Ten thousand peach blossoms, like butterflies falling gently, fall gently from the branches, like hazy songs. Maybe it doesn't want to fall, but it can't help it. Lonely figure, across the heart-pounding, broken wings, looking for traces of coming, every cluster of blooming thoughts is fragmented because of crossing the past. The following is a poem describing peach blossoms compiled and recommended by J.L., a resume network of recent graduates. Welcome to reading.

The red peach blossoms have fallen, and the pink peach blossoms have also fallen like rain. White peach blossoms are still in bud, swaying gently with the wind, and some of them are crystal-clear and lingering, emitting a dream-like panic.

Walking through the peach grove, I saw butterflies dancing on the branches, bees shuttling between the flower beds and humming. After the breeze blew, the flowers were refreshing. Looking up is peach blossom, looking down is peach blossom, closing your eyes is peach blossom. From a distance, there is a faint mist floating on the hillside, which permeates the peach forest. The faint glow is sprinkled on the faint fog, which makes the scenery far and near turn pale pink.

Peach trees in neat rows all over the mountains and plains, like actors dancing in procession, gracefully stretch their upward branches and leaves. And those peach blossoms in full bloom on the branches, inspired by the breeze, are shaking their heads and dancing happily. Powder fog floats around the pink flowers, and the pink flowers flutter and bloom in the powder fog, dyeing the peach forest and the hillside red, just like Xia Hong in the sky rushing to the earth. The sky is red, the earth is red, and people are red. For a time, heaven and earth became a red world. Intoxicated by this pink flower fog, people fall into the fog.

I have seen peach blossoms, but I have never seen such a large number of peach blossoms. It seems that all the peach blossoms in the world gather here. Peach blossoms bloom brightly and enthusiastically, trying to show us their charm. The petals like cicadas and the pink lip gloss like girls wander carefree in the years of life and can't stop the breath of youth.

A tree is full of peach blossoms. Every delicate peach blossom and every delicate petal is like a fresh poem and a beautiful picture. Not far from the hillside, a little black and pink, layers of blush, like clouds flying down from the mountain. Is it really a tree, a forest, a mountain, all over the mountains, overwhelming, what a picture? Suck up the peach blossoms? ! Are we intoxicated here? Hongyun Wan Li, flying across the sky? The magnificent scene provoked the elder brother of the same trade to sing loudly:? There is our lovely hometown, where peach blossoms are in full bloom.

Others are in bud, as if they are in full bloom when they meet the spring breeze; Some are blooming with sweet smiles, just like beautiful brides, with sweetness, shyness and joy hanging on their eyebrows; Some are trying to bloom, and slowly they are scattered in two pieces? As if deliberately showing off their beauty to tourists.

Bees are hovering and buzzing on the flowers; Butterflies are flying everywhere. A breeze blows, peach blossoms sway in the spring breeze, and beautiful butterflies flap their colorful wings and dance. Is it true that the withered petals in the breeze have fallen, like scattered flowers, on the wet land and kissed the warm land that raised them? Falling red is not heartless, but turning into flower mud protects flowers more. ? The whole scene is pleasing to the eye and fascinating.

Peach trees always thrive according to the pace of nature. They bloom in March, seed in April, green in May, bear fruit in June, wither in autumn, be lonely in winter, and bloom again the next year. Peach blossoms are beautiful and fragrant every year. From a distance, she and the wheat fields are swaying in the wind, just like a pink scarf in Moshan. When the wind blows, some thin springs will fall down. Peach blossoms are always in full bloom. She doesn't understand the sadness of the years, and neither do the children. There will always be a group of people chasing, flapping, playing and laughing under the tree, and then running away, sunset and horizon?

March has just arrived, the spring breeze is not soft enough, the sun has not saved enough charm, and the peach blossoms are eager to bloom first. Looking around, there are already flowers everywhere, one by two, thousands of flowers, so eager, so sincere and so enthusiastic! Even, I can't wait to grow some green leaves to hide my shame! They all look at you with hot eyes and say: Son, am I beautiful? Beauty, it's so beautiful. Who can resist this temptation? So the crowd flocked to this small Peach Blossom Island. People are as eager to see flowers as they are to bloom. Can you relax? If it is late, the flowers will fall. Come on, come on, let's go to see the peach blossoms.

Walking under the peach tree, the spring breeze caresses your face, bees and butterflies dance wildly, and spring ripples. A piece of powder noodles has arrived in front of you exquisitely. This is a girl of seventeen or eighteen, standing under a peach blossom and smiling. That year's peach blossoms intoxicated the spring of that year, the Tang poetry and the peach blossoms in front of me. The deeper the peach Lin Yue, the deeper the spring.

