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已入隆冬,可我却时常陷入对四月芳菲天的追忆,满野菜花始盛开,眼眸杨柳飘情絮,岁月蹉跎尽堆香。我感叹着白驹过隙,思恋着童少无忌。雨后的天空,湛蓝湛蓝的,暖风轻拂,空气湿润而又清新,田野的风飘来绵绵杨柳絮和湾地里丝丝油菜花香,那熟悉的影儿甜甜的味儿,弥漫着,极致在春的最深处,我禁不住心悦!微微眯起双眼,轻轻吸吮一口,温柔秀润的空气里都是丝丝的甜和淡淡的香。热情四溢的花香裹着薄醉的阳光,摇响了怀念的串串风铃。
Has entered the winter, but I often fall into the April Fangfei days of memories, full of wild cauliflower is in full bloom, eyes willow floating floc Xu, the years 堆 跎 do incense. I lamented a foolishness, thinking love children less loudly. The sky after the rain, the blue blue, the warm flick, the air moist and fresh, the fields of the wind floated catkins and Bayflowers rape floral, the familiar shadow sweet taste, filled with , The extreme in the deepest part of the spring, I can not help but pleased! Slightly narrowed his eyes, gently sucking a gentle show of the air is the slightest sweet and faint fragrance. Passionate flowers wrapped in a drunk sun, sounded the string of wind chimes miss.