Early in the morning

Early in the morning, with the sound of the falling rain, I came to the window, through the window looked out, the sky fluttering rain, this is the first spring rain ah! Facing the spring rain point I walk in the garden, see the spring rain, fluttering and sprinkling, make the winter jasmine, peach blossom unexpectedly open, golden, pink... The petals were pressed together. You see, even the small wild flowers on the roadside are not willing to lag behind! It stretches its branches and leaves, blooming in the rain with fresh beauty. The small frog that slept for a winter, at this time I do not know where to drill out, the small eyes turn around, as if to tell us: spring is coming, spring is coming! Suddenly, "Boom, boom...." Woah! Spring thunder sounded, this spring thunder brother told me that he wanted to dance with spring rain, dancing rain instantly became coarse, rain also became rapid, a long lost spring rain for the earth to wash away the dust deposited throughout the winter. After the spring rain, I smell the direction of the soil, the air is so fresh, refreshing, comfortable! The grass, the flowers, and the trees all straightened their backs, proudly, as if to say: "I am the most beautiful, but also the most fragrant, no one can compare with me!" "One tall and upright. Under the misty spring rain, it green the willows by the river, red peach blossoms by the village, nourishing all things full of vitality.I like to look at the lotus flower, whenever I see the lotus flower that full of the sense of fullness of the petals, I can not help but think, what will be inside? Today, and early out of the door, to see the lotus, when I was small, I saw yesterday in full bloom of a lotus, today is missing, I am curious, along the flower pool carefully, I found in yesterday the lotus is still standing place, actually grew a tender, fragile lotus seeds! I carefully took it off, it is still small, the skin is golden, as if with a touch of the hand can be its skin off, I took it away, I thought, what will be it, I put it. When the skin is peeled off, I see a green shell inside, and I plant this shell again, Exposed inside the small fruit, in the mouth to taste, a little bitter, also a little sweet, later, from the mouth of others, this thing called lotus seeds, has a high medicinal value: lotus seeds have calm, strong heart, anti-aging, anti-tumor effect, which is rich in calcium, phosphorus and potassium, in addition to the bone of the tooth components, but also to promote coagulation, make certain enzymes active, maintain nerve transmission Conduction, sedation, maintenance of muscle flexibility and heart rhythm. I can't think of lotus seeds have so high medicinal value, since then, I prefer to eat lotus seeds, nature is really a magician, for human beings to create such a good thing!Open the skylight, write loneliness, look up at the stars, see only your raised mouth and blurred eyes, stars and meteors are covered by your appearance, the love of the Big Dipper can only become your companion. In this way, quietly watching the moon climb up, unaware that the memory of the solo has quietly begun. That summer, seems to be in order to meet you and tailor-made for me, at that time I was young and frivolous, confident to conceit, but in the moment I saw your smile, I understand that in the young battlefield, I was captured. We are all the same, all the same innocent children. So, you and I became best friends. We fantasize together, fantasize dance moonlight, it is the opinion how romantic thing, we are sad together, sad legend of the dragon scale in the sun radiation back to burn our eyes. However, how can the most beautiful sun, how can have the world, you will finally put me alone together in the friendship of this beautiful but full of hardships on the road. After tomorrow, go back to the past, everything goes back to the wind. Clearly said not to go, but just because of a sentence if love, why together, you will no longer free from my world, leaving me standing at the crossroads, looking at you through the crowd of the back, but tears. The miracle of love is thus a lie. Keep humming our song. My world, you have become clouds and rain, full of memories of friends, only the pale flower handkerchief is still flying in the wind. As early as the moment you turned around, you found a gorgeous excuse for yourself - rumors have a thousand decibels. I chose to forget.