No.65438 +0 April, beautiful April, spring in spring, slipped away silently, through fingers, through dreams, through loneliness and through sadness.
No.2 April's footsteps can't wait to come. In order to welcome the arrival of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants on the Yuan Ye are jointing crazily, the mountains and rivers have changed the silence of the past, and the creatures in the Woods are jumping lively.
No.3 April on the earth is fresh and graceful, and it is the spring when people's hearts bloom. It is love, warmth and hope. Looking at April will give life a warmth, sow hope for the world, listen to bloom's voice, feel the color of life, and make the heart sea full of flowers and vicissitudes.
No.4 I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is a grass that is silently bred and ignored by people. People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?
No.5 in the sky, how can it be colorful and dazzling? Ah, so the children are on guard against kites. Under the irradiation of blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying and soaring freely. What a delightful sight!
No.6 the rain in spring is soft, and only the spring rain is beating the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.
No.7 April, beautiful April, spring in spring, so quietly slipped away, through fingers, through dreams, through loneliness, through sadness.
No.8 spring breeze blows the heart, flowing water listens to the voice of the heart, and the sky in April rhymes with the story of wheat straw. Birthday wishes make me intoxicated in the beautiful spring, meet with warmth, accompany with sunshine, and depend on each other with true feelings. Thanks to the concern of relatives and friends, on this happy day, I just want to watch the spring quietly and meet quietly in every season in bloom. Strolling on the shore of the years, enjoying a wandering romance, in the blue and warm April day, with mood and poetry, on the picture scroll of life, depicting the meaning and distance of life.
No.9 April day on earth, beautiful and elegant wading, graceful, clear and shallow, drifting with the tide, makes you smile. The lingering music lights up the mood of the past, and the crescent moon knocking on the window lattice is still like an affectionate flower. White clouds play the dance music of the soul, and the blue sky rolls up pure dreams.
No. 10 April, I passed through your tenderness. Peach blossoms wither and flowers bloom in the water. You are intoxicated, and the intoxicated look is beautiful. My eyebrows are low all my life, and I jump into your wind.
No. 1 1 When the spring wind is still swaying the April wind chimes, the peach blossoms have been stolen from her by time, and those beautiful March have turned into a green ocean among the graceful willows.
No.65438 +02 I saw clumps of new green covering the treetops. I saw trees full of flowers. I couldn't bear to falter in the wind and then return to dust. Those crazy flowers, in such a short moment, completed her mission and started another gestation process of life again.
In April of issue 13, the stolen peach blossom red turned into green fruits full of trees; In April, the stolen time turned into the whisper of swallows and misty rain; In April, spring was stolen, passionate and innovative; In April, among the kites flying all over the sky, I found the thread in my hand; April, in this way, came in peace and gradually left in a faint hug. ...
No. 14 April is really a good season. Cherry blossoms are blooming, all kinds of insects and birds are chirping happily, and willow trees are dressed in green. After several heavy rains, the lake suddenly recovered to its former height, flush with the shore, and the lake poured out violently from the outlet, and a breeze blew, rippling blue waves. At night, the road under the lamp is open and straight, and the camphor trees on both sides sway. Take a deep breath, and the cool fragrance penetrates your heart.
No. 15 If there is a distance between the branches and the soil in the world, I will only fall and touch your soft heart. If you hold me in your hand, I will burn all the bright colors in the April breeze, just to melt them into your eternal mark. If time stops here, I am willing to die at this moment. I would like to float into your life and turn into a thousand-year petal rain.
No. 16 The leaves in April are really beautiful. I really like it and am very moved to see new leaves coming out at this time of year. They are yellow, green, yellow and beautiful in Jiao Jiao, which touches every nerve of mine. I really love them.
The first 17 period is sunny, the fields are clear, and the sunshine in April shines on you, and there is still a warm feeling. Walking on the levee, looking around, we can see the clear river flowing eastward slowly, Anna's colorful weeping willows dancing around the spring breeze, golden rape flowers competing with each other, endless wheat fields representing the hope of harvest, and even graceful and luxurious peony, showing people her beauty. Even the unknown grass is unwilling to lag behind, waving her lovely body to people. Just like being in a painting, I can't help sighing the most beautiful April day in the world.
