Riding the April spring breeze, the plateau followed the picking group to the peach forest, to see the acres of peach blossoms in full bloom to touch the nerves of his inspiration, with the crystalline fragrance to arrange the text of the program. Car in the highway speeding, plateau early to take out the camera in the bag. He wanted to put the peach blossom splendor are collected into the camera, stored in the computer. Open the computer, at any time you can let the peach blossom unanimously bloom, so that his wife does not have to leave the house can feel in the peach forest sketching mood. Slowly, that piece of peach forest is getting closer and closer, that is a brilliant sea, organized sea, gorgeous sea. Open the car Zeus deep breath, that talk about the peach fragrance from far and near, a little rich, a burst of refreshing heart into the lungs, the flow of the post title is not wine but y intoxicated him. Nearby, the sea of flowers is more and more clear, more and more vivid, plateau looking at the eyes of the peach forest open eyes, hold your breath, afraid to miss every moving plot.
Surrounded by the sea of flowers, enjoying the intoxicating scene in front of you: every tree, every technique, every, every peach blossom is so serious, so full, so vivid, so fascinating. Pink flower defense flow nourish the secret of love, inciting the veins flow of pink and delicate, in the spring breeze to the face of the peach blossom flavor sowing intoxicated. A crisp and joyful laughter, inadvertently asked to pass his eardrums. Cong looked at the sound, there are a few colorful . Clouds drifted erratically from far and near. A trekking girl came to watch the peach blossoms.
Looking at the boundless peach forest in the peach blossom so uncluttered to open, so brilliant to open, so passionate and unrestrained to open, so open-hearted to open. The girl how can be able to calm down? Innocent nature was immediately ignited by so many blooming, by so many blooming sensitization. By so much splendor hit, by so much fragrance overwhelmed. They are like a group of happy children chattering, laughing, running, playing. The whole spring is swept dial warm, drunken, 66 Shi and dynamic.
The plateau raised the camera, the depth of the peach blossom of the beauty of the spirit of the quick one by one to capture down, carefully collected. The beauty of this scene is beautiful, the plateau to the 20 years ago the peach blossom season. That year he was 16 years old. And the children in front of the same youth, the same purity, the same naivety.
That year, the teacher arranged to write a composition on viewing peach blossoms, requiring the field to watch before writing. He has always been afraid of writing essays of his heart whistling: pick flowers are not the same peach blossom. What is there to write about, if there is no composition class how good to grips! In the depths of the peach blossom, the plateau walks horse and flower walks side loan peach blossom. Ying Ran looked up, the scene in front of him made him stop: a girl crouched in front of the center of the painting, quietly looking at a peach blossom, as if with the heart in the exchange with the flowers, and then pulled his eyes to the clip, quickly copying the peach blossom bloom. He carefully surveyed the girl: she was about the same age as himself, her delicate face was white and red, a pair of large eyes like water turned, her gaze moved back and forth between the peach blossoms and the painting center. So beautiful i So beautiful! She was a budding peach blossom. He sighed in his heart, staring at the girl, forgetting the time, forgetting everything around him, intoxicated in this "peach blossom face to face red" beautiful mood. When the little girl painted the peach blossom in front of her, far away, and that pair of eyes are gazing at their own canker. She settled down to look at the plateau: his dumb gaze silly, very simple, very intoxicated, very cute, but also very funny. The girl immediately blushed and met this gaze with a shy, pulsating smile. That smile... Smile very subtle, very pure, very cute, wit accompanied by mischief. That smile, smile very beautiful, very vivid, just like a charming blooming peach blossom. It is that the Taiwan love pulse - smile, it is y bathed in the depths of the heart of the plateau, long lasting, lingering. Is that the peach blossom depths of the pulse of a smile, and with that blooming charm ignited the plateau of the passion for writing, almost always hate to write his essay, but the peach blossom appreciation of the essay writing bed exceptionally profound and vivid, the teacher took his essay as a model essay in the spot read out. After that, his passion for literature was ignited by the flowers, and he kept writing splendid chapters in his life.
Every year after the peach blossom season, the plateau will go to the peach blossom forest to enjoy the peach blossom as promised, and search for the charm that once made his heart flutter. A year, two years ...... five years passed, the peach blossom year after year to open, Iren but not in. But he did not discourage, he always believe: in that peach blossom place, he will be able to wait until the peach blossom of the marriage for him to bloom, for his fragrance. The sixth peach blossom season, he was in the depths of the peach blossom quietly looking at the sea of flowers in full bloom, he searched for the fuming that crumbled him, time slipped away minute by minute, the whole day, but he never waited to crumbled his peach blossom, but he was not willing to do, he felt that his peach blossom must be in full bloom, only he did not find it. The next day he still came early to that piece of pick forest, attentively looking for the peach blossom in his heart, in his look forward to wear in the gaze, when the setting sun to the slanting afterglow evenly coated in that piece of peach forest, peach blossom appears more colorful, more touching, more charming, but still did not find his peach blossom. Just as he turned around to leave in disappointment, he looked against the sunset light, and in the depths of the peach blossoms, in the beauty of the sunset light, there came to him a young lady of Longyin with a face like peach blossoms, elegant and unassuming. He rubbed his eyes, fixed attention to look carefully, that is not a dream, is a living reality: she is that six years has been intoxicated him, today he hustle, today he is haunted by the charm of the peach blossom fairy, shyly WanYao light step, step by step towards him ......
She told the plateau, just for that gaze at her gaze The first time I saw him was when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, when he was in the middle of the night, and when he was in the middle of the night. Simply for the peach blossom depths of the look at each other a smile. Six years. The two people are gap around the many suitors, trust in the heart of the happy and sweet secret, obsessively guarding the depths of the peach blossom speechless heart to meet. Now, two people have graduated from college. They are in this peach blossom season, finally have the most beautiful in this life in the red dust member of the beautiful connection. Another peach blossom season. They hand in hand with the soft spring breeze, embracing the blossoming peach blossoms, breathing the fragrance of the fragrance, towards the red carpet of marriage, rich knot thousand years of Qin Jin of good. After marriage, every year, the peach blossom season, they will come together to the peach garden, the peach blossom to give them a sense of earthly destiny. He came to enjoy the peach blossom picking touch his words inspired by the diabolical feelings; she pricked b garden sketching, looking for peach blossom bloomed on the spirit of the leaping paper.
This year, the peach blossom season, she was busy for their own painting exhibition in the capital to do who prepared and left the reserves did not go with her husband, specially commissioned him to shoot for their own peach orchard in the beauty of the peach ash blooming. Plateau quickly press the shutter, he wanted to the depths of the peach blossom appendage carved members of the beautiful painting, discretionary members of the beautiful poem, carved in the depths of memory.