1. Ginkgo biloba leaves, with golden dresses, soft curves, sweet breath, soft body and beautiful dancing. It is a pure and innocent girl.

Second, Yang Yuying's soft and sweet songs came from the tape recorder. Jiao Jiao sat on the sofa and listened carefully. She was motionless, thinking while listening, and she was fascinated.

Third, a gust of wind blows, and the little flower shakes its head and its soft body, as if dancing on the water stone in crystal clothes, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.

fourth, warm spring, shuttle through the soft willow forest, and accompany me in a good mood; Summer night, looking up at the starry sky, I am in a good mood to accompany me; Autumn, swaying with the ears of rice in the field, good mood with me; In the cold winter, walking in the pure white snow curtain, I am in a good mood to accompany me.

The moon in May and September is a pair of soft eyes, giving endless love to the passionate people in the world.

Sixth, under her thick black eyebrows, her eyes are as happy as soft moonlight, but slightly melancholy as clear smoke ...

Seventh, affection is like water, trickling down; Affection is like painting, with soft lines; Family is like a song, beautiful and beautiful; Affection is love, harmony and shock.

8. The winding river is like a pale green ribbon, soft and beautiful. In my mind, whenever, it has a simple and elegant beauty.

9. The wind blows, and petals fly with the wind and float down. That pink and white softness, across my sad eyes. Beautiful things are always too short to be regretted.

1. My hometown is in a small city, where the winter is very special. There is no softness in spring, no heat in summer, no coolness in autumn, and only a vast expanse of whiteness. Joking at God, throwing cream everywhere.

in November and March, the light footsteps walk through the soft rain, and in the smiling face, the willow tips are green and the grass is gradually growing. In the melody of spring, just like a gentle and graceful lady, she is shy when she wants to talk, and her graceful dancing and soft breath bring us green and hazy reverie.

12. I smile at porridge because she has a poetic name, which easily reminds people of a girl's shy smile. I porridge her subtle and elegant personality, quietly blooming, flowers are not publicity; The share of serenity revealed in the softness of the porridge when it blooms, and the rich and heavy sweet smell flowing all over the sky when it blooms.

XIII. The long small sand river separates Zaoyang City from east to west. Like the Chu River and the Han Dynasty, from a distance, the Xiaoshahe River surrounds the whole city like a soft ribbon.

14. The green outside the window is gloomy and Ran Ran is green and moist. With the weeping willow branches, it is as touching as the peach blossom and gentle as the flowing water of the small bridge. The tree is slim and graceful, as soft and delicate as a flower.

fifteen, a trickle, gurgling, faint water rhyme, pleasant sound. The stream is rushing, soft and graceful, and has a general taste in my heart.

XVI. Life is the wind, warm as spring, although there are occasional typhoons; Life is a mountain, deep and straight, although there are occasional landslides; Life is water, elegant and soft, although there are occasional floods.

XVII. Whenever there is fog, from a distance, Dashan looks like a beautiful girl, going to the dance, wearing a light and beautiful gauze skirt; Whenever the sun sets, the afterglow of the setting sun smears a faint blush on the mountains, and like a shy bride, people look back frequently and can't bear to leave.

18. The clouds in the sky have different shapes, as if they were like a changeable fairy stretching her gentle posture.

19th, at night, the river is more charming, and the crescent moon is reflected on the calm river, so soft.

twenty, when the sun gradually climbed high in the sky, the blue color was no longer so deep and gradually faded. Unconsciously, clouds and breezes appeared in the sky. The bright sunshine gives the sky a soft and warm color, which is very comfortable and leisurely.

21st, the vitality of rhododendron is not so tenacious, but it is precisely because of its delicacy and loveliness that people are nostalgic. The soft fragrance of spring is intoxicating, and people will always be intoxicated by the beauty and fragrance of azaleas.

twenty-two, her hair is very thick and as thick as a horse mane. But with the turmoil and gentleness of a child, it curled around her little ears.

twenty-three, the willow tree looks at the clear spring as a mirror, waving its long green hair, as if it were painted with green paint, which makes it look brand-new and very delicate. The more you look at it, the more soft and lovely it feels. It's really a bit of a sage like type!

twenty-four, the moon is so big today! I walked to the river, and the moon reflected in the water was so clear and perfect. The clear bright moon swam slowly in the water, with soft golden light.

twenty-five, I walked along the path of Liu Yin, only to see the weeping willows, like a shy girl with her head down, stretching her gentle posture in the morning glow.

twenty-six, wicker is like a fairy's nepotism, dancing with the wind; Like a gentle girl, she danced a gentle dance.

