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The flower is shiny, a piece of gold, which has become my most panache decorated room. Whenever a guest, is always the topic arising therefrom, and spread, boundless, as boundless as the sea and sky, but friends often forget to leave can not be thrown on one: Dr Reborn the flower is really good!
This flower is really good, yes, I also like this said. Usually there is love the habit of morning dew on the petals, light dial, or in the lazy sunlight in the contemplation of butterfly make incense, or simply have to go in, flirt with your honey bee, in this I feel there seems to be full of interest, but in the eyes of others, perhaps contains too many children interesting. But the flowers habits, to me is not. The flowers, also should say is the life the first time. I remember a friend sent me a word: by plucking her petals you do not gather the beauty of the flower. Think so, nothing.
Put it in the desk, is an ornament, a foil, a decoration, is also a kind of scenery. The night alone, don't say fragrant surplus sleeve, one is visual, there is also a cheerful feeling. As always there is a layer of warmth to hit you, always let you feel a warm golden wrapped around you. This will not consciously remind you familiar with the girl's smile, quiet, warm towards you! Close your eyes, as a section of memories, there will produce a lot of beautiful story, cordial and familiar with the story, accompanied by a cordial and familiar smile, into the dream, embellish your dream is yellow heap of Montreal, still beaming back and smile Dr Reborn?
In a vase of flowers, even on weekdays in the kind of lonely also don't feel alone, lonely, only quietly to your eyes to a petal arbitrary, flowers warm will infect you immediately. Sit quietly, what also don't think, what also don't have to do, then you will feel, this piece of heaven and earth really belong to you. Indoor permeated with a flower of warmth, light suffused with a beautiful warm. Only at this time, you will find, eleven flower how like eleven pairs of eyes, are quietly watching you, reported to you with a very warm smile, the smile seemed familiar, friendly, can remind you of what Dr Reborn.   

Hand hook's secret, I marry you after one hundred years!
Oh, the past is like forever yesterday, wan! Have a pair of bright eyes in spirit long eyelashes, angry pouted a little mouth, ha ha! Small broken bowl, broken on the ground China retail store contractor, covered with yesterday's childhood! Last night, the wind gently blowing past......
Wan with a small scissors, "Xia, your hair is a mess, I help you fix it!" "Don't! I want to go out in public!" "Don't charge you money!" "You pour money to me also don't let!" "Hum, don't run!"......
Wan holding a small picture, "Xia, I to help you paint!" "You? Do you know how to draw?" "Painting to know ah, ha ha!"...... "I had a good picture, see, summer is the pig, ha ha ha ha ha ha ha!"
Wan clasped my hands, the tears overflow, from her eyes to her hand, caught me heartache, "after the summer, I want to marry you, don't forget me!"
Wan family moved to the big city, from then on, school less of a copycat, my world is very quiet, but very tired. The table come and go, but always not wan figure!
I took the mother's hand and asked, "Mom, Wan will come back to see me?" "Oh, yes, wan to marry daughter-in-law does summer!" Time quietly flowing, I gradually big, "Mom, I also see Wan?" "Oh, yes, summer Shiwan best friend!" Time passes quietly, time wandering in yesterday, "Mom, you said Wan now will know me?" "Will, she like you, still remember you!" Time one point one points, today becomes yesterday, yesterday became forever Musee!
This year, I went to high school, childhood is very fuzzy, but also very clear, a broken bowl piece, covered with me yesterday! In going to the new year, the family Wan from large cities to visit relatives. Hear this name, do not know is familiar or unfamiliar, from no table high small broken child, now has grown into a teenager! Saturday after school, I met Wan, each of us shy shout, then lower the head to leave hurriedly! I turned and looked wan figure, she is the one that followed me Manshan girl, ha ha!
Wan turned slowly towards me, with girlish shyness said, "the summer, I did not forget you!" Then lower the head quickly away, do not know where the courage, I suddenly caught her by the hand, "Wan, you have been my best friend!"
We all laughed, time of the film, is unable to separate the friendship, we quietly, standing in the wind! If you can, I want to take her with mountain climbing, as in the past, I have a lot of words to say to her, and not to talk to her! Because the wind Wan hair, I broke the silence, "Wan, your hair is messy!" She sarcastically said, "so, you are a mess!" After laughing, Wan whispered me, "Xia, tomorrow you will accompany me to climb the mountain? Like a kid like!" I was stunned, "Wan, you can now!"
We go to climb the mountain, tired, our hands are dead branches scratch, very painful, but very happy! Like a child, but she is not the past that little girl, dc motor speed control and I'm not the what all don't know the little boy!  