No. 18 April day on earth, bearing the vicissitudes of time and poetic heart. In fact, it doesn't matter what kind of spring April is. What is important is that April is the season when I was born. Those poems flowing from the heart, like fog, like dreams, like the wind, have already spread out into a winding heart. Looking back, I find that the pain and sadness in my life have long been hidden. As a result, there is a little sadness and melancholy in my words. So, in the spring when peach blossoms are in full bloom, I put my long-cherished wish and longing for life into my bag.
No. 19 April fell in love with the land in March, but it was too far away from her. When the sadness he misses becomes a river, it will rain and blow the peach blossom wind. April wind blows and kisses our faces and gently shakes our hearts; April clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently bear the eternal attachment of you and me.
April 20, with a chill. The wind is blowing, catkins are flying, like an elegant flying butterfly, spinning in a small golden halo, falling lightly, between the eyebrows and in the palm of your hand. I am at a loss, a little sad, and it is the season of catkins flying again.
2 1 The most beautiful April day in the world, that's right. There is no slight cold in March and no hot and dry in May. Walking into the field, the breeze blew, and the fragrance of peony flowers came to the nose, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Peony blooms in the sun and blooms wantonly against the green leaves. April is the season when peach blossoms bloom. Pink peach blossoms can be seen everywhere, smiling at the spring breeze and setting each other off. The sun shines on the fields, and the endless fields are swaying the beauty of spring everywhere. This situation actually makes me linger.
There are always some colors on the 22nd, which need to be filled in. Big or small, a rain, at the top of the earth. After April, it is the sound of waves. The wind blew in my ear, so fast that the sun walked around the tree and brought a group of leaves. Birds are singing. Birds are chirping in the warm breeze, streets are reflected in the streets, and songs are sung in the songs. Above the earth. A kind of listening captures the sunshine and wind, and captures the power of the years.
No.23 the weather in April is warm and comfortable, with no tide of rainstorm and no scorching sun. I like this warmth and softness. It's good to be able to dress casually and feel more or less comfortable.
No.24 in April, the flowers are like beautiful willows, the clear water is full of green mountains and the grass is everywhere. In April, I miss the wind, spring is full, and the colorful season is slightly sad. I miss growing lush in the spring of April, beating the heartache that I can't peel off.
The 25th finally lasted until April. If the season is like this, the vegetation is not green, the flowers are not blooming, the sun is not poisonous, and the cold wind is no longer cold. Between desolation and prosperity, I vaguely saw the growth and stubbornness of life. It doesn't flood but it has nothing to do with cold and cheerlessness. All good things exist with an impartial and just right attitude.
No.26 April, walking in the late spring season. As long as you look at your eyebrows, you will have soft and bright eyes. Green willows curl up and flowers bloom on strangers. The breeze passed by, lost my eyebrows and sweetened my heart.
April 27th, I passed through your tenderness. Peach blossoms wither and flowers bloom in the water. You are intoxicated, and the intoxicated look is beautiful. My eyebrows are low all my life, and I jump into your wind.
No.28 when the spring wind is still swaying the wind chimes in April, the peach blossoms have been stolen from her by time, and those fascinating March have turned into a green ocean among the graceful willows.
No.29 I saw patches of new green all over the treetops, and I saw flowers all over the trees. Just like that, they were reluctant to falter in the wind and then returned to the dust. Those crazy flowers, in such a short moment, completed her mission and started another gestation process of life again.
On April 30th, it turned into a green fruit full of trees; In April, the stolen time turned into the whisper of swallows and misty rain; In April, spring was stolen, passionate and innovative; In April, among the kites flying all over the sky, I found the thread in my hand; April, in this way, came in peace and gradually left in a faint hug. ...
No.3 1 April is really a good season, cherry blossoms are blooming, all kinds of insects and birds are chirping happily, and willows are dressed in green. After several heavy rains, the lake suddenly recovered to its former height, flush with the shore, and the lake poured out violently from the outlet, and a breeze blew, rippling blue waves. At night, the road under the lamp is open and straight, and the camphor trees on both sides sway. Take a deep breath, and the cool fragrance penetrates your heart.
No.32 if there is a distance between the branches and the soil in the world, I will fall just to touch your soft heart. If you hold me in your hand, I will burn all the bright colors in the April breeze, just to melt them into your eternal mark. If time stops here, I am willing to die at this moment. I would like to float into your life and turn into a thousand-year petal rain.
