The spring

If there is peach blossom in my heart, where is not the water cloud? If there is spring in my heart, when is it not sunny day? As long as there is spring in my heart, I will spend a lot of time with a full moon and be beautiful everywhere. Inscription I don’t know whether the spring of this year came earlier. When I hadn’t walked out of the bleak winter, and still had my expectation for spring in my heart, on the paper and on the screen, there was already a spring full of brilliance. Alas! Fleeting switch. I heard a sigh in my heart. The four seasons of the year, running around at home and at work, 2.1-line life, unconsciously erode my perception of everything. I often turn a blind eye to the beauty and goodness in life and hear nothing. Day by day, month by month, I am tired of running for the secular life, like a clock with a spring, going round and round, spinning constantly. I even didn’t have the interest to smell a blooming flower, and didn’t have the leisure to look at a wandering cloud. Living in the greenhouse which is like spring all the year round is like a person in a cover. No matter the antenna of the body or the soul, it has become numb and dull. Even though, walking in the embrace of spring day by day, for this season when everything recovers and is full of vitality, I have never sensed it for a long time. I really neglect it! Suddenly sad. I left my heart in winter, too long, too long. On that day, my friend said that the spring equinox was over! I was suddenly surprised. It is another year that the spring grass is green. Spring, with gentle steps, has come for some time unconsciously. If the curtain of spring was opened by accident, all the creatures that had been stored for a winter, as if they had finally got rid of the shackles, were ready to move and couldn’t wait to rush, on the colorful stage of spring, I came on stage. Spring breeze naughty. Once you go out, you will be filled with the spring breeze. No matter what you ignore, the spring breeze will kiss your cheek. The spring breeze is like a child, the wind is very strong, but it is bluffing, in the collar, in the sleeve, rampage. Compared with the chilly and cold northwest wind, spring brushed across the cheek, and there was no chill of winter any more. It was like a pair of warm hands of children, soft, soft and very comfortable. The spring wind in February is like scissors. It was still chilly in spring, and the spring breeze had already hit the ground, as if casually, cutting out the fine leaves of the willow one by one. Nature is really the smartest designer! After a few days, you can see. In the Park, beside the road, beside the Bank, thousands of willow branches have been dancing with the wind. I like the willow at this time, with thousands of green silk tails hanging down, yellow and light green. Looking from a distance, it looks like smoke, fog, dream and illusion. It can be drawn into a very clear freehand brushwork ink spring scenery. Not only its color is attractive, but also its state is admirable. Charming, graceful, swaying. Especially the willow on the shore. I especially like the mood when the wind blows Willow. When the wind blows, the willow is lazy, and the willow branches are swaying, like a beauty intoxicated in the spring, fluttering, not only into the eyes, but also into the heart. Spring rain mean people. Spring rain is as oil. In early spring, it seemed to say goodbye to winter, pattering, symbolically shedding a few drops of tears. It was also like a beauty who couldn’t drink enough, but finally there was an explanation. Mr. Zhu Ziqing, a prose master, wrote: Rain is the most common, which lasts for three or two days. Don’t angry. Look, it looks like ox hair, flower needle and fine silk, which are densely woven diagonally. There is a layer of thin smoke on the roof. The leaves of the tree are so green and shiny, and the grass is so green that your eyes are forced. Spring rain is quiet, serene and moist, and the soft rain reveals a kind of hazy and serene. The pear flowers bring rain in spring, which reminds people of not only the charm of the plain white and elegant pear flowers in the spring rain, but also the charm of the delicate and lovely beauty with tears. It is wet with apricot flowers and rain, and the wind of Willows is not cold when blowing. Imagine that in the misty spring rain, a beauty from the South could not even hold the oiled paper umbrella and walk leisurely in the rain, and the artistic conception was extremely beautiful. The drizzle wet the broken hair in front of the woman’s forehead, the light-colored dress of the girl, and the girl’s thoughts! Spring flowers. After several spring rains, flowers bloom suddenly. Flowers seem to have received orders one by one, opening up for the second