1. Sun flower There are several kinds of flowers in the world, such as: magnolia, moon flower, rose, plum flower, chrysanthemum, monarch, camellia and so on.
But the most blooming and colorful flowers are sunflowers. As the saying goes, "Good flowers don't bloom often."
The sunflower is also a good flower, there are red, yellow, white, purple-red, deep red, orange and yellow ...... sunflower petals are single-layer, shaped like a plum blossom, and the core of the flower has a red color with a black filament with yellow dots. The stem of the sunflower is long, thin, soft and curved.
Its branches are very thin, the leaves are very dense, and the flowers bloom quite a lot. Sunflowers bloom only when they see the sun, and every day when the sun rises from the east, they scramble to open their smiling faces.
The breeze blew, the sunflower "head bobbing" seems to read a poem, but also seems to nod to the pedestrians. The flower buds of the sunflowers are red and the shape is the size of a soybean.
Unlike other flower bones, they are short and round. The flower seed of the sunflower is enclosed by several small leaves.
The flower seeds are as big as sesame seeds, and when they are ripe, they are scattered in the embrace of Grandpa Earth, and after being nourished by sunshine and rain, they can grow and open up even more beautiful sunflowers in the next year. Sunflower's vitality is very exuberant, she sucked the grandmother of the blue sky to give her nectar, she greedily absorbed the earth's grandpa's nutrition.
The sunflower in the earth and grandpa and grandma blue sky care under the growth, the motherland dress up more beautiful, so that the beautiful nature of the icing on the cake. Sunflower at night is like a child who has played all day, tired and relieved to enter a sweet dream.
The trumpet flower is also a good flower, it is early to open and late to lose, it and the sun flower seems to be a pair of good sisters, they agreed to open together, together into the sweet dreams, never early to open, early to lose, together with the decoration of this beautiful nature. They selflessly dedicate themselves, never ask for the motherland's return and people's appreciation Sunflower although there is no rose noble, chrysanthemum fragrance, magnolia pure elegance, plum blossom aroma, but the sunflower has the spirit of selfless dedication.
I love the sunflower, I feel its tenacious and exuberant vitality, and its selfless spirit. 2. Plum blossom I have never understood why, among all the flowers, the Chinese people favor the plum blossom, favor the plum blossom? Is it because of its beauty? Yes, it is indeed very beautiful: a cold color, wisps of fragrance, alone, pure and flawless.
Like a proud swan standing between the snow and ice. "A little red in a thousand white bushes".
Opened blindingly, opened proud; is it because of its unique beauty? Yes, its beauty is indeed different. Its beauty, compared to the delicate peony, gorgeous moonflower, clean lotus, a different flavor.
Yes, even if it is not as fragrant as jasmine, not as beautiful as chrysanthemums, not as colorful as peach blossoms, it is indeed beautiful, and its beauty blossoms in the wind and snow, blooming in the wind and rain. It blooms where no one sees it.
So when people enjoy the beauty of flowers, out of the door, to see this proud in the snow and wind in the red plum, who can not fall for it? Who can not be conquered by it? Who can not be attracted by its unique beauty? Is it because of the spirit of its beauty? Yes, the Chinese people love the plum blossom, they love the spirit of the plum blossom, the spirit of the plum blossom, the spirit of the plum blossom, the spirit of the plum blossom, the spirit of humility. Love is "already cliffs of a hundred feet of ice, but there are still beautiful flowers."
Love is "to the mountain flowers, she smiled in the bush." Love it is not afraid of difficulties, in the silence, proudly stand up.
Love its willingness to selfless dedication behind the scenes. Love is the plum blossom has the soul, backbone and character of the spirit.
The reason why the plum blossom can be ranked in the "Four Gentlemen" of the first, it is because of this snow fighting frost, modest and optimistic spirit! Chinese people favor the plum blossom, because the red plum in the Chinese people have the same spirit. With the spirit of "pretty also do not fight for spring, only to spring to report".
The blood-colored plum blossom, blooming so delicate. It dares to fight with the wind and snow, the sense and the wind and rain to kill.
She is the messenger of the spring girl, not afraid of the coercion of the winter girl, proudly in the world, spreading the fragrance of spring, sowing the seeds of spring. When the earth finally ushered in the late arrival of the spring girl, she quietly faded into the mud under the feet, leaving only a touch of residual fragrance swirling in the world.
