The four seasons reincarnate and life never ends. The scenery outside the window is of eternal beauty.
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When you are tired of the hustle and bustle of the city, when you are alone, you will think of the old house in the countryside, it is so quiet and friendly. The old house is made of earth, with blue bricks and red tiles. The red tiles on the roof have been covered with moss and appear indigo color. It is incompatible with the beautiful new western-style buildings around it, but it has a simple beauty.
What I like most about the old house is the small garden next to the small yard. I often stay in the house and watch its seasonal changes through the window. There is a different kind of atmosphere there. beautiful. In spring, when the first ray of sunlight shines on the ground through the window, you look out the window to see a patch of yellow and green spring scenery. The green is so tender and the yellow is so delicate. You dare not touch it for fear of hurting it. If you look carefully, there are large areas of white and red. What are they? I approached the window curiously - pear blossoms and peach blossoms, white like snow and pink like clouds, mixed with green leaves like a colorful abstract painting. The leaves are swaying gently in the breeze, the birds are singing gracefully on the branches, the breeze wakes up the dreaming creatures, and life wakes up in spring.
In summer, the scorching sun makes me even more afraid to go out, but the scenery in the garden is so attractive. Through the window, I see huge pears bending their branches, and clusters of grapes are crystal clear and plump. The particles are shining purple in the sun. The peach tree closest to me is the peach tree. The bright red peaches are even more delicious hidden in the green leaves. What is that like gold? Loquat! Big, full, and crowded, it attracts many birds to chirp... Life matures in summer!
"Autumn has been a sad and lonely time since ancient times. I say that the autumn moon is better than the spring dynasty." Autumn is not the season when all things fail. Look outside the window, the golden fan-like ginkgo trees are playing in the autumn wind. Isn't this beautiful? The leaves of the pear trees and peach trees have all fallen, but this is not the ruthlessness of autumn, but the fact that autumn knows that "it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers." Without fallen leaves, there would be no buds. Life is busy in spring and summer, and in autumn it is gradually approaching twilight years, but it also reaps the benefits of the whole spring, summer and autumn.
"Suddenly, a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloomed." When I woke up in the morning, I looked up and thought I saw a snow scene. When I got closer to the window, I was shocked. It was loquat flowers. , mixed in the dark green leaves, I really wanted to rush to see what happened. But when I told my grandmother about this discovery, she just smiled: What’s the point? That’s how life is. I understand that although winter is cold, it breeds the spring of hope. As the British poet Shelley said: Winter is coming, can spring be far behind? Life dies in winter, but at the same time new life is about to be born.
This is the unique scenery outside the window. Sometimes I wonder, if the old house is demolished, will the beautiful scenery disappear with it? Soon I discovered how stupid my idea was. As long as life lasts, the scenery will not fade away. The seasons reincarnate, and so does life. The world is constantly changing, but life is endless.
When admiring the unique scenery outside the window, you will find that life is frozen in the poetic season and becomes eternal beauty!
"Mom, it's raining!" As soon as I walked out of the house, I was shocked by the biting cold wind, and I suddenly retracted my head into the thick collar. The son looked excited, staring at the rain falling from the sky.
"It's raining, it's raining, it's going to snow soon, we can make snowmen and have snowball fights." The son ran and cheered excitedly.
"Be careful when walking, don't run, the ground is slippery." I shouted to my son who had already run away like a child. The children were as excited and happy as the adults about this long-awaited rain. I seemed to see the joy and relief of the farmers standing in the wheat field, facing the seedlings and sucking the manna hungrily.
In the north, it has not rained for a long time, and strong winds have been blowing for several days. The air is so dry that it looks like it is on fire. Adults, children, the elderly, with chapped lips, faces that are tense due to lack of water, and even their throats seem to be on fire, and they have to drink water endlessly.
The abnormal weather and the huge temperature difference between day and night have made the hospital overcrowded. People in cities and villages are all looking forward to it, even if it rains in this dry and cold winter day.
Finally, it rained this morning. Although the air was as cold as ice, everyone was still very excited to face this long-awaited rain. .
Maybe it’s the weekend, the streets are bustling with people. Happy people holding umbrellas and walking in the rain. A family, husband and wife, having fun; couples who love each other cuddle up to each other and walk in the rain.
"It's raining and the road is slippery. Be careful of falling and walk slowly. Your key chain is exposed outside your pocket and the key is about to fall out. Put it back quickly." A concerned voice sounded like When I was about to leave home, my parents’ warm voices warned me.
I couldn't help but turn my head and follow the sound, but after searching for a long time, there seemed to be no such father and daughter. I just saw a lady about fifty years old pushing a bicycle with a smile on her face. That smile was kind and kind.
Not far from me, there was an old man with silver hair, hobbling along with a plastic bag in one hand and a cane in the other.
I subconsciously looked at my handbag, looking for the bunch of keys that were not installed properly. Perhaps it was a kind reminder from the kind-hearted elder sister. Could it be that my keys were not installed properly?
After a long while, I turned around again and glanced at the unknown elder sister walking beside me with confusion, and then at my handbag, as if to tell her that my key Packed in a handbag, well packed.
"Oh, I'm not talking about you, I'm talking about this old man. His keys are about to fall off. It's raining, the road is slippery, and his legs and feet are inconvenient." The eldest sister still had a smile on her face. That smile was still kind and kind.
After the elder sister finished speaking, she gave me a warm smile, got on her bicycle, and walked away. Looking at the eldest sister's retreating back, I suddenly realized that this voice did not come from a father and daughter.
An eldest sister I have never met before, an old man with a staggering stride, but this warning from the eldest sister is like the tenderness between father and daughter. It comes from the heart, is as sincere, as warm, and makes people feel... Touched and pleased.
The human world is harmonious, friendly, peaceful and warm. In life, people need this advice and this warmth, just like the long-lost rain in winter, which moistens things silently, moistens the farmland, and also moistens people's hearts. A greeting, a friendly reminder, a kind smile, and a little help, in this cold winter, are like the warm sun, dispelling the haze and coldness in people's hearts, making people feel bright and sunny.
In the rain, I suddenly saw that my son, who had always been careless, looked like an adult, carefully supporting the staggering old man and walking on the zebra crossing, talking and laughing.
The old man still had a smile on his face, holding his son's hand tightly, stooped and staggering. The old man's silver hair was covered with fine rain and mist. , people who don’t know will definitely think that this is a happy grandfather and grandson.
The son's face has a smile as bright as a flower, as bright as the sun, full of innocence and comfort.
I stood in the rain happily, staring at the scenery in the rain. The open umbrellas were colorful and gorgeous, like blossoming sunflowers, forming a beautiful scenery in the city. In the air, In addition to the coldness, there seems to be a refreshing warmth mixed with it.
Today, in this rain, I seem to see a different and more beautiful scenery, moistening things silently like spring rain, nourishing the earth, nourishing all things, and moisturizing people moving forward in the rain. People, warm, cool, sweet...