Tribute to the amazing her
Spring is the season of hope, wearing a green dress in the spring breeze strolling and flying, light, ethereal, smart, in the grass after the ice and snow melt, gradually reveal the place of faith, in those who can only see the body of the grass and flowers, permeated with the most beautiful vows.
It is the spring breeze of hope that wakes up the long-sleeping earth, just like the partner around you whispers in your ear, the voice is delicate enough, the tone is soft enough, the tone is warm enough, everything seems to be like a newborn baby, the power of maternal love is gradually wrapping the sleeping cutie, so warm, so loving.
Everyone is lamenting the beauty and reluctance brought by spring, but in the years of many years, they have always ignored the warmth and courage brought to us by the other half around us. Today I still write about spring, but I don't want to give spring to the season, I want to give it to her next to me, the dearest wife, it is she who uses her gentle and powerful hands to hold up the burden of the whole family, the spring breeze is ten miles, is planting you!
Compare spring to you, you have the whole spring, because of you, the color of spring is particularly fresh, it is precisely because of you, in order to take advantage of the power of the spring breeze, you can work hard to hold up a sky in a complex and changeable society, although the sky is no longer blue, although there are often raindrops falling, but no matter how much wind and rain can not stop that pair of loving hands, groping in the night, fearlessly moving forward.
I have been full of joy because of the hope brought by the spring breeze, I have been full of hope because of the confidence brought by the spring breeze, and I have been passionate because of the strength brought by the spring breeze, but I am not as much as the hope, confidence and courage brought by you around me. No matter how beautiful the spring is, no matter how wonderful the spring breeze is, it is not as warm as the person who leans in front of the window and waits for the return, and he feels deep in his heart.
How much wind and rain does a small sapling have to go through before it can grow into a towering tree; How many days and nights does a flower have to go through before it can bloom in its own season; How many dreams does a thought have to cross before it can reach the soul resonance.
Do you remember the first time you met spring? Stripping off his thick uniform, running in the field, holding a kite in his hand, constantly shouting against the wind, fly, everything is a beautiful picture. What keeps flashing in my mind are smiling faces, which are full of hope and the pursuit of a better future.
I would like to throw myself to the earth in the spring, kiss the fragrance of the earth, and whisper to the grass. I knew that butterflies would come to disturb my dreams, so I had to incorporate butterflies into my dreams and listen to the sound of the spring girl's piano together.
Ten miles of spring breeze, you are planted! There will be a day when you will no longer be afraid of any wind and rain; With your day, even the breath becomes sweet.
People often recall that if they were young, they would have had time for everything, including their growing selves. However, I know that time can't go back, and the years have never returned, only at this moment, gently comfort yourself, everything is like the first sight, everything is like a new life.