The city has invested in Kaiyuan, and there is a flower with a faint fragrance and a sleeve.

The city voted for Kaiyuan. In my memory, she is gentle, delicate, beautiful and agile.

in the morning, a damp with a faint fragrance of flowers gently awakened me from my deep sleep. It is raining! After taking care of myself gently, I strolled to the garden downstairs.

The willows on the roadside are swaying gently in the breeze and drizzle, and the tender branches make the early birds shuttle and dance, and the green skirt yarn becomes a pleasing scenery; Grass, looking at the outside world carefully in MengMeng, a little rain gently slipped into the soil, and the grass could not help but stretch its neck, cool and itchy.

The rain is slowly weaving diagonally in the breeze, and the wind is quietly passing through in the drizzle. Everything is so natural and harmonious. My breath is involuntarily light and even, for fear of blowing away this almost solidified beauty in one breath. I put the rain gently, walking slowly with the rain in the tall buildings ... < P > When the city is in Kaiyuan, there is a flower with a faint fragrance and sleeves. Leaves, tell your happiness in the wind, and your laughter is your most beautiful singing; Leaves, butterfly dancing in the rain is the most beautiful youth, and the green color is your most beautiful appearance. The leaves are speechless, listening to the wind and rain at the top of the branches, as quiet as a virgin and as moving as a rabbit. Leaves, so that their beauty is consistent, low-key but not publicity.

The rain hits the green leaves and plays a beautiful movement of tinkling spring water. That wet look is blessing your dreams and sketching the most beautiful lace for your memory. I stood quietly under the cherry tree, and the water thread gently slipped from my face, hazy and poetic. In front of the garden, the rain falls gently on the leaves, then stop for a minute, then slips into the ground and disappears into the shallow stream. Think about all the beautiful scenery.

Through the drizzle, we saw the dancing of the wind, and saw the tender feelings as smooth as water. Through the drizzle, I saw the willow drooping, and I saw my heart full of shy dreams. Through the drizzle, I saw the smile of the flowers and the lingering fragrance when the leaves fell; Through the drizzle, I saw the rhythm of life and a romantic story quietly interpreted in the rain and exquisite buildings.

The rain is still falling quietly. The water drops on the oil-paper umbrella slip into the cracks in the slate and blend into the trickle. The skirt of blue and white porcelain is spinning gently, moving forward and slowly disappearing into the slender green corridor. The wind, blowing gently, gathers gentle rain threads and weaves beautiful dreams, making the rainy world the most beautiful.

the city voted for kaiyuan, and there is a flower with a dark fragrance and sleeves. The drizzle with charming cherry blossoms disturbed the rhythm of spring. Fresh, natural, charming, so quietly showing their own beauty, so I can't help but stop moving forward. Falling in love, bending down, picking up a petal, wet feelings suddenly linger in my heart. In the soil, some petals lurk in it, shyly looking at the world in front of us; Among the dead leaves, some petals are stacked one after another, outlining a spring look; In the rock, a few petals stick together, a pair of innocent girl shyness.

You are a fresh and simple poem. It can stand the waste of time, and let you chant and taste slowly. The hot feelings in the poem stimulate the nerves, like the waves of love, wrestling with the shore violently and intoxicating. Every rose petal is so pitiful that it deserves careful appreciation and quiet taste.

the city voted for kaiyuan, and there is a flower with a dark fragrance and sleeves. After the drizzle, you are still moving forward cautiously. After dinner, I once again wandered in the garden with wanton flowers, quietly picking your femininity and affection at night. The existence of the story keeps the footsteps of youth, leaving a beautiful legend, flowing with happiness and satisfaction. I like listening to the wind in your world and dancing with the flowers under the orange street lamp. You are gently combed and colored by the soft light.

The wind, with the fragrance of flowers, stays in the surrounding world. Take a deep breath, and the wet fragrance permeates the whole heart. That kind of unspeakable happiness, rippling in the brow of meditation, is really intoxicating. Moonlight, gently vented in the quiet trees, like a veil falling slowly, is beautiful. Adults and children are deeply attracted by the scenery at the moment, and they come to your world in small groups. The night is going deeper and deeper, but the feelings that are dormant in my heart can't sleep for a long time.

the city voted for kaiyuan, and there is a flower with a dark fragrance and sleeves. Young us, walking slowly on the jungle path with sparse trees, have unspeakable comfort. Occasionally, a few perched birds are awakened, which brings some movement to the quiet night sky and makes people envy. Not many words, just holding hands quietly and walking slowly, told even more in silence than they had told in sound. The soft light falls lightly on your silky hair, giving off a different kind of affection.

the distant light beam, like the static waiter's * *, is waiting for something. Soft light, woven obliquely in the sparse forest, turns into a hazy and romantic warm artistic conception. At this time, I will communicate with you slowly in the depths of life. Ideals are transmitted in the whispers of leaves, feelings are sprouted in the elegant moonlight, and all the flowers are blooming silently for us. In this way, looking at each other quietly and affectionately, a story danced lightly at both ends of the flowing cloud.

the breeze, as always, comes with laughter and lifts your hair. The budding of love slipped silently into the middle of the night, and the grass at the foot stretched out. The wanton fragrance of flowers gently seeps into the memory of youth, leaving an intoxicating poem. Holding your hand and retracing your steps, I found that the moonlight is still beautiful and the flowers are the most fragrant.

when everything is calm, my heart feels another sprout, and I always want to take stock of the day's rush and let my life leave footprints. Orange lights, gently falling down, like the fragrance of flowers in a place; Such as washing the moonlight, gently venting and moistening the walking words; The cicada-like window screen shows an elegance and charm in floating, all of which are an unexpected mystery and beauty.

Every time I open the memory of life, I see you who is reserved and charming. Beautiful dreams still flow quietly in the valley of emotion. Without you, life would be a lot less interesting. Without you, the long night will add a lot of loneliness; Without you, flowers have no silk and water has no fragrance. City investment in Kaiyuan, a beautiful scenic line, makes people forget to return regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter. Years are always moving forward at a pace we don't want to accept. Where the eyes touch, they are full of warmth, rising quietly.

The city voted for Kaiyuan. In my memory, she is gentle, delicate, beautiful and agile. The city voted for Kaiyuan, and there was a flower with a faint fragrance and sleeves.

Editor's note: The city invested in Kaiyuan, and built a home with ingenuity, like a beautiful scenic line, rising in Linyi. As the owner, the author writes the words of the soul with exquisite brushwork, praising the quiet lifestyle of Chengtou Kaiyuan, which is worth reading carefully.