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It was last winter, a Saturday morning. After going to the piano class and going home, I was downcast. The words that the piano teacher criticized were still echoing in my ears. "Forget it, don't learn, give up." I groaned and squatted on the road, aimless. A bitter cold wind blew, "Hula", and the leaves fell a lot. The leaves are sparse, and the sky is covered with a gray face. The bare willow branches dried up, but I accidentally got a leaf. The leaves have withered and broken brown, but it is still attached to the branches. Other companions have disappeared in the wind, alone, in the cold wind. I am a little bit pity, presumably, its fate is the same Marlboro Cigarettes, being ruthlessly blown is the inevitable ending. I can't help but stop and stare. It was another gust of wind. "Let's fall, don't struggle." I don't know if I pity him or pity myself. But no, I saw that even if he was blown and swayed, he still had to grasp the branches. He is still proud of the tip of the branch, and he is full of style! I can't help but admire: life can be so hard and so beautiful! After a while, the wind stopped, the sun dispelled the haze, and the sky was bright. The warm sun sprinkled on the leaves and sprinkled in my heart, melting the ice of my heart. No matter how hard it is, you can't give up. I wonder. I stepped up and walked home. Turned into the community, left hand corner, a drop of plum fell into the eye Cigarettes For Sale. It was a small plum tree, leaning against the wall, without a leaf, bare body, silent in the dusk. In the cold winter, she was quietly nurturing fragrance. I vaguely saw that the bones on the branches were waiting to be placed. But Tiangong may not want a beautiful arrival. It was just black, and a sudden drop of snow fell silently. The snow is so big that it grows like a feather. In the morning, the snow stopped. I looked at the world of silver in the window Marlboro Lights, and I was worried: Namei, it should be down. I looked downstairs to the corner, and a little bit of Yan Huang actually squeezed out from the snowy Yingying branch! Plum blossoms are in full bloom! The bright yellow can reflect the whole world of ice and snow into a charming fairyland! Soon after, after the snow, the early impotence rises, the snow is quietly melting, and it is melted by the warm winter sun, and it is melted by the plum blossom! The sleek sunshine sprinkled on the petite plum, and the plum blossoms seemed to raise a small face and pour the fragrance into the sun. It seems that the petite plum blossom has such a strong perseverance! My heart is bright again. Going downstairs, rushing to the plum blossoms, the sun followed me all the way, the spotted light sprinkled on my body, and sprinkled on my heart. I met the life of the dialects and plum blossoms. They are like winter warm sun. Awakened my persistence and made me understand that I can't give up in the face of difficulties. The grayness and coldness of my heart was warmed by a round of winter sun. I hope that this warm sun will shine forever throughout the winter!

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