Encounter with you, listen attentively to what you come from the soul then to mutter delicate language: “ if you bloom, the flower is sweet self-invited. ”
与你相遇，倾听你那来自灵魂的喃喃细语：“你若盛开，花香自来。”
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Do you decide “ should you sign up? ” ear Bian Chuanlai asks sound surprisingly. My close lightly close lightly lip, did not reply, low the head is looking that piece of application form up and down. The name above as nocturnal aerial star general, showing dazzling ray. Right, they are the person above average that the school makes a speech, and I just am a monitor temporarily vicarious, never had entered any activities. Originally wholeheartedly the self-confidence of load one's writing with fancy phrases is in that is flashy, collapse with a loud crash, suffer misery, after I bite a lip: Did “ calculate? ” next face about leaves.
“你确定你要报名？”耳边传来惊讶的问声。我抿了抿嘴唇，没有回答，低下头打量着那张报名表。上面的名字如同夜空中的星星一般，闪着耀眼的光芒。没错，他们都是学校演讲的佼佼者，而我只不过是班长的临时替身，从未参加过任何活动。原本悉心堆砌的自信在那一瞬间，轰然倒塌，满目疮痍，我咬了咬嘴唇后：“算了吧？”然后转身离开。作文 WwW.ZuOwENbA.NeT
Weekday grandma lets me accompany her to answer native place to see a flower. The grandma loves a flower, love aromatic peony of Na Yanli especially. In those days, be worth peony florescence. Take small courtyard door, the amaranthine greet of full Chi Nongyan. Petaline and layer upon layer surround, amaranth is in by calyx up be contaminated leaves come, turn into to the place that spend a needle extremely weak pink; There always is the pistil of light yellow among layer upon layer leaf, resemble extremely extremely beautiful beauty. Huge corollaceous hang high in branch, it is the Wang Zhe that taking laurel, override on 100 flowers, making a pledge to belong to the bully gas of the king in the flower. The leaf of embellish of glittering and translucent water is so elegant, pardonable the ancients ever wrote down “ the world to be spent really alone the line of peony ” . Fu body is spent, carefully smell is worn extremely weak flower is sweet.
周日奶奶让我陪她回老家看花。奶奶爱花，尤爱那艳丽的芬芳的牡丹。那时，正值牡丹花期。一进小院门，满池浓艳的紫红映入眼帘。花瓣层层环绕，紫红色由花萼处向上浸染开来，到花尖处变为极淡的粉；层层花瓣中间总点缀着鹅黄的蕊，像极了倾国倾城的美人。硕大的花冠高挂在枝头，是带着桂冠的王者，凌驾于百花之上，宣誓着属于花中之王的霸气。晶莹水润的花瓣是如此精美，难怪古人曾写下“天下真花独牡丹”的诗句。俯身一朵花，仔细地嗅着极淡的花香。
Abrupt, a Bai Chong enters eye ground. I bow again, young scrutiny goes- - it is your —— the floret that —— of a floret grows beside peony pool. I am fine fine looking you up and down. This is a so small flower, fine beautiful bine appears in that way extremely delicate, the flower of in bud, hanging down downheartedly, without a bit opportunity of survival and vigor, more without aesthetic feeling but character. Before peony you are insignificant in that way, negligible in that way. Before delicate and charming peony, you blossom without courage probably. I think.
突然，一抹白冲入眼底。我又弯了弯腰，仔细看去--是你——一朵小花——生长在牡丹池旁的小花。我细细打量着你。这是一朵如此小的花，纤细的花茎显得那样弱不禁风，含苞的花，无精打采地垂着，没有丝毫生机与活力，更无美感可言。在牡丹面前的你是那样渺小，那样微不足道。在娇艳的牡丹面前，你大概没有勇气绽放吧。我想。
The following day, asperse fenestella when a sunshine of early morning. I come to small courtyard, peony admires as before the United States is like yesterday, below sunshine Yi Yi is born brightness. Suddenly, blast is blown, a full-bodied flower is sweet wave rhinal —— the flower that this is not peony is sweet. The origin —— that I lower my head to search aroma enters eye ground —— in vain is you.
第二天，当清晨的一缕阳光洒入小窗。我来到小院，牡丹依旧艳美如昨，在阳光下熠熠生辉。忽然，一阵风吹来，一股浓郁的花香飘入鼻腔——这不是牡丹的花香。我低头寻找香气的来源——一抹白入眼底——是你。
Right now you had bloomed, simple but elegant deserves to go up in vain the pistil of extremely shallow yellow, so pure and fresh and lovely. Fine bine sways gently in wind, be like desire the girl of the dance since lightly. I am dumb like that, slow-witted slow-witted ground stands in you before, some bowstring in the heart is dialed to move sadly. I close a key point, smell is worn this flower is sweet, side side transmits wispy sound “ if you bloom, beautiful sweet self-invited ……” this is you probably mutter delicate language, circulate in my side side, move back and forth, self-confident flower is opened sadly.
此时的你已经盛开，素雅白配上极浅的黄色的蕊，如此清新可爱。纤细的茎在风中轻轻摇曳，似欲翩然起舞的少女。我哑然，呆呆地立在你的面前，心中的某根弦被悄然拨动。我闭上眼，嗅着这花香，耳边传来飘渺的声音“你若盛开，花香自来……”这大概是你的喃喃细语吧，在我的耳边循环，往复，自信之花悄然开放。
Then, I dial the classmate's telephone, I decide “ I should play the game! I am saying ” sturdily. The phone was stupefied that, transmit bright and clear laugh subsequently: “ is cheered, you are certain very marvellous! ”
于是，我拨通同学的电话，“我确定我要参加比赛！”我坚定的说着。电话那头愣了一下，随后传来爽朗的笑声：“加油，你一定很棒！”
Encounter with you, it is beautiful encounter. Nose needle as before run upon your flower is sweet, there is your delicate language by the side of ear: “ if you bloom, the flower is sweet self-invited. I think ” I am already clear.
与你相遇，是一次美丽的邂逅。鼻尖依旧萦绕着你的花香，耳边徘徊着你的细语：“你若盛开，花香自来。”我想我已经明白。(文/张宝林)