Every smiling face saw the figure of the spring girl

Life story

When I was a child, our family lived in a bungalow in the southwest of town. Life at that time and

Material conditions were much worse than they are today, but beauty lovers would fence around windowsills and plant something more likely to survive

Flowers. When spring comes, the sun slants down on the front Windows of the garden, and bright yellow spreads across the ground, like orange and yellow rice

The ears are filled with grain after the autumn harvest, which makes people can't help but smile in the corners of their eyes and eyebrows

After blooming, countless butterflies dance and bees dance, so that the faint fragrance of flowers in the dream season

Of the past.

On the bamboo fence, slender canna vines hang low and mumble shyly. A big dark green dress,

A light green gauze skirt, layers of folds wrapped in its beautiful, delicate body, let the beautiful ladybug Gu

Niang accidentally fell into the folds of his skirt and had to struggle up the thick green veins. No one doubts that the little ladybug is our messenger of spring. The ladybug broke free from the embrace of the green leaves, spread its thin transparent wings, followed the little dandelion umbrella into the sky, and flew away happily.

The most beautiful flowers in the garden can compete with bananas. Dahlia petals, like the ears of a fluffy cat

Like stacked together, standing in the sun full of charm, as if listening to Sui Dynasty Ying Yanyanyu love. Scarlet,

Pink, bright red, every smiling face to see the figure of the spring girl. Standing outside the bamboo fence, two eyes bright looking at the blooming flowers, for fear that the blink of an eye will disappear without a trace. If so, where else can I find this warm and heartfelt Spring Festival?

At the root of the dahlias, the family also grows mint that has never seen flowers open. Perhaps only when the night is deep and quiet will the mint bloom shyly on the moonlit night when no one is there. Crush the mint leaves and distribute

A breath mint like fragrance. Sometimes, I also pick some mint leaves and let my father fry them with eggs. I feel like I've had a long-awaited meal. When the fragrant lotus leaf scrambled eggs in my small bowl, my father would say: "So hot

Ah." A little peppermint will relieve the heat and poison.

I am not good at planting flowers and grass, although love is not less than others, but always afraid of flowers and plants will gradually wither under my provocation

To wither, to become dead, to die without water. So, no matter how beautiful, elegant, fragrant flowers

Grass, I just stop to admire a pot. At this point, the florist strongly recommends that his flowers and plants not only be varied,

And the survival rate is higher. I listened attentively, then answered honestly, "You see. I'm afraid I can't afford it!"

Life story

A few days ago, my husband came back from abroad and said he wanted to turn his yard into a flower with a green hillsidegarden

I smiled and said, "Whenever you have time, come and open the door!"

But Mr. A is too busy. He just talks every time. I don't know when I'll be home again

The little yard exudes fragrance.

A few days ago, I met the florist again outside the yard. You are welcome to come up and take a closer look at the various

Flowers, the flower farmer said: "A pot!" What beautiful flowers, with them, you will be intoxicated in the spring every day.

Oh, I guess the florist was right. With a good mood and blooming hope, we can live comfortably, no

Isn't it? When I was young, the window under the bamboo hedge used to carry a lot of yearning for a better life

Bloom in the bush, also in the heart of the lover. So this time, I bought two more POTS of calla lilies and jasmine and moved

A warm wish home. The flowerpot leaned against the steps: We looked at each other, and I admired its nature, its green, its exuberance

Vitality. Call your son over, bend down, and smell the fragrant jasmine, and let him in the years to come

Remember, remember the fragrance of bamboo hedge, I will never forget. Now, life is like growing flowers. As long as we care, care, care to love, the United States

Will bloom in every corner of us.