See the flowers bloom, listen to the birds chirping, see the spring full of the earth will be pleased to go. So "the red is a merciless thing, next winter to see the flowers."
Its life is like a piece of music full of joy and sadness, from the dancing snowflakes to the colorful flowers. Plum blossom beauty, but the beauty of the world left white; plum blossom fragrance, but who knows "plum blossom fragrance from the bitter cold," the hardship; plum blossom playful, but "playful also do not compete in the spring, only the spring to report."
Plum blossoms, proud of snow and frost, not afraid of difficulties, modest and optimistic. It bowed to the end of its life, and then died.
With a touch of red in exchange for the spring full of heaven and earth! 3. daffodils I love flowers, love flowers are indeed a lot, but the most make my heart love daffodils. I love daffodils, because it is elegant and fresh, fragrant and intoxicating, but also has a tenacious vitality. There is a pot of daffodils on my writing desk. In the cold, I always give it a pot of clear water every day, so that it always keep its body moist, otherwise it will die. This is the advantage of daffodils, it is not like those noble peonies, peach blossoms and other exotic flowers and plants, which need to be carefully cared for, and will die if you do not pay attention to it. Daffodils, on the other hand, only need to be soaked in water, no need to bother, not to mention the need for pruning, which is the doorway to my flowers. Narcissus has always been known as the "scaly wave fairy". Indeed, it's that moving body to make people fall in love at first sight, is not the daffodil flower is the embodiment of the scaly wave fairy? Narcissus that *** stem out of several tender green branches, in a clump of green leaves, staggered between a few small white flowers as white as jade, flowers also embedded in a large snow-like stamens. A light wind, the flowers nodded, seems to be in the water, wearing a crystal dress dancing on the water, in the light of the sun, more crystal clear, mesmerizing. I rarely touch the water in the cold winter, but the daffodil is a kind of training, he quietly lying in the cold water, enduring the cold, but its body is more and more robust. Look at the daffodil flower beautiful look, smell the happy fragrance, I also want to be a daffodil flower, bring happiness to people daffodil flower, good beautiful name. You in the cold winter is still full of life, you dip in cold water, like in the fight with the cold, you are so resilient, really love. Daffodils, so beautiful.
2. essay on flowers, how to write,(1) The Mid-Autumn Festival is here, and the osmanthus flowers are blooming again.
In the yard where grandpa lives, there is a forest of osmanthus flowers older than my age, and my mom often takes me to smell the fragrance of those osmanthus flowers. She said the most simple and elegant flower in the world is osmanthus.
Its tiny petals emit a charming long-lasting fragrance that is refreshing to the mind. And when the osmanthus blooms most charmingly, the fragrance is truly haunting.
Osmanthus then became my mother's favorite flower, but I do not think so. Recently, I read the author Qijun's "Osmanthus Rain in My Hometown", and the author's "dreaming" about the scent of osmanthus made me curious about osmanthus.
With this kind of curiosity, I also found the "osmanthus fragrance floating clouds outside the sky", "Hangzhou: floating down all over the osmanthus rain" and other articles about osmanthus, want to see why people are so fond of osmanthus. "Strongly scented flowers 'are either clear or strong, not both'.
However, osmanthus has the characteristics of both clear and strong, it is clear and fragrant, strong fragrance far away, its unique with a hint of sweet fragrance, always bring people to the wonderful world." "Trees full of tiny golden flowers, embellished with red leaves delicate season.
More than that, there is the rich aroma, 'a taste of annoying fragrance' attacking the heart and soul. And in the aroma with a hint of sweetness, so that people do not get tired of hearing."
...... What a beautiful statement, what a beautiful flower, the article's description of osmanthus is so magical, so mythological, reading I was y moved, as if coming to a fairy music floating dream, melting in it, enjoying the beautiful breath. Slowly, I have a familiar feeling of osmanthus.
"Osmanthus is divided into golden laurel, mignonette, silver laurel, danggui ......" I pretended to be old-fashioned and said to my mother, holding her hand, under the mid-autumn moon, into the piece of osmanthus forest under the old master. Far away, I smelled the pungent aroma, a crisp wind blew through, look, that a hovering osmanthus tree, swaying up with the wind.
Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like silver ribbons, tangled floating, floating down, floating to the ground, although not as many as Qijun's hometown, but I really feel like what Qijun said, into the "golden sands paved with the Western bliss world." A piece of yellow, small petals, with a strong fragrance, floated to my mother and I hair, body, shoes.
