A sentence about looking at pear blossoms on a rainy day

I like the pear blossoms in the drizzle of spring rain the most. They bloom sadly in the rain, like a beautiful woman shedding tears. Every little bit, there is a kind of graceful and beautiful beauty. Such a posture makes people feel affectionate.

This spring has turned from warm to cold. Although bright spring sunshine is extremely rare, spring has not stopped at all. The peach blossoms are in full bloom as scheduled, and the pear blossoms are floating as scheduled. The spring rains come one after another, like going to the market. After countless misty rains, the peach blossoms are bright red, the plum blossoms are pure and clean, and the pear blossoms are clear and graceful. , bloom to your heart’s content. Every time I see it, I am filled with joy.

Deep in the pear blossoms, it is as crystal clear as snow, and the snowy wind blows, mixed with the prosperity of a tree. Pear blossoms and snow dance together, and the quiet fragrance is refreshing. In this pure rain of flowers, the beautiful and weak woman opened her eyes and stared at Fan Lixue.

At that moment, there must have been a rain of pear blossoms on the West Lake. The pear blossoms on the trees were like horses coming through the air, bringing down a heavy snowfall for the south of the Yangtze River in spring, and caging it by the bridge. Jinyan.