Or:
On a spring morning, the sun was warm, shining on people, feeling warm and comfortable. Slowly sneaking along the countryside paths, one passes by a manor house. Through the manor's large carved iron gate, see inside a green, green pole, green branches, green leaves. A gust of breeze, mixed with the fragrance of green leaves, whisked to the face, let a person smell the heart and soul. The depths of the manor is vaguely permeable to a little red, reflected in a piece of green, although a little but very conspicuous. What is red? Follow the path around to the back of the manor, want to find out. Unfortunately, the back is a gray courtyard wall, blocking the line of sight. Is discouraged, looked up and saw not far away, a branch of red red apricot restlessly out of the wall, so it is it ah. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea, and I'm sure it's a good idea! ......