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Push open the window, full of breeze, the wind is slightly cool, and there is a wisp of floral fragrance. A few traces of rain clips with the petals of crape myrtle flowers in the courtyard, drifting into the house with the wind, picking up this piece of lilac fragrance to see, the slightest veins of the petals with a trace of wet pity in the rain, like a small poem to record their full bloom, and also lived up to this red dust world with the most beautiful face.

Now the flowers are falling, like an unintentional breeze turning over the pages of affectionate poems, wet by raindrops in the lines of poetry, so that those shallow thoughts with a fragrant fragrance in the wind and rain gentle. Falling flowers with a trace of nostalgia and a trace of reluctance, fluttering like butterflies in the wind and rain of this season, and finally gradually drifting away, such as light smoke to disperse, so that a wisp of incense soul into a shallow summer mark in this time, let its thin flower language cool this summer time.

"Xia Nian, Fragrance".

The lyrical prose "Rhododendron Blooms" is written in an anthropomorphic way, using the writing skills of combining azaleas with the bumpy road of life, describing azaleas, colorful, strong vitality, not afraid of the cold and heat, not giving up on themselves because of the loss of nourishing water, but choosing to live strongly. After nine years of hard work, the spring of life has come, and the brilliance of life will bloom again, expressing the extraordinary experience of a person's life, giving people sighs and aftertastes. The article uses flowers as a metaphor for people, and it is far-reaching.

The narrative essay "Luo Mengtang in Hometown", the theme of the essay is good, describing the earth-shaking changes that have taken place in the hometown under the correct leadership of the party. The storyline is touching, especially the beautiful legend, which deeply touches people's hearts. The article is concise and beautiful, full of taste, and is the first prize of the 2015 "Chinese Love" National Poetry and Prose Competition.

The emotional essay "Autumn in the Suburbs" describes that the protagonist was exiled from the provincial agency to the suburbs, and felt hopeless in his heart, so he borrowed the scenery and romance to send his thoughts to things, lamenting that the future was like autumn, the leaves began to fall, and the future was bleak. However, after living in the suburbs for a while, he felt that the autumn in the suburbs was not as lost as he imagined in his heart, but full of an elegant scene, and the poetic pastoral life in the suburbs deeply attracted him, making him realize that although autumn is the season of falling leaves, it symbolizes maturity and harvest. Since then, he has rekindled the spark ...... life

the beautiful prose "October in the Hometown"; From the beginning of the first sentence, the vivid and busy rural scene comes to us under the author's delicate brushstrokes, "The cries of chickens, geese, and ducks converge into a joyful music, and the villagers return with smiling faces and carrying a load of golden rice." The author takes psychological changes as a clue, and describes the living conditions and living conditions of the people in his hometown in different periods as the main line. During the Anti-Japanese War, the pain of Tucheng was in the hearts of the people in my hometown, and it was also in my heart.

Now in October, it is the harvest season, look at "the villagers with smiling faces, no longer feel spasms in their hearts, no longer under the pressure of sorrow." And when I "returned" from the earthen city, looking at the silver path covered with green leaves, my heart seemed to be affectionate. "The ups and downs of psychological changes can also reflect the process of changing times.

At the end, the author raised the theme, "October in my hometown, although it has been shaken off the poverty line, is still far from the October I imagined in my heart. When will the song of the larks, the rumbling of the machines, the warmth of the sun, the wind-blown grass and the low cattle and sheep in October? This ending is a bit unexpected, the author often stays on the praise of the existing boiling harvest scene, the author opens a stroke, points out the shortcomings, and puts forward a new blueprint to make October in his hometown more exciting.

The works are like prose poems, the writing is beautiful and fresh, the poetic and picturesque scenes are interspersed with descriptions of the past and their own different psychological changes, and the structure is rigorous.