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The breeze holds the spring and rolls in …
Miscellaneous vines are dense and deep, winding on the white wall frame, and they are scattered. The tangled dead branches reveal new green buds, and the most basic background color of life-green-sets off spring.
The precocious wisteria is really small, blooming on the same twig and vine, tied to the bare air by a thin beard, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind at any time ... purple flowers scattered among vines, like lazy women sleeping in the most beautiful morning sun.
Immersed in the intoxicating spring breeze with flowers in full bloom, facing the golden sun rising in Ran Ran.
I walked through wisteria lane.
Meet wisteria.
Hua de Jia yi
Wisteria definitely deserves the Nobel Prize in Literature, if someone translates her beauty into the common language of human beings.
I often read wisteria climbing in the air on campus. Look at her solidification from a distance, and look at its cycle closely; Read her deep, read her simple but elegant.
In March, read wisteria wedding dress.
The sky changed from cobalt blue to pearl color, and the sun slowly broke through the cocoon, diluting the clouds into transparency. Therefore, the clouds flow according to the pre-conceived pattern: wisteria, green leaves and morning mist. ...
It is foggy in the south of the Yangtze River in March, so Wisteria's wedding dress is often silent in the early morning fog.
When I read this wisteria silently, I inadvertently found her bright smile. I can't help wondering. In the afternoon, my classmates and I sat on the newly painted promenade near the playground to have a rest.
Just as I was enjoying myself, suddenly someone covered my eyes and asked me mischievously, "Do you smell the fragrance? Guess what that is? " It is like the spirit of spring, conveying the beautiful information of spring. I can't help being infected by her and smelling it hard ... then a breeze blew, "hmm! I smell it! Is it lilac? " I cried in high spirits, but he didn't say anything. He just kept covering my eyes and took me across the corridor. Suddenly I seem to meet something, a flower stem! I groped for the flower stem in front of me, as thick and vigorous as an old tree. Suddenly she grabbed my hand and shook it gently, as if my hand had touched something! This is a flower, and I gently stroked this little flower. It is so petite that its petals are so soft that they seem to be destroyed by force. I touched it gently again, and it swung back and forth like a bell and returned to my hand. I think I heard the bell. It is so small and full of the breath of spring.
"What flower is it?" I asked anxiously, and suddenly she let go. My eyes lit up, and then clusters of purple flowers came into view. "It's wisteria!" "I cried with joy! Wisteria is also like a shy little girl, with delicate little hands in the wind. And clusters of wisteria are like clusters of small grapes, shining against the green leaves.
I stepped back a few steps, and the whole wisteria came into my eyes.
It-wisteria, lush flowers and leaves covered the stems, climbed up the promenade, and formed a large shade on the promenade, a large shade full of flowers, a large comfortable and quiet shade. ...
I really like it! As written in the article "Wisteria Waterfall", wisteria has formed a purple waterfall from deep to shallow against the background of the white corridor, which makes people feel calm at first sight; Let people immerse themselves in it at first sight; Let a person feel very comfortable, very comfortable, very comfortable. ...
Standing in front of the waterfall, I seem to be a greedy little bee, fascinated by this sweet floral fragrance and unable to fly; Like a beautiful butterfly, I can't help dancing for the flowers. ...
I was sitting in the classroom, and catkins floated to my desk, accompanied by bursts of fragrance. It's wisteria! I hurriedly looked out. ...
Outside, wisteria shook her arms in the wind, and a fragrance followed …