There are beautiful trees and beautiful shade in spring and summer. Roaming to the clear autumn and winter. The rain and dew in spring, the scorching sun in summer, the maple leaves in autumn, and the snowflakes in winter are all messengers of the four seasons and witnesses of my growth. I am a little flower, and I don't know where the Taoist priest is. I have lived in a small yard since I was a child. Although it is not big, I also have happy and carefree memories. I have beautiful morning glory. There is a tall and United Parthenocissus brother; There are four seasons long, petite and beautiful Chinese rose girls. I watched them in a daze. "When I grow up, I will be as beautiful as them. Rain and dew are the nutrients for my growth, and sunshine is the inexhaustible motive force for my growth. Under their baptism and care, I finally put my head out and grew a place where I could only see the sky overhead. In front of me is a hillside, which is full of flowers. Begonia is light red, red is light white, and white is "sad but not hurt", covered with green leaves, which looks moderate, like a naive, fit and jubilant girl. When I first saw noble peonies, they were happily raised and cultivated in bright spring, luxurious spring and bright spring. As long as there is a breeze,