I stretched out my arms and exclaimed "Osmanthus rain! Mom, this is cinnamon rain! It turns out that what the books say is true ...... How romantic, how marvelous, how much of a dream!" I tilted my head, osmanthus flowers fell on my face, gently, finely, with the fragrance of flowers, caressing my face, talking to me. Osmanthus, once did not make my heart move, did not make my heart happy, but when I walked into it, listening to the sky flower language, its speechless, has long been better than the sound.
And in the moment of approach, it told me all the beauty of it, at the same time, it also confided in me all the emotions, it told me that it is a pleasant aroma, it told me that it dances colorful ...... How can this not be exciting, I bathed in a osmanthus rain. That night my dreams were full of it.
The moon is full, the osmanthus bloomed, this year's osmanthus extraordinarily fragrant, extraordinarily beautiful! (2) The trees are the sheet music of spring, the flowers are the accompaniment of spring, and the beginning of the dream is the main theme of spring ...... The rain, which falls quietly ...... is light and diffuse. Fine rain misty, gently kissed the sleepy winter spring, silent campus rang the heavenly spring symphony! Can not help but be mesmerized ...... Ode to Trees The rain seems to have stopped, the campus is still a quiet.
Walking on the neat school road, breathing the air full of moisturizing, welcoming the warm wind, there is really a "wet apricot blossom rain, blowing face not cold willow wind." The poetic flavor of the..! Puffing, a naughty little water droplets suddenly jumped down to my head, I raised my head to see: Ha, so it is you this "old boy" tree! For a moment, I seemed to see something in the branches of the diffusion, green, crystal! Fixed eyes, the tree's branches have long been rain wetting clean, covered with many, many, many, many stars of green spores, bright green, which seems to be wrapped up in the stupid life.
The green as flowing crystal green spring, slowly, quietly into my body, moisturize my heart. "They are so small and delicate, surely they can be easily knocked off?" I thought to myself.
Suddenly, Bu Zee, Bu Zee ...... a string of notes full of rhythm, vigor and vitality scurried into my ears, snapping my heartstrings. The life in the buds awakened! That's the sound of their growth, that's the sound of them getting rid of the sprout's bondage, as crisp and melodious as a silk moth breaking its chrysalis! Buzzy, buzzy ...... The sound surrounded me on all sides again and again, oh! That is a symphony of tribute to life, yearning for the music of spring! Originally, life is not fragile, fragile only we do not know how to cherish it! Looking at the new leaves that break free from the phloem membrane, looking at the thin phloem membrane flying to the ground, can not help but let a person think about the greatness of life! Spring is full of vitality, contains the thought of life, the big tree is its sheet music ...... Dance of flowers Spring because of the flowers, it will be a million purple and red, colorful.
From ancient to modern times, how many literati have written poems to praise it, whether it is Han Yu's "idle knowledge of the face of the east wind, all the purple is always spring." or Meng Haoran's "the face of the east wind, all the purple is always spring." Or Meng Haoran's "the sound of wind and rain at night, the flowers fall to know how much."
All have a strong spring flavor! I don't know, the campus azalea bloomed. The azalea is not beautiful, nor is it fragrant.
It has neither the rose's splendor, nor the plum's steadfastness, not to mention the lily's innocence. However, when it is a cluster of clusters of competition, the flower clusters have a kind of thick, satisfied feeling, as Du Fu said, "look at the red wet place, flower heavy Jin Guancheng."
My heart suddenly surged with an inexplicable excitement. Our azalea planted in the back door where few people go, but it is not alone, because it has a fiery red passion, and a pink romantic, and more a golden orange vigor! Decorate this beautiful spring! Look, the breeze, swaying, flowers dazzling dance fly; rain filled, clear and delicate, petals fresh and tender; pink butterflies and bees, dancing happily, flower color bright and colorful.
They all of this everything, ensemble a spring symphony, jumped a wonderful dance of flowers! "The wind shadow is as clear as water, frosty branches as cold as jade" osmanthus also.
3. flower essay how to writeto Baidu to find must be able to find, such as: 1 cherry blossoms of the beauty of a sunny afternoon, Xin a person sitting alone in the school yard.
