To spring

　　Gently, you came. Like the wind around the tops of the trees, bid farewell to the sky. Do not think of every fertile soil, spring dew feeding, irrigation to them, like a baby sucking the mother's milk. The touch of the rough and fine bark, I felt the spring of yin; listen to the birds sing, I heard a girl singing in spring;Smell the fragrance exudes words, spring breath and come, come…… 　
　　Gently, you go again. Like the birds like back in their cozy nests, about sentimentally attached to this world…… 　 小荷作文网 www.zww.cn
　　I loathe to give up you, but…… What can we do? You can only wait for the next……