In April, spring is bright, spring rain is falling, willows are flying, and flowers smell good. The weather is cloudy and sunny, bright and dark, the breeze knocking on the window, the rain hitting the banana, such a time, the most suitable for reading. Spring rain moistens the body, and the pages of books moisten the heart.

Every page of the book, every word, is a faraway place of the heart, a unique landscape. In April, read a good book, enjoy a trip to the text, the fragrance of books along with the spring light, the interplay, all the way to the sun, all the way through the storm.

Reading is a bath for the soul. Welcome the spring light, listen to the wind and rain, open a book, to their hearts to do a text bath, the net and fragrance, such as fog, such as orchids, quietly floating. A person, three days without reading, there will be dirty gas entanglement. Read again and again, purify, clean soul, the fragrance of books linger.

April day, an unexpected rain, a long-awaited book, open, shallow chanting, read carefully, the sound of rain, the fragrance of words, this is a spring feast.

A heavy curtain of rain, stretching stretching muscles; a pulse of books, relaxing relaxed mind.

Falling flowers in the wind and rain, the book in the fingers gently turn, people will be drunk in the charming fragrance of spring.

I love the April flowers and the April thunder, but I love the misty April rainy days. On such a day, a person quietly pick up a long-cherished book, and suddenly the body is clear, the heart is quiet, the body and mind cool and clean.

Book, can be thick or thin, rain, or large or small, under the rain curtain, astronomy and geography, humanities, culture, civilization, literature, all presented in the text. A book of style, a volume of spring, the beauty of words, the book of good, since a warmth of embracing humanity, a care of the soul and the wind.

Flowers look good, there is a fragrance to become a fashionable; books are beautiful, there is a fragrance for the boutique. April book fragrance. This book fragrance, not only the fragrance of paper and ink, in its essence, is the breath of civilization and cultural flavor that pervades between the lines.

April day, the sound of books, the fragrance of books, a heart from the rain, towards the sea as vast, in the spring light, running to the starry sky as deep.

Book as a medium, hand in hand beautiful, book as a medium, fragrance full of heart. There is nothing happier in April than to sleep with a book on your pillow and smell the fragrance of books.

April is the day of reading, read good books for tomorrow.

In April, spring is bright, spring rain is falling, willows are flying, and flowers smell good. The weather is cloudy and sunny, bright and dark, the breeze knocking on the window, the rain hitting the banana, such a time, the most suitable for reading. Spring rain moistens the body, and the pages of books moisten the heart.

Every page of the book, every word, is a faraway place of the heart, a unique landscape. In April, read a good book, enjoy a trip to the text, the fragrance of books along with the spring light, the interplay, all the way to the sun, all the way through the storm.

Reading is a bath for the soul. Welcome the spring light, listen to the wind and rain, open a book, to their hearts to do a text bath, the net and fragrance, such as fog, such as orchids, quietly floating. A person, three days without reading, there will be dirty gas entanglement. Read again and again, purify, clean soul, the fragrance of books linger.

April day, an unexpected rain, a long-awaited book, open, shallow chanting, read carefully, the sound of rain, the fragrance of words, this is a spring feast.

A heavy curtain of rain, stretching stretching muscles; a pulse of books, relaxing relaxed mind.

Falling flowers in the wind and rain, the book in the fingers gently turn, people will be drunk in the charming fragrance of spring.

I love the April flowers and the April thunder, but I love the misty April rainy days. On such a day, a person quietly pick up a long-cherished book, and suddenly the body is clear, the heart is quiet, the body and mind cool and clean.

Book, can be thick or thin, rain, or large or small, under the rain curtain, astronomy and geography, humanities, culture, civilization, literature, all presented in the text. A book of style, a volume of spring, the beauty of words, the book of good, since a warmth of embracing humanity, a care of the soul and the wind.

Flowers look good, there is a fragrance to become a fashionable; books are beautiful, there is a fragrance for the boutique. April book fragrance. This book fragrance, not only the fragrance of paper and ink, in its essence, is the breath of civilization and cultural flavor that pervades between the lines.

April day, the sound of books, the fragrance of books, a heart from the rain, towards the sea as vast, in the spring light, running to the starry sky as deep.

Book as a medium, hand in hand beautiful, book as a medium, fragrance full of heart. There is nothing happier in April than to sleep with a book on your pillow and smell the fragrance of books.

April is the day of reading, read good books for tomorrow.