1, April day on earth, bearing the vicissitudes of time and a 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.
2. April day on earth, beautiful and elegant wading, graceful and clear, 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.
I finally made it to 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.
Bloom is beautiful in April, and so is bloom. Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have fallen, and pear blossoms are at the right time. Flowers are everywhere, and bloom is fragrant. Surrounded by flowers, heaven and earth are flowers, flowers are refreshing, and a smile hangs on your face. Don't you think this smile is also a blooming flower, but also has a fragrant smell? Bloom is like snow, and bees and butterflies are dancing. This is the beauty of the prosperous times. The fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, and birds sing on the branches. This is the song of life. Young fruits have grown from the fallen branches. The charm of this small tender fruit is not inferior to that of flowers at all. This is the fragrance of hope and the sweetness of harvest. ? In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are blooming? Even if it takes a certain period of time, there is still a long-overdue beauty. Is that so? There's a village where there's no road. This is a portrayal of April's mood. Beautiful scenery is everywhere, and hope is always there.
May and April are always a magical season. The flowers are so colorful that I can't wait to dress up the world as a pink bride. Dead trees have sprouted, full of green. On the edge of the pond, frogs croak and noisy insects chirp in the grass. On such a grand festival, they seem to be playing a happy symphony.
6. On April day in the world, I wore a light green tulle and dyed an elegant wheatgrass, and the fresh and graceful charm came to my face. She smiled gently and traveled through time and space gently, blooming in light green buds and green flowers. Charming spring breeze, stroking the weeping willows stretched by the river, blew away thousands of pear flowers and afforested the fields and countryside. There are fragrant and pleasant flowers everywhere, all kinds of flower shadows everywhere, and pictures of singing and dancing everywhere. You see: a tree is dancing, swaying and colorful; Listen: the flute is melodious, the stream is singing, and the spring of a river is dancing gracefully, singing from the front to the horizon.
In July and April, the flowers in bloom are falling, the willows are graceful, the water is clear and the mountains are green, and the grass is growing. 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.
April fell in love with the land of March, but it was too far away from her. When the sadness he misses flows into 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.
9. April day on earth bears 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.
10, April, beautiful April, spring in spring, so silently glides through fingers, dreams, loneliness and sadness.
1 1, April day on earth, beautiful and elegant wading, graceful, clear and shallow, 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, the blue sky rolls up pure dreams, flowers are everywhere, and birds sing the spring of life. My heart is full of flowers, which is a beautiful concern, a sincere blessing and a happy freehand brushwork.
12, after the fireworks in March, the spring scenery plummeted, and the footsteps of April could not 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 leaves are jointing wildly, the mountains and rivers have changed the silence of the past, the creatures in the Woods are jumping happily, and the trees are covered with a bright dark green. Rivers and streams are no longer silent, they are laughing happily, and a new word lurks up and down. Birds are born singers, and they even form a choir spontaneously. When the wind gently blows over the treetops, they sing and dance with the melody of the wind. When the sun passes by, it can't help but stop for a while and then shed a bright smile.
13 This is April. April is rich and beautiful, April of love at first sight, April of bright spring, can enter the poetic April. She condenses in the painter's pen, she flows out notes with the singer, and she lingers at the poet's fingertips. But Bai Juyi said? April day on earth, beautiful! ?
14, April beauty settled in a new home in Yanzi and started a warm life; April is a beautiful kite flying high in the blue sky, which is an ideal flight; The beauty of April is in the form of spring ploughing, and there is a touching spring scenery in the fields. The most beautiful April day in the world, please savor it carefully. Let it be beautiful and be with you.
15, in early April, I stepped into sadness. Spring is not like spring gradually. It only takes two spring rains to destroy all the flowers and paralyze the spring, leaving only devastation and depression. Spring is so fragile, how many tears and compassion have you taken away in a hurry?
16, the weather in April is warm and comfortable. There is no storm or scorching sun. I like this warmth and softness. It's good to be able to dress casually and feel more or less comfortable.
17, the busiest is probably flowers of all colors. The blushing rose among the green leaves seems a little shy, but the rose shines naturally in the corner of a house. I like to see the fiery red and white camellia, with a bright smile, youthful and enchanting, like a 17-year-old girl walking in the spring breeze. Peony is the first of all flowers. It certainly won't miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. They usually get together and have parties. When the flower season comes, Qi Xinhui and Qi Xin will work together to create the most dazzling beauty in her life to attract people in such tepid weather, which is most suitable for a spring outing. The soft spring breeze is rippling with green ripples, and the spring rain falls quietly like petals, whispering like water in the mirror. Time flows calmly like water, with a faint and shallow shadow.
18 This is April. April is rich and beautiful, April of love at first sight, April of bright spring, can enter the poetic April. She condenses in the painter's pen, she flows out notes with the singer, and she lingers at the poet's fingertips. But Bai Juyi said? April day on earth, beautiful! ?
19, April, beautiful April, spring in spring, so silently glides through fingers, dreams, loneliness and sadness.
20. The weather in April is warm and comfortable. There is 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.
2 1, April, bloom, flowers fall, willows are graceful, the water is clear and the mountains are green, and the grass is growing. 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.
22. It's finally 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.
23, 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.
24, 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 fell in love with the land of 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.
26. Qingming Grain Rain is beautiful in April. 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.
27, April, still with a chill. The wind is blowing, catkins are flying, like graceful flying butterflies, spinning in a small golden halo, falling lightly between the eyebrows and the palm of your hand. I am at a loss, a little sad, and it is the season of catkins flying again.
28, April, I passed through your tenderness. Peach blossoms wither, and bloom is 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.
29. When the spring wind is still swaying the wind chimes in April, the peach blossoms have been stolen by time. Those charming March, under the graceful willow, became a green ocean.
30. I saw clumps of new green covering the treetops, and I saw flowers full of trees, so I couldn't bear to falter in the wind and return to dust. Those crazy flowers, in such a short moment, completed her mission and started another gestation process of life again.
3 1, April, the season of warm spring in bloom, I have gone through 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.
32. April is windy. 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.
34. In April, Xinyan came back to build a nest with mud. 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.
Although there is rain in April, it is not a pity compared with the cold rain in winter and the continuous drizzle in March! 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. This has become a legend and has been fixed in history? April day on earth? .
36. The evening breeze in April is gentle as water, and the warm wind is blowing slowly. Looking at the dim light, the light is still flashing, and the wisps of the past emerge in my mind. I used to think that life would be so long, that life would be as beautiful as April on earth, as calm as water, but I was disturbed in the world of mortals. I want money, pursue fame and fortune, and my mood fluctuates. Cutting is still chaotic, like ripples of a smile, vaguely rippling in the bottom of my heart. In the fleeting time, let all the troubles drift away in the warm wind of April.
37. In April, bloom died, swaying with the wind, dancing lightly, full of beautiful petals, full of fragrance, bright years, fragrant life, bringing beauty and passion, making people look forward to romance more and more, igniting the fire of hope, and depicting the plain life as a colorful picture.
38. In April, the sky turns cloudy and sunny, like the face of a lover. 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 cute and pure.
39. Jiangnan in April 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 I read or write these four Chinese characters, I always display an image on them.
40. It's another April day. Finally, I look forward to a bright future and calm. 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. Looking at the sparkling water in the breeze, the feeling is just different, so refreshing and pleasant. Algae are faintly visible, and fish are swimming freely. The young couple on the water had a wonderful time on the boat, which made people envious.