No.33 the leaves in April are so beautiful. I really like it, and I am very moved to see new leaves coming out at this time of year. They are yellow, green, yellow and beautiful in Jiao Jiao, which touches every nerve of mine. I really love them.
On the 34th, the weather was clear, the fields were clear, and there was still a warm feeling when the April sun shone on my body. Walking on the levee, looking around, we can see the clear river flowing eastward slowly, Anna's colorful weeping willows dancing around the spring breeze, golden rape flowers competing with each other, endless wheat fields representing the hope of harvest, and even graceful and luxurious peony, showing people her beauty. Even the unknown grass is unwilling to lag behind, waving her lovely body to people. Just like being in a painting, I can't help sighing the most beautiful April day in the world.
The 35th is the most beautiful April day in the world, that's for sure. There is no slight cold in March and no hot and dry in May. Walking into the field, the breeze blew, and the fragrance of peony flowers came to the nose, which made people feel relaxed and happy. Peony blooms in the sun and blooms wantonly against the green leaves. April is the season when peach blossoms bloom. Pink peach blossoms can be seen everywhere, smiling at the spring breeze and setting each other off. The sun shines on the fields, and the endless fields are swaying the beauty of spring everywhere. This situation actually makes me linger.
No.36 always has some colors, which need to be filled in. Big or small, a rain, at the top of the earth. After April, it is the sound of waves. The wind blew in my ear, so fast that the sun walked around the tree and brought a group of leaves. Birds are singing. Birds are chirping in the warm breeze, the streets are reflected in the streets, and songs are sung in the songs. Above the earth. A kind of listening captures the sunshine and wind, and captures the power of the years.
I don't know when it began to rain on the 37 th. I couldn't hear the sound of falling, like a wet smoke, gently moistening the earth. After the spring rain, the sun came out and it was sunny. The whole world is fresh as if it had just been washed, and the air is fresh. Take a deep breath. My Sweetie's disease is like drinking honey. The spring breeze is warm, the bright spring light shines on the earth, and everything is full of vitality, which constitutes a beautiful landscape.
On the 38th, I saw spring. The mountains in the distance fluctuated and turned pale green. The grass on the nearby hillside is also dark and open-air. They are tender and green. Thin leaflets, like a fat doll just waking up. This piece, that cluster, dotted the steep hillside. Trees on the hillside quietly pull out new branches and sprout like grass. Willow branches hang down like a thread hanging from a tree. Small bright yellow leaves are like petals tied on a string.
Poplar No.39 has blossomed, and these flowers are clusters of purple and white. It is interesting to be covered with soft hairs like caterpillars. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, apricot flowers are hanging on branches, and pear flowers are blooming. ...
Jiangnan in the spring of the 40th is beautiful, with soft wind, fresh air and warm sunshine. Wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green as soon as they come out; The calm river wakes up from the simplicity of winter and is covered with the color of nature.
No.4 1 In the forest, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blew the river, and the river was suddenly infected by a sweet flute. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
No.42 "I said that you are an April day on earth, and laughter illuminates the wind in all directions; Your soul dances in the glory of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars twinkle inadvertently, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. It's light, it's graceful, you are, you are wearing a crown of flowers, you are naive, you are solemn, you are a full moon every night. As yellow as a gosling, when the snow melts, you look tender, like the green of a new bud, you are tender and happy, and the water is floating with white lotus in your dream.
No.43 has been waiting for a winter's faith, waiting for the warm spring in bloom. In this smart April, a persistent and full expectation, spring breeze, like a naughty child, makes you curious, suddenly makes you want to arm yourself with massiness, and sometimes makes you open your frozen thoughts for a long time. Walking in the sun, every trace of green will become a landscape, and you can smell the fresh taste of the soil.
No.44 April, the season of warm spring in bloom, has passed for forty years. Standing on the brow of this dusk, looking at the sky, the twilight of the stars and the moon makes the darkness of the whole sky and the neon lights of the city form a floating flower basket. Colorful lights are jumping and flashing in the basket, and the sound of cars from far and near makes me close the window and meditate for a while.