XXVII. I looked at it. It was like an inviolable girl, and her white body was so soft. The white and bright petals seem to have been washed in milk. There are some flowers lying quietly in the flowerpot, as if snuggling up to their mother. I picked up a petal and hid it in my diary, in my heart.

twenty-eight, with her head down, the branch couldn't see her face clearly, only felt that her whole person was shrouded in a quiet, pure and gentle atmosphere.

twenty-nine, when we stop at Fanglin, there are always euphemistic and beautiful sounds of birds and songs in our ears. Birds flying in the blue sky, eagles flying with wings. They all express their love for nature in their kindest language, and express their gratitude to nature with the softest songs, thanking nature for giving them life and thanking nature for giving them a beautiful and happy home.

3. The flower bed is round with red bricks. It is full of flowers of various colors. Nature, like a highly skilled makeup artist, puts rings of glittering and translucent necklaces on the colorful and fragrant flowers in the flower bed, making them more feminine.

thirty-one, in the reed pond, Yuanyang often stretches its neck long and spreads its wings to beat the water. Pairs of colorful and gorgeous mandarin ducks play, chase and swim side by side in the water, and sometimes make a low and gentle cry of "goo-goo-goo-goo-goo", as if lovers are whispering.

thirty-two, I listen to the talk of the mountain stream, listen to the soft voice of the stream, and listen to its whispering with the mountain; I listen to the book, listen to the book's inculcation; I listened to the talk of the night and the quiet sounds of nature.

thirty-three, late autumn is the season when reed flowers bloom. At present, the endless, white, light and soft reed flowers are coming from Chi Pan with the wind. The wind is blowing, the reeds are shaking, and the reeds are dancing like snowflakes, which makes me moved, but it makes me unpredictable.

thirty-four, under her eyebrows like willow leaves, her eyes are as happy as soft moonlight ...

thirty-five, youth is a rainbow on the horizon, fleeting, but soft and abnormal; Youth is the fog in the morning, hazy and subtle, but suitable for wandering; Youth is a mountain stream, beautiful and soft, but it often floats.

thirty-six, the sound of bamboo is like a breeze, and the mysterious music is like water. Colorful, delicate petals dance like dancers ... Through a fan stone arch, a scene is changed in front of you. The mountains here are abrupt and rugged, and the stone there is exquisite and poetic, like a unique stroke by a skilled craftsman in nature.

thirty-seven, the appearance of the grass is not outstanding, but it is full of green, which symbolizes spring, and green is like jade. It has a beautiful posture, giving people a soft feeling. Moreover, it is actually the most important part of spring. Without it, any flower will be eclipsed.

Thirty-eight, a glittering and translucent bright moon hangs high under the canvas of the starry sky. Its radiance is not as strong as that of the sun, but it is more feminine in innocent girl and less bold and rough in enthusiasm.

thirty-nine, youth is a prose poem, which is scattered in form and concentrated in spirit, showing the femininity and masculinity of artistic conception. Youth is a prose poem, elegant and serene, showing the depth and loftiness of the soul. Youth is a prose poem, fresh and natural, which explains the infinity and tenacity of life.

Forty, silently look at the azaleas, whose vigorous branches are engraved with the wind and rain along the way; The dark green leaves penetrated the suffering of azaleas through frost and snow; The soft petals played the victorious movement of the sour and sweet journey. Every time the azalea blooms, it shows the miracle of life.

forty-one, I like willow, not only because of its light and soft charm, but also because of its indomitable character.

forty-two, it is shaped like a semicircular fan, with the upper part of the leaves in the center, and the leaves are forked to form a thin seam. The leaves are graceful and winding, giving people a delicate and soft feeling, which is like autumn wind painted with strokes.

forty-three, ding-dong, ding-dong, the crisp and pleasant sound of the river is so soft, it is the melody of nature and a beautiful song. In the sun, the river is sparkling like countless little stars, which is very beautiful.

forty-four, I love rhododendron, because it is a neighbor of pine and cypress, and a friend of Han Mei. Although Rhododendron has no branches of pine and cypress, and there are no soft branches of Han Mei, its quality of courage to struggle, courage to struggle, and courage to make public can definitely get her due glory.

