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Love Moon West Window (47) Essay · · orange flower


Love Moon West Window (47) Essay · · orange flower 】 【father's desire to push

window A hint of fragrance nostrils. When you look down, because housing has been found Nazhu cutting of citrus to open a few clusters of white flowers, surprised as much as my kids get long-awaited property. \Father did not surprise me, still smiling after reading his books. In his eyes, that several strains of citrus is not a pure citrus, but he's a kind of sustenance, or a desire also.
father occasionally, when tired or leisure would say that case: \covered huts, guarding orange garden poetry painting. \However, the father's age has entered old age, but said it was \
half my life, after his father,, although retired,, thinking and body but not a moment too easy. A lot of things at home, his son and the son of the Shuttle, time bound him. Only our own return to their nest, my father only culture that several strains of citrus in the leisure management.
father's house in the city before the raising of orange, not only to green the environment.
in his father's home, a few years ago there are pieces of orchard, due to a wind Guaduan the front of the house all the trees, a tree fell on the citrus, orange trees died eight aid,, uncle cable cutting all the citrus.
home of the cabinet when the tree is young and his father planted. Father left home when moving into the city for a new citrus varieties grafted. Told his uncle a good training management.
orange orchard's destruction, the father returned home looking at the place where once the green shade, made a deep sigh, came back very far from the nursery to buy a three orange tree back and planted in front of the house my family.
town the soil is not suitable for citrus growth, but still allow those Tangerine fathers in the second year on the bloom end of the fruit.
Unfortunately, last year's housing construction project that affects several strains of citrus, cutting all the side, leaving only the main bar, where bare Au. Housing a full use of the more than 10 months, those citrus tightly surrounded by brick, through the cold and heat, the erosion of mud and lime. I and the family concluded that citrus will not revive, and would like to pull up the tree to be planted some camphor. But his father insisted on keep, we would like to own his father insisted on the truth, according to his claim, not involved in his father's treatment of action.
may be moved by God his father's piety, revived with a citrus, white flowers open. Perhaps, when the autumn, orange sticks will hang orange fruit bar, so,, from his father's wish came close to some.

affordable】 【Bias

holiday is the best to outdoor walk.
the mountain city bound car window Yuan Wang, everywhere is lush orange forest, mountain floating in the aromatic fragrance that as many stars as the small white flowers by magic, after the wind burst of incense, Dayton flying for Huayu Yang, Ren mud spread white carpet.
orange floral, it seems gloomy, but quiet, like in the far and near the lips. Non-dense non-light, fluttering Huhu. Like warm hands, gently stroking action of the heart.
window heart still can not calm. Because the window has been upgraded from another force. Young, strong, impulsive force. That light green to orange forest into a Garden of Hope and beautiful, thus opening the fragrance of flowers, fruits ultimate sacrifice. My heart flew out the window, blown in the air ... ...
evening comes, to float a light rain outside the window.
rain and the warm air, very light very soft to touch with orange flowers forest. That fresh, new organizations such as the Tang Dynasty, the Silk Weaver, delicate, moist, so that classical woman intoxicated on the sense of their own.
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orange forest green as the ocean. Orange mountain forest to play too Bitou, made with a thin layer of fine mist. White Lions sing folk songs in a dark vertical, like the swallows of orange fragrance make silk cut ... ...
layers of orange flowers scattered like stars on a cold day. Or very full of a tree, the snow kind of fine short fiber, adjusting the sense of movement, moving the Yen. Floral drunk driver who urged us to quickly way. Cable opened all the windows, so that flowers have infiltrated every corner.
car sped, orange Forest forward. Non-stop rain for the next evening, at a later, screen is coming. Shake off those black and azaleas for the final few pieces Canhong, as if to announce their release; riverside Xi-liu gently place, flowering is blowing in the wind; red rose, the very strong very strong smell, it seems to be who far-fetched to accept substandard season, only those near and far like flowers, shades of affordable, fluttering Huhu ... ...