A gust of wind blew, the cherry blossom tree on the cherry blossom fall, Xin like to see the cherry blossom fall that kind of beauty. Xin seemed to revel in this beauty, she did not know that An had already walked to her side.
"You also like to see the cherry blossoms?" An said. Xin looked back at An with a kind of surprise.
"Yes, I like it. It is very beautiful.
You like it too?" "I like it, and I like girls who love to see cherry blossoms." Xin gave An a beautiful smile.
"I don't know you, you know me?" "It's okay, if you don't know you can know me, my name is An, senior, how about you?" "Me?" "Yes, you? I want to know you, or, we can still be friends." "Xin, senior year."
The two began to be silent, looking at the cherry blossoms together, feeling this beautiful sunshine. I don't know how long it took, but Xin spoke up.
"I'm going home. Bye."
And straddled the bike, went home. The afterglow of the setting sun shone on An's body, he looked at the figure of the faraway girl, and for no apparent reason, a trace of heartache flooded.
An saw her loneliness in Xin's eyes, and that's why his heart ached. His intuition told him that she is a good girl, but she, however, is more lonely than fireworks.
An always used to look out the window at the playground, searching for Xin's figure. If you see it, you will faintly smile; if you don't see it, you will have a trace of attachment.
An basketball player is very good, is a very popular girl boy. Many girls in the school pay attention to him, just Xin, she does not pay attention.
An, is a very clean boy, a meter eighty, always like to wear sportswear, give a person a kind of evil feeling. Xin, is not pretty, but looks comfortable.
No one would have thought that An would like Xin. Xin has always liked to be alone, looking at the cherry blossoms on the playground.
Cherry blossoms do not last long, just bloomed, and is close to wilting. This day, Xin is still sitting alone on the playground.
An walked over, "Why are you always alone?" "I'm used to being alone." "Let me accompany you, one person is better than two."
Xin did not answer, just silent. When she went home, she was walking with An.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on both of them, and their shadows were drawn long and long by the setting sun. They talked all the way home, and her cold heart melted a little.
She might be able to stop being lonely because she had him. They stayed together for the rest of the day.
The cherry blossoms on the playground have all withered, and they are not looking at the cherry blossoms anymore. He took her to the Bund, to the church in Xujiahui, to People's Square ...... busy senior year, he still often accompanied her, because he did not want her to be lonely.
Day by day, Ann successfully got into the desired university. An left the school and went to the campus of the university.
Xin is in her second year of high school. On weekends, An would always take Xin out to play, and the days passed by very uneventfully.
In Xin's third year of high school, her father sent her to England to study.
When I left, I gave a letter to Anne.
I am going to fly to England to study, it is my father's will, I can not do anything. I had only to obey, so I went.
I couldn't do it without leaving an ounce of regret, and I knew I couldn't forget you. You know what? You are so y present, present in my memory.
I'm sorry I left without saying a word. I just didn't want to see you sad.
Forget about me and pretend you never met me. I will wish you happiness on the other half of the earth.
Goodbye, I hope you are happy. Xin An held the last thing that Xin left behind, he went to the cherry blossom tree alone and thought back to the beginning.
I can't help but feel that my eyes are wet. The first time I saw this, it was a very beautiful day, but it was a very short one.
The story of An and Xin is beautiful, but it can not last forever. 2 The beauty of the blossom Not long ago, a pot of blossoms that I took good care of died while I was on a business trip.
I went back to my room and caressed the withered leaves, and it really hurt. It was a very painful experience. The yellowed and shriveled leaves had no breath of life left in them.
Suddenly, as if it were alive, it caressed me back, and I was thrilled that it was still alive!
Suddenly, it seemed to come back to me as if it were alive, and I was thrilled that it was still alive, but then I didn't feel anything.
We have been together for several months, but it didn't even say goodbye to me, it quietly left, I was so heartbroken. I remember when I took him home.
It was a big, big, big flower market, and I was pacing around in the greenhouse-type trellises that were packed with people. People who knew each other and did not know each other greeted each other with a look, perhaps taught by the beings of the other world, a piece of goodness and calm.
Dazzled by the colorful flowers, green leaves, and strong trunks, I was already a bit distracted, and not sure what flower or plant I wanted to take home, but decided to just look. Blossoms! In an artificially created field, a patch of blossoms was growing in abundance, and a youthful greenness and vitality washed over me.
I stopped in my tracks, squatted down, and gently rubbed my hand over the drops of green.