Pink, or pink, full of tender pink. Like, happy, like again, don't feel tired at all. If you suddenly have an illusion of isolation. Here, is it a paradise described by Tao Gong? I would like to stand on the spring breeze and blossom into a small peach blossom, which is beautiful, enchanting, warm and quiet. Accompany Tao Yuanming, recite poems, drink, farm, and then leave. Since then, I have forgotten the past life, this life and the afterlife.

Branches are hard and bony, not as soft as willow branches. In the breeze, she didn't move, it was really quiet. In A Dream of Red Mansions, there is a scene that is the most unforgettable. It's Baoyu and Daiyu, sitting under a peach tree and watching the West Chamber together. Two jade figures, a peach shadow, petals falling on the body and a picture scroll moving with the wind are fixed in memory, which has become a quiet, graceful and thrilling picture scroll of love. It is so beautiful.

People like and appreciate peach blossoms. The ancients left many poems praising peach blossoms? The peach flew away, burning with its brilliance. It's about the brilliance of peach blossoms. Clusters of peach blossoms have no owner, and the lovely deep red reflects the light red. Is it about peach blossom's fortitude and independence, not following the secular style? Peach blossoms have no words to open? It is about peach blossom's down-to-earth character, which is not ostentatious, ostentatious and unknown. Although I have read these words many times in the past, I didn't really understand their profound connotation and their' real greatness' until now.

I love peach blossoms, and I don't understand those who are responsible for peach blossoms. The quality is beautiful. What is the crime of flowering? People's criticism of peach blossoms can only express people's cowardice and meanness. Let's look at the beauty of her tree that bears the sweetest fruit. What have those who are jealous of flowers contributed besides slandering and framing?

Peach blossoms are also associated with homesickness. Where peach blossoms bloom, there is my lovely hometown. Missing my hometown begins with missing peach blossoms; Hometown is as beautiful as a peach blossom. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Both are deep pools? Peach blossom? Which friend has deep feelings?

I love peach blossoms, just as the world loves peach blossoms. Love her pure beauty, love her tender and lovely, love her suddenly and innocently, just as I have always really loved her. I am eager to sleep under a peach tree. I have no struggle and pain. It is sweet to open your eyes and embrace each other and die.

After the sting, the buds of the peach tree branches woke up, one in the east and the other in the west. Those smiling flowers spewed intoxicating fragrance.

Peach blossoms in full bloom are like pieces of rouge, stained with rich spring scenery, and like clouds, reflecting the vibrant earth.

The peach blossom has withered, and a few petals remain on the branches, still like a beating flame.

Sunshine, like a golden stream, flows in the peach blossoms, making the pink peach blossoms more delicious and moving, and adding more warmth to the beautiful spring. Peach blossoms are blooming innocently, and every petal is so soft that it seems to fall when touched lightly.

Several peach trees stand out. They are swaying, as lovely as girls and as naughty and lovely as children. On the ground, the carpet paved with peach blossoms is particularly soft, which makes people feel asleep and looks more comfortable than a bed.

At the foot of the mountain, looking around, the figure of peach blossom is particularly enchanting, as if it were a large sunrise falling from the sky. When the bus came to Taohua Woods, I couldn't wait to get off and rushed into the Red Sea of Taohua.

A gentle breeze blew, and the budding peach blossom was like a shy girl, suddenly awakened. Peach blossom is like a graceful flower, stretching its graceful body, flapping its wings and falling slowly like a mature dancer. It makes people dazzled, fascinated, intoxicated, and intoxicated with this beautiful scenery.

Peach blossoms are crowded, and clusters of branches are full, emitting a faint fragrance. Pink petals and yellow stamens are really beautiful! Some beautiful peach blossoms are like shy girls, with their heads down. Some are like naughty children, small and swaying in the wind. Others are like arrogant princesses, standing upright at the top, as if showing off their beauty. The beautiful peach blossoms are so dazzling that they are really beautiful.

In the sun, the breeze blows the petals. Those beautiful and stunning petals are scattered in the wind, and some are swaying in the wind; Some spin in front of the house; Some wander around the crowd and seem unwilling to leave; There are also some people who keep dancing wildly, as if they must show their most beautiful side to others before giving up. The stamens are so small! Like glittering ears of wheat, it stretches obliquely. It's a bit lazy, but it looks comfortable. Tender and crisp, soft and tough.

On the mountain, the peach blossoms on the mountain are more beautiful. Looking closely, these flowers look like the clothes of a noble princess and the face of a shy little girl, pink with some vermilion. This peach blossom looks different: some flowers are in full bloom, and each one is more beautiful, as if participating in a beauty contest; Some just spread two or three petals, like a little doll just waking up; There is only a small bud, bulging as if it would burst at a light touch, like a fat doll still sleeping, very cute!

