Elaine R Meacham
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The wind chimes in front of the window
The breeze of May blew the wind chimes hanging in front of the window, and the crisp sound reached the ears of the girl writing in front of the window. The girl raised her hand and rubbed her neck, which was sore due to prolonged immobility, and slowly lifted her head. The white of the stars outside the window gradually attracted the girl's wandering eyes. Another breeze blew by, and a small dandelion seed broke into the girl's field of vision and landed next to the tip of her pen. The girl put down the pen in her hand, and carefully picked up the tiny seeds, looking at this small thing, the girl thought of her mother.
By Elaine R Meacham2 years ago in Earth
Spring Morning
In the grass of the park behind our house, a plant ------- dandelion grows everywhere all year round. In the spring morning, when the sun wakes up the earth from its dream with its warm and gentle arms, and the golden light spreads over this small and insignificant park, the dandelion breaks out of the ground with its tenacity, as if to tell us that I am the first "little girl of the mountains" to grow new buds and leaves and change into spring clothes.
By Elaine R Meacham2 years ago in Earth