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You went to school in the fourth middle school, right? I'm looking for it too.
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"Flower Demolition" Zhang Xiaofeng prose.
The bud is a pupa and is a condensed beauty that is unshown and unspoiled. The flower bud is the riddle of the first month, and there can be a thousand riddles before you guess it. The bud is a fetus that seems to be drowning in ignorance, but sometimes likes to confirm itself with strong fetal movements.
The beauty of the flower lies in its creation out of nothing, in its poor changes. Sometimes, overnight, the flowers are dismantled, and sometimes, in half a morning, the flowers are fat, and the beauty of the flowers is not all in the color and fragrance, but in the incredible. I like to sit cautiously and open the epiphany, in fact, the epiphany is not too good-looking a flower, its beauty lies in the desert association of its cactus life experience, and the mourning brought by its sudden death, but the opening of the epiphany is a solid beauty, like a love story, beauty in the process, not in the end.
There is a kind of moon-yellow epiphany, called "Queen of the Night", every time it shudders, it will shake out a bang, like the sound of embroidery and hail after the spring child tightens the embroidery needle, all the delicate silk, suddenly followed by a shock, that scene often makes people dare not look at it for a long time - after a long time, I can't help but believe the flower essence and fancy statement.
I often leave before the flowers are full, and as soon as the flowers stop dismantling, death begins.
One day, when I am old and can't see the flowers, I would like to take a bunch of small spring pillows with mulberry pillows as the receiver, listen to the telecommunications of the grass and thousands of flowers, and know the ** of the flowers every night.
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As the saying goes: "Be alone in a foreign land as a stranger, and miss your relatives every festive season." "Every time I read that, I remember that I've been away from my hometown for twenty years.
In the past 20 years, I have worked hard, and my time is also very busy, and it is difficult to find even time to rest, but now it is different, I have become a famous female entrepreneur, so I can not do my work, just give orders to my subordinates.
Today was different, because I was going back to my hometown after a long absence, so I was very excited, and in the morning, I got up early, opened my hazy eyes and walked to the "airbag spaceship" I had invented, and with a whoosh, my spaceship landed on the land of my hometown.
When I returned to my hometown, I was like, wow, what a change in my hometown! That "garbage dump" (my hometown) has now become a lively city, the low bungalows have become magnificent high-rise buildings, the mud roads have now become wide roads and highways, the wooden bridges have become stone bridges, the former sound of chickens and dogs is gone, in exchange for the sound of car horns on the road, the forests on the mountains have become orchards, the fruity fragrance in the orchards has drifted for ten miles, and the whole village is immersed in the fragrance of fruits.
In the spring, my grandparents and I often went to the grassland to fly kites and herd cattle at the same time, and we had a very happy life. In the summer, we often go to the creek to catch fish and shrimp. In autumn, the fruit in the orchard is ripe, making the farmer's smile even brighter.
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