Spring girl's footsteps quietly came, my backyard magnolia flowers also opened. As far as the eye can see, the large white magnolias look like snow-white cotton peaches all over the branches. In the morning sunlight, the magnolias put on a light veil, the sunlight is light, it is suspected that the snowflakes are all over the branches, which are so crystal white? Is it the white clouds staying here, so graceful and graceful? Oh, she is more holy than the snowflakes, more dignified than the white clouds ----- She is a beautiful flower on earth! Flowers in the golden sunlight, white petals become silver, bright, shiny, eye-catching, in the sweet dew moisturized, pots of magnolia more pure, elegant; in the warm spring breeze, swaying, as if it were a white jade cup.
Sitting under the tree at rest, looking up, the blue sky, white flowers, free wind, happy birds, all these magically form a wonderful picture. The sky behind the magnolia is like a calm and clear lake, the white flowers are like a group of pure swans, the wind is cheering before and after them, the birds are accompanying them, and they are dancing on the surface of the lake.
A closer look is even more marvelous. Delicate petals, beautiful flowers, pure white, is really a heavenly craftsman with flawless jade carved into a rare treasure. She has a thousand postures, some are still flowers, buds, outside tightly wrapped in a yellow-green velvet, full of seems to be immediately out of the clothes; some only two or three petals unfolded, shyly bowed his head, as if it were a young girl to hide her face and smile; some petals are all unfolded, is open exuberant, the creamy-white petals, stained with crystal droplets, with the hand gently caressing the tender petals, glossy and smooth, and the flower is very soft. The petals are smooth and round. The petals are spoon-shaped, narrow at both ends, wide and convex in the center. I couldn't help but reach out and hold one of the flowers and sniff it close to my nose. The fragrance of the flower was so refreshing and memorable that I couldn't help but feel it in my heart and soul.
Magnolia, you do not choose the warmth and comfort of the late spring, but in the cold rain stand, in the cold wind blossom. Whether high embellished branches, or floating down to the ground, always maintain the immaculate character, you elegant and vulgar, white and flawless, to frivolous attitude, no intention to compete with the group of flowers, do not provoke the peak of the butterfly wild dance. But there is a branch comparable to jade, why do not you have to nine fields to start the three." May the earth be full of white magnolia flowers, and may people's hearts be as holy and innocent as the magnolia!