还记得那时花开的样子:二月的风轻轻掠过桃树梢头,粉红色的花瓣温情颤动,如小鸟的翅膀,撩开了天空的寂寥;细雨斜斜飘洒,穿透桃蕊,有晶莹剔透的桃花泪跌落,惊醒了被寒冬尘封的思绪。空气和阳光渐渐变得轻盈、灵动,行走于桃花之上,春天的气息浓郁、凝结,氤氲着一个季节。如今,盛夏的果实 Still remember when the flowers bloom: the wind of February gently across the top of the peach trees, pink petals warmth trembling, such as the wings of a bird, lifted the solitude of the sky; rain drifting obliquely, Peach Peach Rui, a crystal clear peach tears dropped, awakened by the winter dusty thoughts. The air and the sun gradually become light, agile, walking in the peach blossom, the spring breath rich, condensation, wandering for a season. Today, the fruit of summer