Classical
The courtyard in early winter
Another year of winter, the yard ginkgo leaves overnight fell all over the grass, yellow leaves, semi-yellow grass, like a soft bed, the sun shines warmly on the earth, no summer enthusiasm, shining on people, lazy, if there is a pillow, you can sleep comfortably on the grass will be.
By BlossomParker2 years ago in Fiction
The Rhythm of the Violin
When I was a child, I saw people playing the violin, and the beautiful melody flowed in the sound of the violin, which made people feel comfortable and relaxed. Therefore, I envied the violinist and felt that I could have a violin of my own, just like the violinist.
By BlossomParker2 years ago in Fiction
The book seller on the street
My family lives in the pedestrian street, after dinner often take my young son to go shopping, Jiangnan pedestrian street is not as lively as Jiangbei, but since the street on both sides of the placement of some selling Quzhou three heads, Jinyun baked cake, Hunan stinky tofu and many other snacks. The middle of the street placed a lot of clothes, cell phone film stalls, but also people come and go, lively up.
By BlossomParker2 years ago in Fiction
My Little Garden
The winter sun shines from afar, crossing the balcony and entering the living room through the glass door. The golden ultraviolet light touches the sofa, meets the coffee table, and the objects and utensils in front of it, then sends a warm embrace and blends together, and the unobstructed light beam is reflected on the snow-white walls and bright floor, framing a three-dimensional painting of light and shadow in the living room.
By BlossomParker2 years ago in Fiction