微风习习,轻薄的窗帘随风起舞,勾勒出优美的弧度,洁白无双的雪滴花静静地躺在精致的盆栽里,正一点一点地睁开它美丽的眼睛。掀开被子,我懒洋洋地站起身子,打了个大大的哈欠,我习惯性地抬头望向窗台那盆雪滴花,骤然,我又惊又喜地欢呼——它开了,雪滴花盛开了……恍然间,我看见了那一日,那一双手,那一束雪滴花,记忆翻涌……一抹殷红映在天边,犹如一条条美艳的霓裳绸缎,美得妖娆。 Breeze, light curtains dancing in the wind, outlines the beautiful arc, snow white unparalleled quietly lying in the delicate potted plants, is opening its beautiful little by little eyes. I opened the quilt, I lazily stood up, made a big yawn, I habitually looked up at the windowsill that basin snow dripping flowers, and suddenly, I am surprised and cheerfully - it opened, snow drops In full bloom ... ... Suddenly, I saw that day, that hands, that a bouquet of snow drifts, memories flipping ... a touch of glittering in the sky, like a glamorous colorful silk, beautiful enchanting.