花开了，花谢了；抽芽了，落叫了；播种了，收获了……年复一年，春夏秋冬，风来雨去，我们经历了又一个轮回。年年岁岁花相似，细赏娇艳总不同。春兰轻柔地说：91年的春天妩媚多姿；夏荷奔放地说，94年的夏天火热蒸腾；秋菊深沉地说，94年的秋天粟香果硕；冬梅豪迈地说，94年 Flowers, flowers thank; buds, and called out; sowing, harvesting ... ... year after year, spring, summer, autumn and winter, the wind and rain to go, we went through another cycle. Similar to the age of the year-end flower, delicate tenderness is always different. Chunlan said softly: the spring of 91 years is charming and charming. Xia He boldly said that in the summer of 1994, there was fiery transpiration; Qiu Ju said profoundly that in the fall of 94,