embroidered window】 【push

\. close to the green, red sparse, hi meet for the next pair of flying. misery worthy of pity is also worthy, call Tsing Yi, pushing embroidered window. covert recall, with Shoulder language for Linghua, ti Loss Evening. \walk through, touch my nose, the Cen into my heart and spleen. Like home citrus orchard should be opened white flowers.
home orange flowers bloom is definitely beautiful, and many small white flowers, faint under the leaves. Unlike other flowers orange flowers, such as pear, peach and the like in the busy season are all open Thriving, covering the new leaves and side garden trees. The orange flower Even so much, yet exudes a fragrant rich, if not take a closer look, almost exclusively their fragrance not see its shape.
home only in my dreams. And, opening the window, rush to green, floral rush to. Small window thus becomes crowded and bustling.
small, I've never not pay attention to that small white flowers. Just waiting to grow oranges, when cooked, golden yellow, large and sweet orange is my favorite, the miss.
years later, orange blossoms, I began to pay attention to that small white flowers. Although not particularly beautiful, they are especially fragrant. That is, many of the difficulties in the past in the floral. Italy's tired hit between the eyes, take a walk in the orchard, they should not have doubled interest.
orange rain forest, white perianth orange rain comb, is white spirit. The smell of orange flowers after the rain has also left around, that faint fragrance, so that the storm lost.
wait until the autumn, orange red, and their hands to pick that one golden yellow of the oranges just great. Poke orange, which patches of red orange, sweet and delicious, finished, and the remaining orange peel, one thinks of Bing Xin's book, \Seem to have returned the young people to.

Fu Window】 【orange flower

fine in Mei Xiang at the Gardenia, catkins pear after the open.
Saoshou pre melancholy rain by evil, sad see off changtae.
Danqing have to be hand-held, this sparse Ode letter Fucai.
No wonder, then my lord with optimistic about the new family to come from the court.
not because I am a court, only simple, elegant, lucid and elegant photos of orange flowers.
800 in court, my home. The catkins open court after pear, orange flowers have opened. It is long flowering period, bloom strong, not Mei is good and does not compete with the flowers. It is blooming with honest, neither overbearing nor servile, no, no Yan. Faint glow in the early morning and whistles greet flying friendship. Quiet villages and smoke in the evening in front sustenance of hope and reverence. Orange flowers spoke out on what was their own hearts, to love in the court and tell their care who it was Zhongchang.
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tribunal orange flower is a living, romantic. Flowers curl Nana,, as the wind Diaojiao in rural conceal the smoke comes out, so the can. Substantially decreased and the pro-broad, kind, pure, holy incense, fragrance Yi Cai.
court, my hometown. Orange flower, my hometown footsteps. Full sound, a dull pain in my window. When will I be able to return home, be a kind of tangerine orange to support it?
course, precarious years have gone, young people to not go back to the original simple, I can only let those who Mourn the Death of the story with the flowers away. Good story for those memorable opening day each year, I only ray flowers very close to my window, that is enough.

Some sad】 【

flowers filled with orange forest, perhaps I deliberately do not intend to stay or a small habitat. However, seasonal rush too hastily, orange flowers will eventually leave the sticks, I can not leave behind any season of the things, like the scenery, such as scenery inside.
evening, I finally bid farewell to my inspiration, as the rose and orange flower send me to a dream home.
prosperous seasons passed, I just write poetry of some injuries. Rain v out all the heart, fragrant drizzle in the spent bloom, the flowers spread to every corner. As I wake up in the afternoon, listening to the rain Gechuang heart, write some sad, sad, sad season of the poem with.
diluted during the rainy season all, how many children slip. Twilight, I can only seal the dream. The so-called dream may be corrosion in the dark and disappeared, you may like wine ... ...
Fortunately, orange flowers to thank the autumn when the harvest will be.


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