这早已是南国之春了，虽然余寒尚未退却，但生命的迹象却愈发明显 。今天是个晴朗的日子 ，我决定去郊外看看百花仙。只要有这样的想法，我都是独自前往的。
由于光线很好，所以很远就能看到那娇艳欲滴的花朵 。如此的美景 ，着实让人沉醉。我边走边想，边想边走，不觉到了他们的身旁。这边红艳似火 ，那边洁白如雪 。在这碧天绿地地映衬下，望望四周，只有我一人在享受着无边的光景。真叫人担心能否消受得起！
“去年今日此门中，人面桃花相映红。人面不知何处去 ，桃花依旧笑春风 。 ”花也寂寞，人也寂寞。两个寂寞的走在一起，便会演绎一段精彩的故事。花为谁红？人为谁痴？我想答案便在于此。
初晨的露珠点点滴滴得洒在洁白晶莹的花瓣上 。在阳光的照耀下 ，更显色彩斑斓。露珠和梨花真是绝配，这倒让我忆起潇湘馆了。“半掩湘帘半掩门，碾冰为土玉为盆 。偷来梨蕊三分白 ，借得梅花一缕魂。”只有她才是此景的主人。
阵阵微风拂来，花瓣们纷纷飘落在地 。可谓是芳草鲜美，落英缤纷。但我没能看出一丝丝诗意。如此的花朵却挽留不住轻柔的花瓣 ，是她执意离去，还是着东风无情的威逼？“手把花锄出绣闺，忍踏落花来复去？桃李明年能再发 ，明年赏花是何人？”花开易见落难寻，阶前闷杀赏花人 。 ”错了，都错了。花瓣是要和根在一起的，“质本洁来还洁去”。无奈东风太恶 ，流水无情 。片片花朵皆吹散，流水载花消失在天尽头。唉！强于污淖陷渠沟。
“……侬今葬花人笑痴，他年葬侬知是谁。一朝春尽红颜老 ，花落人亡两不知……”索性拾起些许花瓣，置于枕下，即便干枯 ，也不后悔 。因为这一生没有白活。不仅送给人们以清香，更重要的是留下了硕果累累。这便是花的宿命，也是我将要走的一生！
Today, I saw a land flower, and suddenly I remembered the old things.
This is already the spring of the South, although the halky has not retired, but the signs of life are getting more obvious. Today is a sunny day, I decided to go to the outskirts to see Huahua. As long as there is such an idea, I have access to it.
Since the light is very good, it can see the delicate flowers far away. Such beautiful scenery is really intoxicated. I wanted to walk, I wanted to go, I didn't feel their side. This is red as a fire, and there is white. In this green ground, look around, only I am enjoying the boundless scene. It's really worried that you can solve it!
"In this door last year, the human face peach blossoms are red. I don't know where to go, the peach blossom is still a spring breeze." Flower is lonely, people are lonely. Two loneliness will perform a wonderful story. Who is spent? Who is human? I think the answer is here.
The dew drops of the early morning drops on the white crystal petals. Under the sunlight, it is more colorful. Dew and pear is really a perfect match, which makes me recall the Xiaoxiang Pavilion. "Hald hidden hidden curtains, milking is the pots for Tuyu. Stealing the pear righteousness three points, borrowing plum blossoms." Only she is the owner of this scene.
The breeze came, and the petals fell to the ground. It can be said that it is delicious, and it is colorful. But I didn't see a silk poetic. Such a flower can't keep a gentle petal, is her insistent, or the Dongfeng ruthless? "Hand put the flower, embroidered, to bear to come back? Tao Li next year can send again, how is the flowers next year?" Hua opened the emperor and disadvantages, and the premium will kill the flowers. "Wrong, it is wrong. The petals is to be with the roots." Quality clean is also clean ". The good Dongfeng is too evil, the water is ruthless. The film flowers are blown, and the flowers are filled in the sky. Hey! It is stronger than the sludge cavity.
"...... 今 花人 痴, he is a year of burial. One night, the spring is old, the flowers are dead. I don't know ... "Sorctivity picks up some petals, put it under the pillow, even if it is dry, don't regret it. Because this life is not white. Not only gives people, more important It is a result. This is a fate of flowers, and it is also a life I will go!
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