That beautiful pink peach blossom is dazzling, that one stands proudly, and this one seems to be talking to the little butterfly beside him. Peach blossoms are next to me, and I am next to you, close together, like a group of good friends who are inseparable all day. Seen from a distance, peach blossoms are like beautiful pink light.

Pink peach blossoms are next to each other, filling the whole branch. They are like a group of beautiful little girls, showing their graceful posture.

At this time, it is already spring in March, and there are peach blossoms and exquisite bodies all over the mountains, and flowers all over the mountains. The breeze blew, and the peach blossoms fell to the ground, with a somewhat sad feeling.

On the eve of the Spring Festival, peach blossoms are in full bloom, red, like a red ocean. Many people come here to buy peach blossoms. They shuttle through the peach blossom forest, just like groups of fish swimming freely in this sea of flowers.

The bright sunshine shines on the boundless earth and beautiful peach blossoms, which are beautiful and charming. The wind is also happy to play interesting games with it. At this time, the flower shadows are swaying, and pink petals are floating in the blue sky, which makes the world a peach blossom world and makes our life full of vitality.

Spring in March, bright spring, peach blossoms in full bloom? Fight for the leaves? Blooming in the branches. It is beautiful, like a piece of Xia Hong, and the weeping willows of the green tree mother-in-law form a beautiful spring scene.

I can't wait to go to the park to enjoy the beautiful scenery of peach blossoms. I saw a red Mao Mao sticking out from under the pink stamen, as if spreading a carpet on the stamen, solemnly introducing the arrival of the spring messenger. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, dancing with the wind, singing in the trees and competing with each other; Only half opened, like a fairy sleeping among the branches, naughty children quietly opened half the curtains; Those unopened ones are really like babies lying in their mothers' arms.

I carefully counted a big red peach blossom and found that it had six layers, while the other one was single-layered. Stranger still, some branches have two different colors of peach blossoms or a peach blossom has two colors. These peach blossoms are really beautiful.

Smell it, how refreshing the fragrance of peach blossoms outside the window is! It only gives off a faint fragrance, but it fascinates me deeply. That breath came into my sight through the window. It's like a dreamy body waving to me gently, and I can't help walking past it. Ah, what a suffocating breath, it's really intoxicating.

Although peach blossoms are beautiful, patches of peach forests are more romantic and charming. Walking into a peach forest, peach blossoms are like the sea. When a gust of wind blows, pieces of peach petals will fall to the ground. The situation is beyond description.

A burst of blowing, blossoming peach blossoms, like flowers, flapped their beautiful wings and danced. Those withered petals fall one by one, like fairy scattered flowers, and like a world of powder makeup and jade, which is really pleasing to the eye and fascinating.

Spring and March are the seasons when peach blossoms bloom. At this time, in addition to the delicate grass, little by little, occasionally under the ridge of the road, there are smiling peach blossoms all over the mountains and plains. This peach blossom is the first flower in my hometown.

Although peach blossom is not as glamorous as peony, as charming as rose and as warm as wintersweet, it can relieve people's fatigue. If you are standing next to a peach grove, please smell it and take a closer look. Peach blossoms can relax people's body and mind like magic. Look at that childish smile, as if I were a child again.

A gust of wind blew through peach trees? Whoosh Ring, peach trees have fallen flowers. Is it really like the legend? Petal rain? So what! Then lift the scattered petals and throw them into the air. Will there be another one? Petal rain? .

Beautiful peach blossom, although you are not as noble as peony, as proud as rose and as elegant as lily. However, in my heart, you are a budding flower.

Looking at it, I seem to have turned into a peach blossom myself, wearing a pink dress and bathing in the sun. A gust of wind blew, I danced in the wind, and my pink dress fluttered with the wind. I am not the only one. Peach blossoms are flying all over the tree. Butterflies flew over and told me the good dream I had last night. Bees flew over and told me how sweet the newly brewed honey was; The bird landed on the branch and sang a clear song for me.

Pink peach blossoms shine brightly on the branches, just like people's faces that are not old. A gust of wind has caused petals to fall one after another, like dancing butterflies and falling snowflakes, beautiful and lingering.

Have a look, ah! A pink ocean, ups and downs, a breeze blowing, flowers coming, a natural and fresh breath, pink ocean ups and downs with the wind.

You see, peach blossoms bloom in clusters on the branches, one next to the other. Open up, open down, open left, open right, they open in a row, they open into a tree. Seen from a distance, the mountain seems to be full of pink torches.

The peach trees by the river are also in bloom. From a distance, the peach blossoms covered with trees are like a large cloud falling from the world. When I came under the tree, the peach blossoms presented to me were graceful. Some just spread two or three petals, just like a pink butterfly spreading its wings; Some petals are all unfolded, revealing beige stamens; Some are still budding flowers and bones, full to bursting.