In the days of April and April, the spring is chilly and slightly cloudy, the rain in April is lingering but not sad, and the wind in May is like a baby's hand, moist and soft. Everything in May is just right, dripping and gentle, warm and graceful.

forty-six, I walked alone by the lake, and found that the water in Moon Bay was so clear and calm, just like a mirror of the moon. The lake attracted me deeply. It was so affectionate and gentle, and it smiled at me gently. I couldn't help reaching out my hands, stroking her satin skin and feeling her tenderness and affection.

forty-seven, the sky is clear blue, as if someone secretly put the sea in it and unfolded it into a soft silk with several strands of magnolia embroidered on it.

forty-eight, her gentle dance won applause from the audience.

forty-nine, remember that we were walking around the lake. The moonlight is very soft, like a milky hazy cover. In my eyes, not far away, there are two small white boats tied together, supporting each other, jumping up and down in the micro waves, and showing a brilliant light together with the tiny sparkling light around.

5. Snow as light as cotton wool, as soft as reed flowers, as fluffy as dandelion seeds, fly freely in the wind, dance freely, release freely and have fun.

fifty-one, on the bank of the river, weeping willows are swaying gently, combing soft hair.

52. In the evening, soft songs floated from the bamboo building.

fifty-three, the lines of those hills are so soft, just like Chinese paintings that are only rendered in green without ink lines, green colors are flowing everywhere and gently flowing into the clouds.

fifty-four, the winding river is like a light green ribbon, soft and beautiful.

fifty-five, the distant mountains are steep and green, the autumn rain is vigorous and refreshing, and Yuan Ye is filled with fresh fragrance, sweet and quiet. Miss you, it is here that you smile with red lips and white teeth, and your soft and mellow wish is ripe for the autumn when you are looking forward to harvest.

56. I want to tell you that there are not only magnificent symphonies, but also soft serenades in life. On your way forward, don't forget to appreciate the beautiful things in life, and don't give up some real happiness and happiness for some ethereal fame and fortune.

fifty-seven, bleak winter painting scenery, cold locked eyebrows alone, vaguely beautiful people walking alone, called Luan Fengqi Wutong, Langjun night looking forward to Iraq's dream, I wonder if my wife can know. Love you, always like to miss you in the quiet and soft Yamashita!

fifty-eight, you stand in front of the mirror and copy the soft you. I'm standing behind you, and my feelings are stuck in the mirror. My heart is like glass, transparent to you and within reach. Even if it is broken all over the floor, every piece is written: I love you!

fifty-nine, various snowflakes are like gracefully blooming flowers ... The snowflakes in your hands are like pearls, which exude femininity as a gift from God. However, like a flash in the pan, it melted between my fingers and dripped along them.

sixty, the night is soft, and the moon shines on Qixi. Magpies build bridges, and beautiful people meet. Hold the phone tightly and edit the truth. Whispering in private, secret transmission. Send blessings and friendship. Deep meaning, may you understand. Happy tanabata.

sixty-one, it is an exquisite water bottle, white and flawless, smooth and bright, with soft lines and patterns, and countless people sincerely admire its wonderful workmanship.

sixty-two, the moon is dim, the stars are faint, and the ripples in a river are shy and bright. At the moment I met you, I found the eternity in my life, the light of the stars, the softness and luxury, and all the poems are in the misty pursuit.

sixty-three, I walked along the path of Liu Yin, only to see the weeping willows, which seemed like a shy girl with her head down, stretching her gentle posture in the morning glow.

sixty-four, he is good at writing poems as soft as new moons, and she is good at drawing pictures as delicate as rain. If they cooperate in painting an ancient poem, it will really complement each other!

sixty-five, these two paintings, one full of masculinity and the other showing feminine beauty, really have their own merits.

sixty-six, my brother used to be an eighteen-sister paper with a smile on his cheeks and a water cut on his pupils, which was soft, elegant and sleepy.

sixty-seven, I am gentle, gentle, beautiful, kind, generous, hardworking, simple, intelligent and capable. It is not surprising that you have a crush on me.

sixty-eight, he witnessed ulanova's graceful ballet posture with his own eyes, which was really thoughtful.

sixty-nine, charming smile is your business card, gentle beauty is your label, kindness and loveliness is your nickname, purity and elegance is your nickname. Girls' Day is coming. I only wish you eternal youth, beauty, happiness and eternity!

7. The Mongolian people we love live in a soft and comfortable environment, that is, the verdant grassland.

seventy-one, a breeze, you can freeze and cut out the curled willow silk, which is soft and graceful and endless; The clean sky reflects the pool of lake water, and it is soft and clear.

seventy-two, on the left of the old mother, there is a beautiful and dignified girl, reclining in a chair.