Morning
Glory on behalf of love, she conveyed the language of flowers, calm and unreal.
Said spring is the season of love, why
do I find a period of less than worthy of love.
Around the sisters have to say goodbye to, or
are about to bid farewell to
the single, I
remain, such as morning glory like to linger in the green world of dendrite branches vine entwined,
but I do not know which direction is leading to a
happy end. Wearing horn sleeve clothes walking in the spring sun just like to see the morning glory bloom has been brave and optimistic.
Morning
Glory is about childhood memories, a rural idyll is a simple natural landscape. The spring breeze was blowing morning,
fenced into the farm yard, covered with red and blue morning glory. Transparent dew on the petals at ease doing the dream, the flowers in the sun and slowly opened his eyes, looking fresh and clean.
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