When Flowers Bloom, I Always Think of You Essay 500 Words

Farewell to the cold winter months, ushering in the blossoming of flowers in the spring year. The blossoming season always brings people

happy and touched. When you step towards the grass with anticipation, you will find that the spring has not failed

you, she gives green and colorful flowers, at this time, you will always be pleased to drop your eyes

tears. I know you are a sentimental person, but I don't understand why your eyes

tears are especially numerous on this spring day.

"Of course, now it is time for flowers to bloom again, and we are at the age of flowering. Time passes without

returning, but the day of that midterm is approaching us more and more." You wipe away your tears, incredibly affectionate

yet despondent. But spring is in full swing, radiating bright sunlight everywhere, flaunting

colorful colors everywhere, flying pleasant songs everywhere, and wafting intoxicating fragrances everywhere. This

is enough to make you let go.

Again, when the flowers bloom, the mountains, all adorned with small flowers, such as shining

stars from the sky into the earth. You told me, "Flowers are the messengers of spring, and they are also the expectations of people

. When the flowers bloom, looking back at the past, the memories will be like a tidal wave into the heart, then,

Flowering age, we will have expectations, looking forward to the future, looking forward to the future."

Yes, flowers blossom and fall, we have spent more than a dozen springs and autumns, these years, we have caught

cicadas, hide and seek, picking fruits, picking flowers, jumping ribbons, but also cried, laughed,

However, in the years of years, the spring of the past, but I am "three parts of the spring color, two parts of the sadness".

. The first time in my life, the years do not live, youth is hard to come back, I lost how much time?

How many opportunities have been lost? And how many memories were lost? So I can't help but close my eyes and think back

this way.

"Hey, when did you get this quiet like me." Your

crisp voice came from behind me, and I couldn't help but smile at your big soulful eyes on the mountain, "Do you remember

what you said to me? I was just thinking about your words just now."

You took my hand, sat on the stone, slowly said, "The midterm is coming, I

we must work hard, we must get a good grade, so that we will not let down so many years of study

, we will not let down the beautiful flowers in this spring, when the next time the flowers blossomed, we have been a high

midterm student la! "

When the flowers bloom, smelling its fragrance, how charming, how beautiful, I can not help but sigh

: another year when the flowers bloom ...