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我悄悄拽过一袭惠风的衣角,问它这馥郁的香气是什么花儿吐放,可否有我娘家院内小枣树花的芳香。此时,正是枣花飘香的时节。一个晴朗的春天的早晨,年仅8岁的我去田野里挖野菜。蓝莹莹的天空飘着几朵白云,绿油油的庄稼地里点缀着五颜六色的花儿。在田垄上,我惊喜地发现一株刚刚拱出地面的小枣树,褐色的枝干、嫩绿的叶片向我招手。我急忙
I quietly pulled over the wind Hui’s clothing, and asked what it is fragrant aroma of flowers spit, jujube tree flowers can have my mother’s yard. At this point, it is the fragrance of jujube flowers season. A sunny spring morning, when I was only 8 years old, I went wild to dig wild vegetables. Blue Yingying sky floating a few white clouds, green crops dotted with colorful flowers. On the ridge, I was pleasantly surprised to find a small jujube tree just arching out of the ground, brown branches, green leaves waving to me. I am in a hurry