That white Yulan outside window

That white Yulan outside window
That is a lazy one in the afternoon, I who am listless sit the seventh row by the window in the lecture-theatre. Nice and warm sunshine, drowsy head, mathematics teacher's fluffy and disorderly hair, slightly thick lens, and that of his is unalterable and having no sound rising and falling at all - -Just like a straight line that slope is zero. Suddenly, I who am bored stiff neglected to a white Yulan outside window inadvertently. Oh! I can't help shouting and speaking. God! The prosperity of a tree, more than one hundred white orchids, both open, it is so elegant to be so holy and pure. Is this still that that contract in the corner, orphaned and helpless little tree? This is still that that thin and weak bud is pressed fully all over, the white Yulan that can't bear the heavy load? Perhaps she is only a little tree forgotten, she burns rustly independently only on the whole meadow, without companion, just stand there toweringly, and that sheet of meadows levelled are extremely disharmonious around. I had never expected, overnight, grow into such a look. Seem to be definitely outside this world, breeze stroke, float with wind lightly, as if park, stay all over pale butterfly of girl, again as if weigh down silk silk of the South of tree fully. Until sunshine shine, it is so bright and clean for her to seem, very clear and bright to blaze. Make people inspire in spirit for being bright at the moment. And the fragrance of yulan Magnolia has slipped away the narrow window is sewn, have floated faintly and rightly, clear, cold. She not only a tree spends, and the symbol of a kind of vigor even more. Angry to break out, magnificent glory of her of her, on I being whether one laugh at and show off. A yulan Magnolia setting up spirit hits I who am dispirited ashamedly and unbearably. On the occasion of the youth, but live so arrogant on account of one's senioritily, call it by the fine-sounding name of and see through this world, it is not taking charge of to one's own life actually. "It is not my responsibility whether the life has a meaning on earth, it is my responsibility but how to arrange this to grow. " Unexpectedly I am still remembering this sentence. Transient in spring, yulan Magnolia chooses one's own most splendid appearance of the show of most brilliant moment, I use the most precious youth in life for feeling sleepy. This spring passed, have spring of next year, the youth in this life, is there next life? Raise one's head, four blackboard full strange symbol, and have at this moment but heart shy no longer. Pass by that yulan Magnolia later, can't help gazing at her including the compliments. Transfer it to from the three nine-day periods after the winter solstice health network

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