time. The winter jasmine opened shyly and quietly, taking the lead in blowing the horn of spring. Then, magnolia flowers, rape flowers, peach blossoms, pear flowers, apricot flowers and some flowers without names all rushed to show their amorous feelings and become a sea of flowers. Decorate this grand spring with all kinds of purple, various styles and vitality, adding a lot of magnificence and interest to the spring. There is no need to be in the wilderness, just step out of the outdoor, any corner, as long as the nose is moving, the air is filled with the fragrance of flowers everywhere, light, shallow, like the grass of this season, looming, it seems to be something but nothing; In the field of vision, everything you can see is a visual feast. The white, pink, yellow and purple spring seems to have knocked over the color palette. All kinds of colors are colorful and dazzling. Flavor and taste. Spring, like a brilliant magician, is really showing off his abilities and showing all the beauty and warmth from all directions and angles, let all your senses cannot ignore the most glorious and brightest season in the world! My friend sent me a picture of apricot flowers. Narrator: a red apricot came out of the wall. Can not help but sigh. The spring garden cannot be closed! A few days ago, my girlfriend invited me to see apricot flowers in Xinghua Village! It has not yet taken place, and the apricot flowers are already shallow and light, and the amorous feelings are swaying. Willow branches are green every year, and apricot flowers bloom every year. However, when spring comes, I have never faced a blooming flower. Of course, apricot flower, to me, is just an image in ancient poetry, living in seclusion in the ancient ink freehand brushwork. Very regret. I have never seen apricot blossom. Now, I see apricot blossoms, just pictures. Through the cold screen, it is just a burning gaze! I can’t smell the faint fragrance of apricot flowers, nor touch the smoothness of apricot petals. I can only use my imagination to feel the white and cool! So for apricot flowers, all my good feelings are just like a scratch! Empty, distortion! Lacking the vitality of life, such as facing a beauty on the wall, lacking the original impulse and passion! Before Spring is far away, I want to go to Xinghua village to see Xinghua. Go by yourself, don’t call friends to invite friends, afraid to disturb the silence of apricot flowers. Some beauty needs to be appreciated alone and tasted privately. When I went there, all the apricot flowers in the garden had already blossomed. Charming, beautiful flowers and bright colors, with spots of rouge, occupy all the spring breeze. The white is not real white, but the red is not as red as the red. Please don’t look at the Heavenly work except the red and white. Compared with the gorgeous peach blossom, apricot blossom is really light and elegant. In the trees and flowers, a restless heart living in downtown for a long time could easily calm down. Besides me, there are also some people in groups enjoying apricot flowers in the yard, most of whom are young. Almost without exception, most of the women who love beauty are placed among the flowers, and the apricot flowers in their faces reflect red. So all right. They are people with spring scenery in front of them. Catch up with spring, is to be lingering with spring! I have no idea of joining the WTO like this. I just want to have spring in my heart. Facing a flower, smiling is enough. Nianhua smile. Smile, the years are fragrant, and the years are beautiful. The wind will remember the fragrance of every flower, and the flower will remember every smile. Smile like flowers, smile like flowers. Everything is like a flower, and flowers are like everything. When a gust of wind came, pieces of apricot flowers fell down. Attached to my body, one, two, three apricot flowers were held in my palm. I am wouldn’t sell this apricot flower. It was not because I didn’t like to do that kind of elegant way to sell apricot flowers in the deep alley of Ming Dynasty, nor would I make a flower grave like Daiyu and bury it in it. I just want to hold it in my hand and hold it in my arms. I just want to face it for a long time, just like facing a spring. Where is spring? I suddenly remembered this old song. Oh, spring is here! Spring, in people’s eyes, mountains and rivers are green, flowers are red and willows are green; In people’s ears, spring swallow whispers and birds sing. If there is peach blossom in my heart, where is not the water cloud? If there is spring in my heart, when is it not sunny day? As long as there is spring in my heart, I will spend a lot of time with a full moon and be beautiful everywhere. Let’s keep spring in our hearts! 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