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Has been often used to walk in the wind,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], especially in the less hot weather, walk in it a very wide street, see a weeping willow branches fluttered soft, like a man when facing the sea, long the wind whipped hair long, people's mood also will fly the day. Then a man walked a quiet sunny street, is really very pleasant thing. In spring, various flowers are contests, bloom, dark red plum garden looked like a cloud far away, in the middle of pink mixed with a little peach, pale; the lawn under the tree to sprout out new leaves, bits and pieces , like a cute little head, as if curious about this new world. There are no deciduous trees, looks feels like the old man is full of vicissitudes. Summer greenery everywhere, a thriving scene. Flowers have faded, the leaves have been covered with branches, there are still some small peach peach it. Variety of leaves is a beautiful landscape, the small mountains are my favorite honeysuckle, delicate fragrance that really fascinating. The good news is he has not had time to bloom at the time the workers were cutting grass roots cut, really a pity Oh! It is safety, now that the beautiful gardenia leaf bud,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], and it comes here, I seem to smell the gardenia floral overflow everywhere. In autumn,[link widoczny dla zalogowanych], fallen leaves like butterfly flying in the sky, to spread a layer, just like carpet. Occasionally there were birds flying in the sky, and that alone calls, threw himself the lonely hearts of people of color, then also become dejected. Fall, a recession, only that a group of students in one group of youthful, this is where the eternal beautiful scenery. Winter, after the silence of depression, there is no green, no birds, no leaves, everything return to silence, no sound, cold breath of people are locked up in a house, snow clear voice could be heard, the snow-covered world has become very clean, even the sky is clean and transparent, there is no trace of the stain, let's return to a quiet heart, return to the most natural state of clarity, this time the world was the best, the most harmless. All of them towards a better and look to the future.
on this road through the seasons, the mood is good, everything is clear; in a bad mood, everything is sadly; all of this is cruel, but my heart always ups and downs. . . . . .