In early spring, it's warm and cold at first sight. The willow leaves on the river bank have not yet sprouted, and the flowers in spring have not yet bloomed. Two magnolia trees in front of my mother's office building have been blooming in the spring breeze, showing people her beautiful face and conveying the message of spring.

A few days ago, he was a little gray furry guy. After only a few nights, the bare branches suddenly blossomed. From the furry coat, beautiful petals proudly bloom on the branches, full and crowded with every space between trees, dazzling. Yulan sent a gift so unexpectedly!

Magnolia looks like a lotus flower. When in full bloom, the petals spread in all directions and the flowers are white and flawless. Magnolia in full bloom is as big as a bowl, with eight petals each, which looks like a delicate glass lamp from a distance; Half-opened magnolia, like a shy girl, half-opened and half-held pipa; Just like an ugly duckling waiting to hatch. Every magnolia is a proud princess. Otherwise, how could she stand upright with her head held high?

I like magnolia. Although she is not as gorgeous as peony, not as fragrant as jasmine, not as colorful as rose, and not set off by green leaves, she is more elegant than peony, more simple and kind than jasmine, and more beautiful and delicate than rose.

I love magnolia. In early spring and February, she is not afraid of the cold, and her delicate body proudly tells her strong perseverance!

I love magnolia, I love her whiteness and elegance, but she didn't stay long in the world and died in just a few days. Every time I tried to put my hands over my arm, she slipped away from me inadvertently.

The breeze is blowing and the fingers are fragrant. ...