Naturally, I loved it, replacing the soil - blackened clay from a rice paddy not far away - with a porcelain pot much larger and prettier than the one I have now, carefully shaking off the original soil wrapped around the roots, and then replanting it in the new pot. It started to grow in my home.
Looking at it after work and talking to it (I call caressing its leaves talking) became my daily routine, and I almost got into the habit of doing so, and if I was busy and left it out, I felt like I had done something wrong, and I felt uneasy, and I had to make up for it the next day. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
One day at 1:00 am, I was on the network idle, seemed to hear a very light very light sound, I looked sideways, I was stunned: my blossom blossomed.
4. How to write an essay on the topic of FlowersFirst, write about the beauty of the flower, and then write about his fragility, because his flowering period is limited and can not survive. However, when he withers and rots, we have to let ourselves forget the ugliness of the moment, and only remember the beauty he once had. Because we need to know that every flower, only once, in order to bloom, they do 12 months a year to prepare, they exhaust their all, the most beautiful things to bring us free of charge. We have to know, every flower in the time of leaving, will also be reluctant to give up, they will not want to become ugly, but they still can not defeat the ravages of time, but they did not complain about the world, but with the rest of their lives to fertilize the land under the feet of the next year's flowers bloom even more gorgeous. This is the life of the flower, flowers are not like leaves, in the wind, will rustle, but they leave us touched, but echoed in the sky, back to the heart.
Next, you can also write about people, people long beautiful will give people a pleasant mood, but people always can't beat the time, everyone will grow old, at that time, to let others remember their own beauty, only the heart touched to do. So, if you look beautiful, you should also do very beautiful things, if you do not look beautiful enough, your heart will make you shine, you are also the most beautiful that little flower.
5. How to Write an Essay on FlowersThe Joy of Keeping Flowers I love flowers, but I have never had the opportunity to keep them.
However, usually dad is always busy to keep flowers. Dad especially loves flowers, no matter how busy he is, he will always find time to water this and move that pot.
Dad planted a kind of ordinary flowers called orchids. The reason why dad chose this flower is because it is not delicate, it will struggle on its own, easy to live, and do not have to worry about it dying.
Therefore, Dad had to raise a good kind of easy-to-live orchid. Dad usually grows the orchids with great care.
One by one, he realized that the orchids are easy to grow and live, but they need to be watered moderately, not too much and not too little. More, the orchid will drown, less it will naturally wither.
And, in winter, the orchid must be placed in the house, so as not to freeze. Touch the doorway, flowers and plants naturally live, and three years and five years old alive.
I remember, one time, the orchid rooted, bloomed a small white flowers. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to do it.
Watching friends take away the fruits of their labor, the heart of nature especially like. Of course, there are also sad times, last year in February and March, mom hanging clothes hanger fell, just fell on the orchid.
The orchid was broken a root. This broke dad's baby.
Mom's heart is especially bad. Dad is even more sad, he did not smile for a few days.
In fact, planting flowers is not difficult, as long as you are observant, patient, and know the way. It seems: there are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears, flowers and fruits, fragrance and color.
Both must labor, but also long knowledge that is the pleasure of your flowers.
6. How to write an essay on flowersWhat is the grade level? In fact, when you see this topic, you should not limit your vision to real flowers. You can change the field of vision, will give your essay points, because the teacher always look around are seeing a type of composition, will be very easy to fatigue, if you can make him a new eye, you will get high marks (the precursor is not written off-topic haha). Well, for example, you see I an a name the most beautiful flower. Don't think of it as a real flower when you see the title. You can write about your mother, who is the most beautiful flower in the title. Then you start writing the content. Why is the mother the most beautiful flower, because in your mind, you think your mother for the family dedication is too much and no regrets, such as abandoning their youth, every day is to stay at home to watch the family cooking, etc., and then say a mother to your deepest impression of a time what is the matter, from this incident you from the mother to see what, what, what, what, what, she makes you think she is very good. Finally in a summary, she is my mother, is the most beautiful flower in my heart.
All in all it's about not being too limited in your vision. Don't see a flower and think what flower you should write about or something like that.
The first thing you need to do is to write about your mother!
7. How to write about flowers in 300 wordsKapok blossoms again
I walked quietly on the quiet path, enjoying the breeze on my cheeks. A kapok flower floated down from the air, I leaned down and looked seriously at the flower which was as beautiful as a flame, and my heart was filled with emotion ......
