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Remember a spring on the third grade, I harbored how delighted mood, drilled through the forest, climb over the gap found in the forested green shadow. The quiet of the night is always tough, lost and lonely I move stool, pulls out the walls, several twists and turns to come here. I suddenly found that the number of stars, watching the moon more clear air max 2011 sale than at home, all of a sudden the many comfortable mood.In this way, the annual summer vacation became my "summer resort". With a few story book, a few brushes and a few tubes of toner, the back of a small drawing board, ran across the grass to hide in the woods, reading, sketching, tired of leaning on the tree children, sleep. My life can be described as comfortable.The passage of time is so fast, a blink of an eye, so the end of my elementary school career. In the primary school friends had to say goodbye that night, and my tears came here, picked up the ground a piece of yellow leaves, put me on the memories of the past. The bleak wind, so I appreciate the footsteps of winter. I looked at this a beautiful lawn, can not help but worry about: the coming year there will be then a beauty and interest?One winter, I finally fit this grass, to long absence. When I closed my eyes, opened a thick layer of snow, white snow, I thought it would still, still green opened his eyes and said a "Happy New Year!" So wonderful - like a fairy tale. I looked at it one, then immobile Ben out - that is how a charred creatures, ruined creatures!At home so stunned and so a winter, after a spring rain, I dragged a hoe and a small bag of grass seed, ready to jordan 7 cheap bring something trivial vitality for that continent. Climbed into my bag of grass seed throwing away - those knee-weed told me: grass seed we just waste, we resumed the vibrant, no longer need any care ... ... I can not help but think of Bai's poem "Grass on the one-year-old Coorong wild fire, spring wind and Health." life how why so? Every child will have setbacks, will have hope. As long as tough a time, will be able to delight a long time ... a winter's sad, swaying gently wiped his head grass .