Bauhinia is Like. Bud, like a grain of rice, the sharp detail round. Soon, we will be able to see it Ilex Yan-hong, a passion in full swing.
紫荆正含苞。花苞像米粒一样，尖尖细细，团团簇簇。过不了多久，我们就能看到它满树嫣红、如火如荼的激情了。That touch of Yan-hong, the wind dance in the quiet, early morning flowers, colorful, beautiful eyes my.
那一抹嫣红，随风起舞在这个宁静，鸟语花香的清晨，鲜艳夺目，亮丽了我的双眼。Bloom, the only touch of residual Yanhong, heart walked, leaving only the human world prosperity.
花开过，只残留一抹嫣红，心走过，只留下繁华人世间。Occasionally the wind on the grass, a touch of TV drama Yanhong flying everywhere.
偶有几朵花瓣随风飘落，在草地上打着转，到处飞舞着那一抹嫣红。There were many red beautiful azalea , waving in the wind .
坝旁边的山上有美丽嫣红的映山红在风中摇曳。Her cheeks were flushed and red, and her eyes sparkled.
她双颊嫣红，眼睛闪闪发亮。The metamorphosis of faint distant mountains of the lush colors dim, Yan-hong of the flowers, the years rush Willow term.
远山的葱翠幻化出淡淡的色彩朦胧，嫣红的花儿，一任匆匆的岁月飘絮。Enlightenment -- formerly peach old road, red mist they reflect, Jinghu, virtual path, wasted.
悟——旧时桃花旧时路，嫣红映迷雾，碧月镜湖，虚途，虚度。Those tinny bright red candled flowers and leaves as fine as the pine needles made me raptured.
那些细小的，嫣红色烛型花，以及松枝一样的细叶。令我特别欢喜。