Accidental

I walked under the peach blossom tree. Raise your head and lower your head, the Falling Spring red is in the hair. Close your eyes and gently smell a burst of intoxicating fragrance, which is the last gift of the petals leaving the branches. However, I, the person who walked freely, unexpectedly got this gift by accident. What’s the displeasure. Stepping on a piece of low and shallow green, I can’t hear the sound of Grass’s waist Breaking. It is soft and vigorous, and I am eager to love the tenacity of life. The vast expanse of grass on the ground of separation was such a surprise for this accidental encounter. The willows on the riverside brushed the green bead curtain, and the soft buds on the branches were swaying and growing. On the slightly wet spring mud, the oncoming wind narrowed the distance between me and the spring, gently brushed the weeping willows on my cheek, and smiled at this accidental touch. The silent winter snow covered the sound. The first BIRDSONG woke up the lazy heart, and the high and low trees set up the ladder of life. The Elves of this spring played and played, and songs of spring came out from the air, joyful and cheerful, and this song in my hand was the most accidental acquaintance. The warmth of three or two days has become a habit. It is always uncomfortable to get used to the last day of winter. The warmth and coldness of early spring make the mood fluctuate. On Earth, it is a person who wants peace and avoids chaos. It was said that the spring rain was as expensive as oil, but it could not lift the heart of love. The hidden watering hid in the invisible corner, and what appeared in front of me was only the residual appearance of the rain hitting the head and the flowers falling into the mud. By accident, the little fruit bulging on the branches with scattered petals was really surprised once, but only bare branches left by the rain. Even the accidental destruction of each other indeed has its meaning of supporting each other. When they meet each other, there is always its reason.

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