compared to when I first saw her. However, I firmly believe that she will not leave early because I never believe in the "Sakura Seven Days". Sadly, the day was finally over. When I saw her, she was only left with bare branches but did not forget to wave to me Marlboro Lights. I couldn��t recognize her. The old flowers were full of branches, and it used to be a smart dance. She is obviously enchanting, seems to be like a big dream yesterday, never had. I was uneasy and bowed my head. Sure enough, the flower had already been paved with red lichens. I looked up to her and lamented why she was so beautiful Cigarettes For Sale, and why she was so decimated that she had bent down on her heart. Silently picking up the dreams of her lost land, each one is as beautiful as the original. Unfortunately, she did not see her when she fell, it seems that this is her intention to avoid. I think so far, the scene will be extremely tragic to go home, facing a pocket of flowers, I think, this is the law of nature irresistible: everything will always have its cycle, life blooms and then wither, so repeated, never live Interest, this also makes the eternal nature. I relieved myself, knowing that I don't have to be constrained by the turmoil of the flowers, not to be obsessed with the grief of the flowers. Just remember that she used to be beautiful, and although she passed away, she will eventually greet her March flower season. I believe that the ancients�� "before the flower in front of the court, the humiliation" is such a scene, that is, the state of mind... After the loneliness, next March, the cherry blossoms will be clustered with flowers and branches, and the blossoming city will be splendid.
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