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Spring of heaven and earth begins in January. As for me, spring really only begins when the yellow apricot trees bloom in the new sun. The apricot tree is the tree that for me has the most beautiful flowers. There are four seasons in a year. Summer, autumn, winter, and tomorrow are quiet and contemplative, not jostling with life. Therefore, people often forget about its presence in the garden. Only when the cold winter is almost over, gradually gradually gradually following me, will people remember tomorrow. The apricot tree is now in a hurry to change clothes. Day by day, layers of leaves fell to the ground. Every breakfast, I also see a thin sheet of leaves. The tree gradually became barren. However, when the drums were not found, young branches sprouted from each branch. Those are the new flower buds of this spring. The clusters of apricot flowers are also crowded together to shine. I love the yellow apricot tree, like the nation's New Year, love the spring of heaven and earth. Yellow apricot is not only a flower, but it has become a symbol of spring, of reunion, of reunion, of happiness.

The laurel tree planted in the corner of the garden next to the alley is a memory of his grandfather. Woody plants, as big as the big toe, have many big branches like chopsticks, or just as big as brown-gray straws. Each branch is made of long toothpicks of between seven and nine diamond-shaped silky-smooth leaves, especially after a rainy night. Branches of luxuriant leaves, spread very beautiful like a beautiful green umbrella stretched up. Flowers blooming white into bunches, fragrant fragrance on the full moon every month.