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The scent of gardenia is spreading around. Opening the window, I smell its best fragrance. The white and light yellow petals impress me vividly, as if I were in the garden of paradise. I feel drunk in the air of flowers.
The boat dragon festival is soon to arrive. Every year at this moment I eat some rice dumplings and am honored the atmosphere of great holiday.
When I am free, I calm down myself by reading and sitting alone. Having a cup of tea, I can just stay for a whole day. This seems to be the rite of self improvement of mind. I never feel that bad by reading some, but I concern it awful if I do not read anything. Sometimes I force myself to turn on some pages of a book. Minutes later, I am eased by pages. The plots of stories and the precious experience transmit to the palace of my mind.
We are likely to be distracted in terms of tempting. Therefore, such a good moment for us to alter and improve inner peace becomes necessary.
The drizzle wets the road, trees and everything else around. I like this kind of scene of tranquility merged with innate elegance of nature.
It could be good as long as I consider doing the best as I want. Nothing can stop me moving forward unless I give in. Life never breeds up cowards.
