Spring has come, and the peach blossoms are in bloom.
Peach blossoms that grow on the branches are all in full bloom, although they are different in color. It's just the phrase "Peach blossoms in spring". As soon as the wind blows, they dance, and the snow-white clothes flutter with the wind, adding a lot of vitality to the spring scenery. The breeze is blowing, and the fragrance of peach blossoms hangs over my nose, which makes me aftertaste for a long time.
Ah! The peach blossoms in spring are really beautiful! I love peach blossoms in spring, and I love beautiful spring even more.
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Peony is very beautiful, lotus mud does not stick, orchids are fresh and elegant, peach blossoms are extremely cute, and unknown wildflowers are also charming and lovely. And my favorite is peach blossom.
Because, he has pink. There are five small petals, just like a family. The middle stamen is like a table, and the family is eating delicious desserts. His smell is a faint fragrance, which smells good. When I touched it, the petals were too thin to touch, like silk, and I was afraid of breaking them. Seeing such a bright peach blossom reminds me of Zhang Xu's poem about peach blossom:
A faint flying bridge separates wild smoke,
Ask the fishing boats on the west bank of shiji.
Peach blossoms follow the water all day.
Where is the cave in Qingxi?
After I recited it, my parents gave me applause. I said, "Thank you." After that, I smiled happily, and my heart was as sweet as honey.
I like peach blossom because its color is charming. It is like a kind, friendly and happy family.
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Spring has come, and the peach blossoms in front of my house are in bloom.
Peach blossoms bloom a lot, and the peach leaves are dense, which looks like green pompoms from a distance. Beautiful peach blossoms are like pink smiling faces: some are like guardians of spring; Others are like soldiers welcoming spring.
Such beautiful peach blossoms, one after another. Look at this, and then look at that.
I suddenly feel that I am the beautiful peach blossom, integrated with nature. Here comes the bee. Tell me the fruits of a day's labor. The tadpole swam over and told me the harvest of a day's trip. They all sang around the peach blossom, as if to say, "Beautiful peach blossom girl, you are the embodiment of spring, and your arrival has brought infinite spring."