清晨,推开教室的窗户,一股浓郁的花香扑鼻而来。放眼望去,校园里丁香花开的正是热烈。那深深浅浅的紫色在翠绿的叶子的映衬下,煞是好看……偶一低头,窗台上一大束丁香花在微风中颤动,阳光下,那花蕊间的露痕依然晶莹剔透。我在心里有些嗔怪折花的孩子,但还是禁不住花香的诱惑,捧起了这束花,一片信笺飘然而落……我好奇的拾起来,一行娟秀的小子映入眼帘:亲爱的老师,生日快乐!我哑然失笑,一股幸福的感觉涌上心头。我在心中猜 Early in the morning, open the window of the classroom, a rich floral smell. Looking ahead, the campus is blooming lilac. That deep, shallow purple in the green leaves against the background, it is truly good-looking ... ... Occasionally bow, a large bouquet of lilacs on the windowsill fluttered in the breeze, the sun, the dew marks between the flowers are still crystal clear. I was in my heart some babbling child, but still can not help but the temptation of floral, won the bunch of flowers, a letter floating in the sky ... ... I picked up curiously, a line of Juan Xiu’s kid greeted: Dear teacher, birthday Happy! I am laughing, a happy feeling in my heart. I guess in my heart