In December, snowflakes are dancing

It has a short and thick tail, and it starts from the end of white and empty white. Every time I wake up in the morning, I see the white air I spitting rise, penetrate the glass window, and write your name. If I still have time, I will paint a love and say good morning to you! Start a brand new day with a smile.

November, the cold wind is blowing

From it, it was said goodbye to Qiu Tian completely. After saying goodbye, you can move your limbs under the warm sun of someone, and take a shower after you go back. You have to take out the autumn clothes and pants pressed down on the bottom. Although you are not happy, when you think of the old, if you hold your legs and cry, you will choose to listen to your mother and be a good child.

October, golden sunshine

The sky is very pure blue, you can see the dreams you want to see at a glance. Every gust of wind is filled with joy or sorrow, sadness or joy, with you or me, with a hint of melancholy and surprise...

September, Autumn wind

The leaves began to put on new clothes for themselves, and the fruits of the fertility were smiling at the people watching it, sweet and sour. The children walked into the school gate happily or frowning with their schoolbags and singing songs. When they saw the familiar faces they were coming, their previous worries were probably omitted.

August, osmanthus flowers bloom

On the tip of the nose, the fragrance of osmanthus flowers wanders. It is so calm and so passionate. Every fragrance is refreshing. Every body is small and cute. It stays in front of the windowsill and jumps on the fingers, as if telling the world that only missing can become poetry.

July, summer is full of

Do you still remember the little girl on the swing by the pond? Do you still remember whether the fruits on the mulberry trees are white or purple? Do you still remember fishing shrimps in a small ditch and accidentally stepped into the dirt? Do you still remember those songs together that summer?

June, lotus leaves

The lotus flowers are full of flowers, and many lotus leaves have been picked away, becoming lotus leaf monsters walking on the sheep path. You spit out the small lotus seeds that are not yet mature, grinning at me, and I think I didn't see them and laugh at you.

May, Gardenia pure

A heavy rain washed away the disappointment yesterday. I looked up and saw the rainbow in the distance, making the newly born summer not only colorful, but also because of the beauty of gardenia, everything was felt very perfect, just right.

April, Whose lies

It’s not the lie in April, but because this season is so beautiful. The transparent person has scattered infinite spring light, and the sun has left its own footprints on the earth, traveling freely in the world. The flowers are waiting, waiting for the most beautiful moment to bloom, and then quietly tell it a little secret about you.

March, Spring is growing

The sunlight was very gentle, and the greenness was stretching. He opened his arms and embraced everything. With the briskest steps, he looked at the mountains in the distance, the streams in the nearest, and the woods on one side, and waved the magic wand in his hand, and the costume dance officially began.

February, shyly

The snow is still there, and the wind is still there. However, in the dark, everything is slowly spitting out its own buds, quietly nurturing, silently. This is their common hope and wish. This season is truly beginning.

January, still waiting
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