Spring, the ice and snow began to meltsteel storage cabinets, spring. Walking in the countryside, but still feel slightly cold. Look, eyeful of monotone, feel desolate and the vicissitudes of life of a diffuse in the heart, don't feel dejected unwittingly. A bow, suddenly heart movement, surprise -- see roadside snow from below, but dull green, a closer look, in the grass under the cover, unexpectedly long out of the tender, fresh leaves, very small, very small. Suddenly, the mood click into place. This little green, in such unexpected moment, meet me suddenly. So, those lonely vicissitudes disappeared not the least trace was found. These annual dotted the wayside grass, a kind of mood lighting, a kind of touched secretly placed on the heart, with our eyes, adorn our sightwaterproof iphone case.

I remember a time, in the mountain climbing, seeing trees lush, tree growth space, lush green grass. Reach the top of the hill, gaze into the distance on the occasion, see is blue and the trees are green and one day, traveling mighty in the ear, and shook the grand momentum at the same time, also have the slightest sense of loss of feeling, can not help but sadly. Most think some other color, to buffer the monotone. Suddenly, between the bow, glimpsed in the green grass grows, some flowers, white, yellow, red, pink...... Hearts with emotion, this is due to the color of naturewomen clothing styles 2013.

So far, we can't help but think, in real life, the majority of people, much like the roadside grass, or in the grass floret, plain and simple, unobtrusive, buried in the universe of 1 000000000 universes of numerous living beings. But still try to show their own green, blooming with own flowers, fragrance exudes little. Even if is not worth mentioning how, but also fragrant, beautiful. Some people like I often met, they are not worth mentioning that, they are so ordinary.

Every time you go out in the morning, I meet her, she is responsible for the building corridor cleaning staff. Every day, she came early, when we haven't gone out of the building, it clean. If anyone out, met her in the clean, she would stop, when people went to continue to work on her own, don't worry, just quietly, quietly waiting...... To start, I don't know how, but later, I know, she is afraid of the dust falling on people.

In our downstairs, every meal, and a big sister big selling ballast porridge. Although her daily walk in each district, cry out, but she always put her up clean, fresh Shuang ching. Also, always with a smile, gentle and amiable attitude. So, her business is small, but doing well......