This evening, so beautiful, the glass of the phantom, a beautiful encounter, like beautiful inspiration came from in the poems, eyeliner, beautiful basis. Impression, memory, picture like showing from the beautiful poem. I suddenly like the pure beauty of awakening, in the glass in the dusk to construct the acacia, like the white dove, fly out from the beautiful poem, placement in your dreams tower, you take care of not leave .
My dream of your destiny, I like your beautiful picture, point, line, surface if according to the word line, like a poem that soft lines, beautiful curve in your eye in punctuate dozen circle. You want to see to sunflower tree blade, like your rose in the poetic in open, the fantasy beyond the beautiful imagination, you now like lying in the beautiful sunset, bathed in the sunflower tree open in beauty. Sunflower plate that red, golden yellow flash point, like Van Gogh's brush sunflower, put the love of evaporating hot, let your love to leave.
May those beautiful flowers always head with , just like you in that golden sunflower, the golden scent and fiery wake, call you can't let go. You turned over in a beautiful mind, in filling every picture, leading the beautiful awakening.
"Ah, my beautiful lover, you are my dream of red roses, I just Nashili fiery sunflowers, my every sunflower point will shoot beautiful poem as your eyeliner, you meditation in my red couplets, do you like to hear the beautiful pigeon whistle, fly out of there beautiful sunflower flowers, landing on your head interior decorator hong kong.  

Autumn brings people and a touch of sadness. When you see the yellow leaves falling, leaves fluttering in the wind, only as a dancing butterflies, their graceful dance like to tell people not long ago green and full of vigour. In his short life, no regrets of the heart in full bloom the magnificent green. Until the advent of autumn, it will be reluctant to part with the long-awaited dream, in autumn wind chill's urging, all left the tree reluctantly, bid farewell to the green. Autumn is accompanied by deciduous points come to terms. And Tagore said, let life be beautiful like summer flowers, and death like autumn leaves. I think, this is the autumn leaves autumn soul DR REBORN.
Autumn, I love walking along the accumulation of thick deciduous woods, likes listening to the soles of the feet, the rustle of leaves, it is a kind of as if the voice from another world, pure, distant. Autumn is not the most beautiful flowers, but see deciduous static dance. It is a graceful realm, you can enjoy the leaves in the wind dancing posture, can hear the leaves whisper. This is the calm and calm after have experienced years of wind and frost, are all experienced the deep understanding and relief. Isn't this a kind of Nirvana? Is another kind of love? Deciduous is not heartless, turn into Chunni more quadrangle.

Autumn brings people have one kind of romantic poetry. The autumn sky is so blue, clouds are white like jade, under the blue sky, there are flocks of geese fly south occasionally. "Parking sit love Fenglin late red flowers in February". The red maple leaf is like a piece of flames burning in your heart. If you walk in Fenglin, looked at a tree full of red leaves, you will indulge. Fenglin to the people is a hot feeling, sweet scented osmanthus brings people is a charming fragrance. Osmanthus is so insignificant, little bud, quietly in the green leaves under the open. The flowers smell fragrance is full-bodied aroma, no one can resist its intoxicating fragrance. If you were in the fragrance overflowing in the sweet scented osmanthus trees, you will feel refreshed, tranquil and comfortable, the heart will be filled with infinite natural love of life, this is not a kind of full of poetic romance?
Autumn also bring us infinite love. Autumn night, autumn wind blowing, listening to the sound of autumn, a way of feeling, a road, a road aftertaste, just want to keep the autumn beauty, life in the autumn wantonly, wandering in the autumn of life. Like the autumn, because autumn bring me a beautiful memory, every detail is so real, leaving the endless charm. Life in this season, more warm and bright, soft pen, DR REBORNquietly reading, shallow memories, feelings of deep, leaving the phrase about, tell the autumn sentimentally attached. Listen, autumn is getting stronger, such as sound, voice Kou heart, heart in the autumn of the artistic conception of garden drunk.
Love is not only the autumn, autumn is gorgeous, but autumn thoughts. Like a season, sometimes like a song, a city more beautiful, not song city, how busy, sometimes it may be because of a person, a love story, a story. Happiness is not how much sunshine and rain, sometimes as long as some time in a place a smile, can float to the surface of your heart ripples ripples, the harvest of a happy happy.
Autumn, the heart of warm flow, Enron, toward the bright autumn sun still smile. The autumn sun filled the love letters, listen carefully, someone in the recitation, someone is singing, want to articles moved, accompanied by warm, freehand hope, every word people cherish, never forget. Because the autumn sun lived my romance, Qiu Yang lived in my memory.
Autumn, it brought me to a deep realm inextricably bogged down in, make me. The place where everyone can go to, but not everyone can enjoy them, only the love autumn people can truly feel the autumn soil exudes aromas of Qiu Xiang Nutrilite Hong Kong......  

