Thursday, June 2, 2011

When LiuXu bloom


Every day in my life, there are many, many things, but I love the most favorite is a homeland LiuXu flowers.

My hometown is in bahrain, there ShanGaLa grassland a QiongShan traffic inconvenience PiRang, though, no attractive scenery, much less in beach falvor fairyland, the Banks, the village, the around the house, around everywhere, their skeletons, slices of willow branch top show high folded, leaf brazing delight in the breeze fine gentle and graceful, under the arsenale waved and nod, repeatedly.  classic herve leger dress

"61" the year before, when the LiuXu flowers blooming season, when you walk around the house, through beach, there is a kind of cross-strait swirl of thoughts, feifei those, there is a kind of imagination, folds falls, this is LiuXu flowers, a white gentle flower, also is my favorite flower. Sturdy trunk gave birth to her life and the green trees, squeezing her hair and spring breeze come, she twist float soft dancing, the sunlight shine on.

She shook the complexity of the tumultuous. She put her out of the girl with green, she sent its outfit offer the white man, although she is that hadad, ethereal even as insignificant, fixed posture all have no, but the pure-white drifts beautiful and white flowers, from a distance, into the clouds as snow, as in green grasslands scattered grazing the flock of white, constitutes the human and the nature harmonious ecological totem.

Perhaps you will say that she is not beautiful, indeed, in DouYan boom and grabbed the hundred flowers, she is not in the workforce, but she had such a pure, whiteness, she is spent in the beautiful wife, gentle and quiet grace, gentleness good and wise, also do not want docile and kind, never, never revealed great feats, always like performance in the earth in the lowlands, the corner in the leeward hiding or hiding, head of the descendants of the low, low again almost makes commuters are invisible.  designer herve leger dress

But if one day, the wind command, they'll be like the front warrior dashed forward, desperate revolt as flocked to the sky, and in an instant, flying in the blue sky, white clouds surfaced in a cloud FengQi shows crowding, birds chasing butterflies fly picture, because she understood the world not only offer, for truth; Her experience for me, and I had the difficult dialogue for everyone to listen to people and nature, her solemn and tell the harmonious development.

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