Now I can seldom see the kapok tree on the street, he is not like ordinary trees with luxuriant branches and leaves, which can block the harsh sunlight and spread the coolness down to the earth.
However, the flowers of the kapok always spit out their fragrance to the fullest, exuding a sweet aroma, attracting the admiration of many poets and the praise of travelers.
Kapok flowers bloom so large and without regard to the bright red petals tightly connected to a piece, so strong, even if the flowers fall, but also still look up to the blue sky, without any piece of petal separation, just like never lose the military, do not give in, not weak.
Cottonwood flowers do not need any green leaves to set off, no cover, no claptrap, no pretense, it will open its own unique style, bloom that the most brilliant face.
A flower of cottonwood is like a cluster of flame burning in the branches, and as fading away the burning clouds, the spring earth dress up bright and eye-catching.
8. essay on flowers 40 words. A flower vendor told me that almost all white flowers are fragrant, and the more colorful they are the more they lack fragrance, and he concluded that the same is true of people, the plainer and simpler they are, the more intrinsically fragrant they are.
2. A florist told me that the scent of the night is also very fragrant in the daytime, but it is seldom smelled, and his conclusion was: because people's hearts are too floating in the daytime, they can't smell the scent of the night. If a person's heart is also calm during the day, he will find that the night fragrance, osmanthus, seven miles, even the hot noon is also fragrant.
3. A flower vendor told me that when buying lotus flowers early in the morning, one must pick the ones that are in full bloom, concluding that the morning is the best time for them to open, and that if a lotus flower doesn't open in the morning, it probably won't open at noon or in the evening. We look at people is the same, a person in the young have no ambition, middle age or later in life will be more difficult to have ambition.
4. A flower vendor told me that the more expensive the flower, the more likely it is to wither, in order to explain to the buyer of the flower: to cherish youth, because youth is the most expensive flower, the most likely to wither. 5. Every rose has its thorns, just as every person has a part of his character that you cannot tolerate.
Love a rose, not to have to work hard to eradicate its thorns, only to learn how not to be hurt by its thorns, and how not to let their own thorns hurt their beloved ones. In fact, life is like an onion, a piece of peeling, there will always be a piece of let us shed tears.
9. Writing on the topic of "flowers"Happiness is like flowers
How have you been? I remember the last time you moved into your new home, I saw you in a hurry. To be honest, I miss you at this moment. Oh, and remember to say hello to your aunt and Hao Hao for me!
Now, living in the new house must be very comfortable, right? Look, the beautiful building exterior and spacious and elegant bedroom culture embellished your cozy family of three. How enviable!
Uncle, do you remember? Six years ago today, when Hao Hao and I were still small, often followed you to drive the night car, sometimes in the wind and rain, almost busy until late at night. When I woke up, the car was still traveling on the bumpy road. At that time, young and ignorant I still think it's fun, but can not appreciate your hard work ----- now quietly think about it, you are not easy ah! Contact business during the day, drive at night, running around, like a never-ending machine. However, you are so persistent to life, without the slightest complaint. Year after year, from a small earth moving truck to "Cummins" big truck, one, two. You also own a Hyundai private car. You for the whole family constantly "add bricks and mortar", life is like sesame seeds blossom higher and higher.... As the saying goes, "one point of hard work, one point of harvest", the success of the back has been hidden in your hard sweat.
To tell you the truth, when people in the village see me, they will say to me: "Chan Chan, your uncle is now living a good life! One day we can be like him how good!" Whenever I hear these words, my heart is also happy: because I am y proud of you, your exemplary example of hard work will be an epitome of the ordinary old people's "well-off". And you hear, always laugh it off: "I'm a model of how to get rich ah? The key is to work hard and work skillfully. There are too many people with money, as long as they are willing to suffer, there is endless money, all thanks to the party's good policy ah!
Indeed, because of this, there are subtle changes in the countryside every day. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of it, but it was hard to observe. In fact, as long as the "heart" to see, can be experienced -------
Uncle, you are busy in the spare time also feel these little changes?
Today we have really stepped into the road, feel happy life, the day is good. May your days get better and better, may your happiness be like a flower, and may the happiness of all people in the world want to bloom more and more beautifully like a flower!
Wish: Happiness to the whole family and success in your endeavors!