Neath the halo of a street lamp, flying over a was in a hurry owl figure, accompanied by the return of the passers-by hurry; sweet scented osmanthus trees Conglong lush Sese has black and yellow leaves falling, sporadic rain, swaying sparse mottled light, like a flower, a funeral flower rain Yin, the shallow winter cold acme unable to outline the mandala.
Thick and heavy in colours, 10000 golden autumn, finally quietly faded yesterday flourish costumes, shallow winter carrying sadness and shallow faint fragrance come in a throng DSE Maths Mock Paper


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It is more like a shallow winter, even if it is not spring leaves Fusu like flowers tea garden, no summer passion like hot, also did not fall cloudless like an invigorating autumn climate, and it even has a cold biting cold, with ice thousands of miles, miles of freezing, a silent, everywhere desolate Xiao Su; but I still unrepentant love light in winter, it is like a vicissitudes of the octogenarian, difficult move small fine step silence of Hou deep in the years in a hurry shuttle, silence falls another old curtain.
If the spring is a perfect comma, so winter is an indispensable period; if the summer is a story of the most elegant and romantic beginning, it is a story of the most mature charm ending winter; if the autumn is a beautiful and kind-hearted angel, so winter is behind the angel silently for strength and stability the creator.
I opened the window, a trace of head-on wind biting cold season chill, continuous rainy weather, the persistent haze of winter city, walked with light steps slowly come: straight, Indus leaves huddled shivering, beauty of chrysanthemum with tears, the rush of pedestrians wrapped in cotton silk. Thinking of this, winter is a mischievous elf, just a rumor went up the world to raise vigilance, dare not neglect the slightest or distraction; but secretly like winter, like the winter with peace, calm and happy and keep a straight face to walk, even a proud plum also voluntarily only for its graceful svelte open in winter, winter is cold, but very warm; the winter will be snowy, winter but will group a circle; winter full of depression, winter is on everyone's face blooming beautiful and brilliant smile; winter snow, Wan Yun Mei Zhi the Handan ten fragrance, thousands of miles of white. Forgive the mind, pathetic!
Who said: shallow winter cryogenic, send love not, lean on a railing and gaze, pale blue wind. Thoughts and spring and Chung, but no warmth to melt, do not want to, the night wind fluttering leaves, stepping on a light shade. Meet, what is separated, bloom, what is withered, when Xu, when abandon, time does not understand, not in time, but, bridge heart lock, lock several concentric, not looking back, people have the horizon. What is love, loving heart, human life, vegetation of a field, for whom the crazy? For who sad... Why not sit in the depths of time, Xu Qiandong season fragrant; take a casual smile, close to the sun?
Bloom season, DR REBORN fruit surplus is an autumn, snow with a winter night: when the flowers open in full million trees, you should work hard to create, the creation of courage, about the sun, a strong and rich; when the wind blows the Xu Liu warm and overflowing the earth, you should seriously rich fragrance, this fragrance about grace a subtle, a noble, and literacy; when the fruitful harvest filled basket, you should be decisive collection, this collection of silence, a happy, happy and happy about; and when the trace of snow quietly floating full Qiandong silver bowl, you want to sleep, the light is placed in the long greenhouse Che Wan Wan, words do not lonely, also don't say the vicissitudes of life, nor rain no rain, wind and smoke are net like laughing at the snowflakes will shallow winter standard into frames, opened a branch in the fingertips of tenderness a calm, quiet and tranquil Suduo.
Always thought that as long as peace of mind, spring summer autumn winter are one of the most beautiful scenery; our life how depends entirely on their own innermost feelings, if we have a lifetime of feeling in the blame, then our life is complaining about life; if we are in a lifetime to feel compassion, then our life is compassion life; if our life in a lifetime to feel elegant, then our life is beautiful life; the life of each person are different, what about romantic burgundy wine?