Sitting in the spring breeze, waiting for a cherry blossom rain-

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The cherry blossom avenue in front of Jiming Temple in Nanjing, every mid-March, looking from a distance, the cherry blossoms are in sheets, layer upon layer, and the flowers are in full bloom. Full of trees. Look carefully, they are in groups of three and five, tightly surrounded together. One after another, one after another.

Under the blue sky, the faint fragrance attracts countless bees and butterflies to come and dance gracefully. The golden sunshine shines on the transparent petals, and those cherry blossoms smile in the wind, like the bright eyes of a girl, charming and colorful.

In the sunshine and spring breeze, they bloom lively and vigorously.

On those days when the flowers were in full bloom, people were bustling under the flowers, walking slowly, stopping to watch, or taking photos; some were laughing and smiling, with bright smiles on their faces just like the flowers. bloom.

So after going there once during the day, I never dared to join in the fun again. He said that in the evening, when the street lights come on, there might be fewer people.

So, in the evening when the lights were on, we came to Sakura Avenue again. The road was much quieter than during the day. Those flowers are still shining under the illumination of street lights. Moreover, it changes into brighter colors under different lights, which actually adds many more dreamy colors than during the day.

If the cherry blossoms during the day are like tender girls, at night, under the lights, they shine with crystal light, but they turn into naughty children, each of them smiling like silver bells at night. Voice.

"Mountain cherry blossoms are like beauties, and their beauty fades easily." The breeze blows, the falling cherry blossoms are like rain, and countless petals dance in front of our eyes. I sighed softly, couldn't help but stretched out my hands, raised my head and gently greeted the falling cherry blossoms.

The petals are like butterflies, passing over my cheeks, falling on my shoulders, and staying on my fingers. I can actually feel the soft, cool floral fragrance. I stared at it, afraid that it would fly away gently like a butterfly. The white petals reveal the elegance of pink, and the pink is crystal clear with white, spotless. Under the moonlight, I suddenly remembered the sentence "Flowers bloom and fall all over the sky, who will pity my soul when its fragrance is gone?"

My thoughts drift into the distance, always reminding people of the perishable youth and fleeting beauty.

Hold his hand and let yourself become light and cheerful, like a falling petal, like a touch of crimson fluttering in the wind.

Zhang Ailing once said: "A person is destined to meet two people in his life. One is amazing and the other is gentle."

I think the cherry blossoms during the day are amazing for us. Eyes, the crimson color of night softens our gaze.

If possible, I would like to be the cherry blossom on the branch, surrounded by many flowers together with you, submerged in the sea of ??flowers, ordinary and unnoticed. Protect each other and bloom their most beautiful years.

In the depths of fallen flowers, there is always someone who can accompany you. No matter during the day or at dusk, you can watch the sunset over the western mountains and the crimson sky.