It is windy in April on the 45th. This is the wind with beautiful wings in spring, which brings not only the wind chimes that wake up the dream curtain, but also the fragrance that can't be shut up in the garden, making her long hair dance all the gentleness in the season. This is gentle as wine, just one cup, drunk and dreaming; This hair is like three thousands of feet Milky Way, and the clear spring reflects the moon and shines jade. Let you float in a boat, and you can return home with a full load!
April is a poem. Yes, no one can define you, and no one can explain it to you clearly. I have been afraid to give you a word to describe your beauty. Then how can I interpret this unspeakable monologue? I searched thousands of miles to find a wedding dress that suits you. I'm waiting in May, waiting for the trace of your walk. Now I can give myself a reassuring conclusion that you are April on earth.
In April, Xinyan came back and made a nest out of clay. Fly with me, whispering, whispering and complaining. A cold but warm April day. Lin's "You are April Day on Earth" is my favorite love hymn. Listen to the poem she sang with her heart: Light spirits dance and change in the bright spring. You are the full moon every night (this poem is just an ordinary sentence, but it is piled up into a motto of love that spreads all over the world.
No.48 Although it rains in April, it is not a pity that it rains long in Mao Mao in March compared with the cold rain in winter! Even if I forget the idea of children flying kites in March, I will block the symbol of youthful sunshine. After a beautiful April rain, I was soaked to the skin and new hopes sprouted. It is also said that rain is the spirit of April, neither thick nor light, neither cold nor hot; It gives people attention and imagination, so the most mysterious and hazy beauty of April is here! You are April day on earth, and Lin has long been closely linked with this special month, which has become a legend and has been fixed as "April day on earth" by history.
No.49 The weather in April is particularly mild, with mild breeze and warm sunshine. I like flowing water, like the blue sky in spring. In a leisurely afternoon, I sit in the courtyard of the farmhouse and enjoy the pear trees blooming, fresh and elegant, graceful, just like a gentle and refined woman, leisurely coming, like pear flowers in the snow, which makes people intoxicated and swaying in the spring breeze.
It is rainy in April. Light drizzle, light feelings, misty clouds, blue bricks and gray tiles, small bridges and boats, lilac umbrellas, Wu Tong Hutong and so on. Everything seems to be full of images of Jiangnan, which is also my melancholy emotion. Obviously, there is no such decoration in the northland world, but I often have such a complex in my eyes. It turned out that this was a dream.
No.5 1 April day, when I was standing on the playground filled with night wind, I hesitated whether to remain silent as usual or summon up courage to restore my old enthusiasm. A gentle wind brushed my face and looked up slightly. There are no shady stars in the sky, and I feel strangely quiet. I don't want to miss your back again. With the broken night wind, I don't know if I have enough courage to bloom such a proud flower.
No.52 in April, the warm wind blew on your face, pink and green, and the creeper on the courtyard wall was full of green. You are proud. Tired of the green in front of me, I will still take time to listen to the joy of their initial growth. Even if it has seen my vicissitudes, or recorded my haggard face, it is a partner who has accompanied me and witnessed my efforts.
In the 53rd impression, April should be warm, sunny, rainy and sweet. The scenery in April is refreshing, colorful and light. Everything bathed in the sunshine in April is full of vitality, and the quiet lake is rippling. People and things in April are quiet, soft, warm and peaceful.
No.54 you are pure and transparent, like dew in April, new leaves dripping in the twilight, like the morning breeze in April, blowing away the clouds around you, like the yellow rain in April, adding poetry to the willows, but I don't know whose April day you will be.
No.55: Whispering willows, whispering swallows, delicious grass, colorful English, clear waves, clear sky, and the most beautiful April on earth. How many times have I dreamed of the ideal spring world, just like Tao Yuanming's paradise, which is so beautiful that it is the last quiet land on earth. The ideal April day in the world, a green bamboo forest, endless towering trees, the ground is full of countless wild flowers, just like the eyes of stars, which makes people dizzying. There are also chubby mushrooms, which have grown into small umbrellas, making people unable to bear to pick them.
In April of the 56th issue, the sky turns cloudy and sunny, like a lover's face. In early April, clouds and smoke in the sky seemed to be dancing lightly. The sleeves of fine sand crossed the time, leaving misty smoke flying and extending. In April, only shy and delicate flowers bloom. The fat condensed through the petals warms people. The colors in April are fresh and elegant; No big red and purple, no ink and wash. Young people are generally lovely and pure.
