Eye of the National Day holiday has finally been finishedI worry that the new shop next to the survival rate of transplanted trees and flowers seemed superfluous, these days afraid this is another image of the project, looking at transplanting strong day by day over the new life, and this brings me to learn of a new learning, autumn and winter planting is also a great season. Today, a magazine and from the information on the growing understanding that it is long been the knowledge of the many well-known.
I always feel like is time to hurry to go like, did not grasp the change of season, year and again toward the end, all these years I do not know why it always takes like a sense, the old Mody ? Yes ah no longer young. Without passion for life, the daily play by the rules live without heart lead an easy life, is ah this is great ordinary life, is my dream.
do not know when I fell in love with this season, the days of autumn, the days of cloud about,UGG boots clearance, there really is a day like this urge to return to nature, always remember my childhood fall season Dad, when visiting his beloved followed the crops, the way I caught a lot of grasshoppers, a wide range of, catch a dad will let me string together with Setaria, sometimes Dad would help I catch the few,Discount UGG boots, the way is really a lot of harvest, when I'm not a pesticide to always feel this is my prize. This little sense of accomplishment so far so I can not forget. Shimoda, when the father take off your shoes I lay on the soft dry grass, looking at the sky, for the first time that such a beautiful sky, white clouds and changing the appearance of one, from the high leisurely drifting across the sky, blue the sky is so clean, sometimes drifting apart from the clouds barely see the other colors. At this time far heard a strange chirping sound is not very pleasant, but very strange for me, this really what the book said Dayan Mody. Of curiosity drove me to attention from far and near the sidelines, is really arranged for a personal word,UGGs, a word will be arranged in all. This afternoon, the beautiful season of the year I remember the most beautiful moment. Looking back now I'm feeling so deep.
autumn wind blows, when once again, despite the yellow leaves are still blowing as ever, autumn is still Qinliang Such is Life, I began to learn to fall into the depths,
waved farewell to the latest Sky After a row of wild goose, accompanied by bursts of wind, the arbitrary stretch the body. This season, the total late fall too far from me that,UGG boots, looking forward to the Mid-Autumn Festival, in Qifenglengyu's urging, quietly by, when I was still rain in the north wind, sighing dying patches of yellow leaves, already late autumn, great strides to drown my thoughts.
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