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His forward leaning posture, sharp eyes, and iron sword tightly grasped with one hand are telling us the story of a heroic young man preparing for battle.

Qingqing propped up a small umbrella and hid under the shade of the tree, on the day when the crabapple flowers bloomed.

Under the cherry blossom tree in spring, Komori played an ancient hero, showcasing the beauty of Chinese clothing to audiences around the world.

This little handsome guy is Qiqi, he is naive and lovely, sitting in this tree with two flowers, and the picture is full of childhood fun.

At the moment when the cherry blossoms were falling, the cute little stood under the tree. She turned back and looked like thinking about something. At that moment, she was beautiful!

This is a little emperor from China. He didn't come to take pictures, but just wanted to pick up leaves. When we called him, he looked so cute with a hooded face.

Stone bridges, ancient trees and railings, Yan Yan is bathed in the sunshine in September. She leans on the railings and looks green. She is a beauty.

Walking in the park of Qingdao, I caught my favorite picture. A beautiful girl ran to the tree full of flowers in the spring breeze.

Go to see the sea in summer, let the sea breeze convey the gentle joy, you can leave everything to the sea without talking. There is a girl practicing cello in the scenery. Her name is Duoduo.

In the middle of April, we came to little Qingdao Park, which is our favorite place. The girl's name is strawberry, which is lovely and gentle. The moment I recorded, a gust of wind blew and the skirt was floating. It was very beautiful.

Summer is really beautiful. Summer is a season full of vitality and endless changes. This colorful summer is the foundation of autumn and the prelude to winter. Our heroine is witty and cute. She is like a beautiful picture.

I take photos every spring. What is different this year is that they can all wear Han clothes. They are two sets of Han clothes of the same style and color. Two good friends like fairies are under this tree.

It's very interesting to take pictures of the child, because you don't know what her next move will be, so when I hold the camera and keep pressing the shutter, surprises often appear, because her turning around is more poetic than looking directly at the lens.

This is a very lucky day! We came to the square just as the pigeons whistled and the pigeons danced all over the sky. It was 9 o'clock in the morning. The tourists had not come yet. We stood in the open square and listened to the sound of wings vibrating. It was very wonderful to capture this moment.

Dance against the light. Michelle is a 6-year-old girl. She likes Latin dance. When the music rings, she dances alone on the path in the park. The sun shines on her hat and shoes at 4 p.m. we can see her toes, the way she practices and works hard from the details of the picture. How lovely she is.

The day we took pictures of Miya, it was the season of travel. There were many people on the lawn. The morning sun came down and passed through the treetops. Miya held a beautiful flower basket and looked up and smiled. It was very beautiful.

Magnolia in full bloom. We agreed with Qiqi to meet under the Magnolia. That day, she wore a set of Chinese style clothes and took a book. She was just in full bloom. Under the blue sky, the wind blew her skirt. The picture was very beautiful!

with a smile. Tong Tong stands under the blooming cherry tree, his hair has a light luster like black jade, and the skin at his neck is as delicate as beautiful porcelain. In a breeze, the petals fell lightly, glittering and translucent like snow. It seemed as if she heard her footsteps. Tong Tong gently turned around and smiled. At that moment, it was implicit beauty.

The beauty of the East. Haohao is a girl who loves to laugh. The sun was just right that day, and a breeze gently blew up, which brought the unknown intoxicating fragrance of flowers in the distance, but also took the cherry blossoms on the branches away from the branches. Countless cherry petals danced in the wind, like pink gauze floating in the wind, which made people wonder if they were in a dream.

This is an April morning. The sun shines on the grassland from the right front. Zimeng wears a straw hat and carries a small basket. She squats down and looks at the small flowers. Her focused expression is fascinating.