The 57th usually comes in April, which is also the peak season in spring. Generally speaking, spring is the beginning of all seasons, which is irreplaceable, no matter on the calendar or in people's minds. Thousands of things are emotions. "Only an inch of grass is a little sentimental, reporting three spring scenery", in which three spring scenery refers to March, April and May, and April is just in the middle of three spring scenery. April has its own moving characteristics. Far from it, the spring breeze in February, the wicker in March and the spring Yan Dou in April have no attractive eyes. It is no exaggeration to say that spring is a pot of fine wine: because it is sweet, but also because it is mellow and lasting.
No.58 April's footsteps can't wait to come. In order to welcome the arrival of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants on the Yuan Ye are jointing crazily, the mountains and rivers have changed the silence of the past, and the creatures in the Woods are jumping lively.
April 59th, Qingming Beauty, Grain Rain Beauty. The frost and snow in the Qingming Festival have gone without a trace, and the world is suddenly enlightened, and people's mood is also cheerful. Even if some light rain wets people's hair, it also adds the charm of the season and the atmosphere of interaction between man and nature. When it rains and sunny, the sky will become clearer than ever before, and trees and crops are also indescribable ethereal, making people feel that they are living in charming poems and paintings. Grain Rain is coming, the warm wind is blowing on the face, and everything is full of growth power. Whether it is weeds or seedlings, whether it is poultry and livestock or people themselves, generate shows great passion and vitality in the singing of birds.
The 60th April beauty is a mourning for ancestors, and beauty is the warmth of the world. Those white flowers in the wild are also expressing the memory of their deceased ancestors. "The wind blows paper money in the wilderness, and the ancient tomb is green." People will never forget to present a bunch of flowers, light two incense sticks and decorate their ancestors' graves at the ancestors of the Spirit of Heaven, which is not only an expression of filial piety, but also a warm transmission. Only by not forgetting our ancestors can we cherish the present, and only by cherishing the present can we create a better future. Man is like a newborn wicker, which can grow into a big tree if inserted into the ground casually. This is the inheritance of ancestral strength and the tenacious spirit of mankind.
No.6 1 In February and March of spring, the faint wind blows slightly, like a drizzle falling in the sky for no reason. Thousands of soft willows relax their yellow-green eyes, and red, white and yellow flowers, green grass and green leaves all come like people who go to the market, forming a brilliant spring. Those little swallows are so clever and lovely.
The 62nd April Day on Earth, beautiful and graceful wading, makes you smile. The lingering music lights up the mood of the past, and the crescent moon knocking on the window lattice is still like an affectionate flower. White clouds play the dance music of the soul, and the blue sky rolls up pure dreams.
From afar, there are clouds crawling on the grassland. It turns out that this is a flock of sheep on the pasture. They are all born in vain, fat and lovely, and the birds that make the grassland healthier are twittering.
Wildflowers are in full bloom on the grassland after the rain on the 64th, like flower headscarves that have just been soaked in water, and even dew is colorful! -On campus, there are beautiful Lu elephants everywhere. Willow pulls out thin willow silk and embellishes it with yellowish leaves; The grass grew with the fragrance of the earth, and clusters of bright green flowers stretched themselves, yawned and leaned out their little heads; The children took off their heavy winter clothes and put on light and bright spring clothes; Birds fly out of the house and sing beautiful songs, telling us that spring is coming!
Jiangnan, April 65, felt wet and slightly cold because of the rain. Five years ago, at dusk in April, I went to the Ivy Bookstore in Xu Wei. Ancient, cool, serpentine green vines covered the lonely and mottled walls. The humble house on the brick floor is slightly damp. Yellow thread-bound books are stacked or rolled up. Standing in front of the bright wooden door is the back of a lonely gown. "Ivy Bookstore", how many times have I read or written these four Chinese characters, there will always be an image in my heart.
It is another April day on the 66th, and I finally look forward to the day when the flowers are full and the wind is low. I haven't been to the park for about four months. The scenery there must be different from that in the ice and snow. So I went to see flowers, grass, boats and water when the sun was shining. A beautiful hope has been sealed for so many years. Today, I still continue to write that beauty in another way. In the breeze, looking at the sparkling water, the feeling is just different, so refreshing and pleasant algae can be seen faintly, fish swim freely on the water, and young couples play leisurely in their boats, which makes people envy.