Just sprouted, like a little red bean, very cute. Jump on the tree; Open it quickly. It looks like a red strawberry, which makes people drool. thousands of feet. But before you reach out, it seems to be eager to show all the beauty-it is about to open brilliantly.

Peach blossom is a spring flower. Every spring, before the peach blossom grows leaves, the flowers squeeze out from the branches, as if afraid that spring will not be lively. Look, they stick their heads out one by one, as if encouraging each other: spring needs us. Come out! Don't be afraid of the cold, we are brave flowers! ? As a result, they opened one after another and became the first branch in Wan Li in the spring.

On the branches, flowers smiled at me. I carefully looked at this particularly large peach blossom around me. I saw several flower cores like snail tentacles in the middle, which were full of pollen and nectar. No wonder so many industrious bees are busy among the flowers. On the ground, in a small ditch, pink petals are like a small leaf, like a small leaf boat. A gust of wind blew again and the ship sailed slowly in the water.

Drilling into the depths of peach blossoms is a charming scenery. Here: Pink Bud Jiao Jiao, pure and flawless; There: Jade Rui Chu Chu, with dew and spit English. In bud, shy; In full bloom, slim and graceful. Clusters of pure jade, dreamlike; The burning pink clouds are very beautiful. Laugh at the peach grove in spring, and make trouble in spring. A peach blossom is fragrant and charming. Immersed in this elegant and elegant realm, the heart can't stand the fragrance and gradually intoxicated.

Peach blossoms are blooming outside the window, and the yard is full of colorful flowers. From a distance, the morning glow seems to have come to the ground. The fragrance of peach blossoms is refreshing, so it sneaks into your nostrils, plunges into your heart and greedily inhales.

The spring rain quietly made friends with the peach blossom, and its fluttering rain moistened the peach blossom, so the peach blossom became more and more beautiful every day. Looking closely, peach blossoms shine like five-pointed stars; From a distance, like a piece of pink? Xia Yun? , charming and graceful.

Approaching the peach blossom forest, I enjoyed the beautiful peach blossoms to my heart's content. Some are still flowers and bones; Some just spread two or three petals; Some petals have spread out. Each peach blossom has five or six round petals, and the stamens in the flower core are like long eyelashes on a doll's eyes. Pink peach blossoms are as lovely as fairies, and I can't help kissing her delicate little face.

We wandered in the sea of flowers. Look at this. It's beautiful. Look at that. It's also beautiful. There are so many peach blossoms, with different expressions and shapes: some hang on the branches alone, and some are next to each other in twos and threes. Hundreds of bees are buzzing in the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes are flying around. If the landscape in front of us is regarded as a vivid painting, the artist's skill is really remarkable.

Peach trees have pink peach blossoms. Peach blossoms are crowded like powder clouds and rise from the ground. Some pink peach blossoms spread two or three petals, as if dressing themselves in the mirror; Some petals are all unfolded, like a beautiful girl; Some are beautifully dressed and skinny, looking like a shy little girl.

The flowers of peach blossoms are early and late, and some have all spread out; Some flowers are too shy to look outside, only dare to show their mouths to see the outside world; There is also a flower bone bud, which looks like it will crack soon. A gust of wind blows, and peach blossoms are like beautiful butterflies, flapping their wings and dancing, which makes people intoxicated!

Some peach blossoms are in bud, as if they are about to bloom at this moment or the next; Some peach blossoms bloom with sweet smiles, just like pink or white queens; Some peach blossoms are trying to bloom. At this time, it unfolded a petal. At that time, it unfolded two petals to bloom its own beauty for the city.

The peach blossoms on the tree are in bloom. They all look like rouge. Some peach blossoms hide behind leaves, like a shy little girl. Some bloom alone, like a beautiful girl, and some peach blossoms are like a graceful fairy, wearing a pink gauze skirt and dancing on the branches. Some are still showy, and they are about to open. The posture of peach blossoms is as much as the shape of white clouds in the sky, which makes me dazzled and dizzy.

As soon as I entered, a fragrant smell came to my nose, which made me swallow my saliva in the building. When you look closer, I see peach blossoms in different shapes: some are in bud, like shy little girls; Some petals have been fully unfolded, and a trace of red stamens, with bright yellow tips, poked out their hair playfully, as if to show off their graceful posture?

In spring, peach blossoms are in full bloom. Look! Looking from a distance, a fiery red attracted many people to stop and enjoy it. Take a closer look, every peach blossom is blooming with the most beautiful smiling face. No wonder everyone passing by is vying to take a photo with her! At this time, a large group of bees flew in, followed by a large group of butterflies, and they flew to the peach blossom forest. Suddenly, bees are dancing in circles and butterflies are dancing hula. It turns out that peach blossoms are welcoming them. Friends, I will treat you with the best pollen! ? Bees and butterflies are flying around happily among the flowers.

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