1. April still brings a touch of coldness. When the wind blows, the catkins fly like graceful flying dream butterflies, swirling in the golden halo, falling lightly, between the eyebrows, and in the palms of the hands. In a daze, there is a little sadness, it is the season of catkins flying again.
2. In April, I passed through your tenderness. The peach blossoms are blooming, the Lu River is full of water, you are intoxicated, and the intoxicated look is beautiful. The low eyebrows that have loved me all my life, the low eyebrows, I threw myself into your wind.
3. When the spring wind is still swaying the April wind chimes, the peach blossoms have been stolen by time, and those fragrant and blurry March have become emerald green amid the graceful willows. ocean.
4. I saw clumps of fresh green covering the treetops, and I saw the flowers on the trees, reluctant to sway in the wind, and then return to dust. Those wildly blooming flowers completed their mission in just a short moment and started another gestation process of life.
5. April, the season of spring and flowers blooming, I have been through forty years of spring and autumn. Standing on Jinxi's eyebrows, looking at the sky, the late arrival of stars and moon makes the darkness of the sky and the neon lights of the city form a floating and moving basket of flowers. The colorful lights jump and flicker in the basket, and the sound of cars rumbling from far to near makes the whole place feel... I closed the window and meditated for a moment.
6. April is windy. This is the wind that has grown beautiful wings in spring. It brings not only the sound of wind chimes that wake up the dream curtain, but also a fragrance that cannot be shut out in the garden. Her long hair will dance with all the colors in the season. of tenderness. This gentleness is like wine, you only need one glass, you will be drunk to death and dream of life; this hair is like the Milky Way falling three thousand feet, and the clear spring reflects the moon and shines on the jade face. No matter how you float in a small boat, you can still return home full of happiness!
7. April is poetry. Yes, no one can define you, and no one can explain you clearly. I have never dared to give you a word to describe your beauty, so how should I interpret this unspeakable monologue? ?I searched thousands of miles to find a wedding dress that suits you. I waited in May, waiting for traces of your passing. Now I can give myself a safe conclusion, you are April in the world.
8. In April, the new swallows return and build their nests with mud in their mouths. Flying together, snuggling and whispering, whispering of love. A cold but warm April day. Lin Huiyin's "You Are April in the World" is my favorite praise of love. Listen to the poem she sings with heart: The light spirit dances and changes in the light of spring. You are the full moon every night (although such poems are just ordinary words, they are piled up into sentences of love mottos spread throughout the world.
9. Although there is rain in April, it is more The coldness of the winter rain and the long drizzle in March are not a pity! Even if we forget about the idea of ??children flying kites in March, it blocks the symbol of youthful sunshine and is beautifully showered by an April rain. , it is moistened all over, and new hope sprouts. Some people also say that rain is the spirit of April, neither thick nor thin, neither cold nor hot; it gives people concern and imagination, so The most mysterious hazy beauty of April lies here! You are April in the world. Lin Huiyin has long been closely connected with this special month. It has turned into a legend and has been fixed in history as April in the world. Day?
10. The evening breeze in April is blowing gently, as gentle as water, and the warm breeze is gentle. Looking at the dimly lit place, the stars are still shining, and the traces of the past are flowing. In my heart, I once thought that life would be so long. I once thought that life would be as beautiful as the April day in the world, as calm as water. I was helpless in the world of mortals, with all the disturbances, fate coming and going, desire for money, pursuit of fame and fortune, and floating emotions. Heavy, gathering and dispersing, troubles, a lot of helplessness, a mind full of past events, constantly cutting, and the rationale is still chaotic, like a ripple of a smile faintly rippling in the bottom of my heart, drifting away in the fleeting years, be content with the situation, everything Let your troubles drift away in the warm wind of April.
11. In April in the world, the flowers of the trees are blooming, swaying in the wind, dancing with gentle melodies, and falling one after another. The petals are blooming with beauty, radiant and full of fragrance, brightening the years, fragrant to life, bringing beauty, overflowing with passion, giving people more expectations, more romance, and igniting the fire of hope. , depicting ordinary life into a colorful picture.
12. In April, the sky is sometimes cloudy and sometimes bright, like the face of a lover, and the clouds and smoke in the April morning are like singing and dancing. The sleeves pass through time, leaving misty smoke flying and extending. In April, only shy and delicate flowers bloom. Through the condensation of petals, the colors of April are fresh and elegant; there are no bright reds or purples, and no ink. Gorgeous. Young people are generally cute and pure.
13. Jiangnan in April felt damp and cold due to the rain. I visited Xu Wei on an April evening five years ago. The Ivy Bookstore is old, shady, with snake-like green vines covering the lonely and mottled plain walls. There is a hint of moisture in the simple house with yellowing thread-bound books. Standing is the back of a lonely man in a long gown. How many times have I read or written these four Chinese characters, and the above image always appears in my heart.
14. Again. It's an April day, and I've been looking forward to the day when the trees are dark and the wind is blowing. It's been almost four months since I've been to the park. The scenery there must be different from when it was snowing.
So I went to see flowers, grass, boats and water when the sun was shining brightly. A beautiful hope has been sealed for so many years. Today, the beauty is still written in another way. In the breeze, looking at the sparkling water, the feeling is different, so refreshing and pleasant. The algae are vaguely visible, and the fish are swimming freely. The young lovers on the water are playing leisurely in the boat, which is very refreshing. I am so envious.
15. Generally in April, it is the peak season of spring. In layman's terms, spring is the beginning of the four seasons of the year, and it is irreplaceable in terms of calendar and people's priorities. Thousands of layers are undoubtedly emotions. ?Who said that an inch of grass can reap three springs?? The three springs in the article refer to March, April and May, and April is among the three springs. April has its own moving parts. Even far away, the spring breeze in February, the wickers in March, and the spring swallows in April are all unattractive. It is no exaggeration to say that spring is a pot of fine wine: spring itself is sweet and tangy, and its fragrance is long-lasting.
16. ?I say you are the April day in the world, your laughter lights up the surrounding wind; your lightness dances and changes in the brightness of spring. You are the clouds in the morning of April, the soft wind in the evening, the stars twinkling inadvertently, and the fine raindrops falling in front of the flowers. That light, that Pingting, you are the crown of fresh flowers and flowers you wear, you are innocent and solemn, you are the full moon every night. The goose yellow after the snow melts, you are like the fresh green with the first buds, you are the soft and joyful white lotus floating in the water in your dream.
17. April, walking in the season of late spring. Just look up and you will see soft, bright and enchanting eyes. Green willows are blowing smoke, and flowers are blooming on the streets. The breeze passed by, charming the eyebrows and sweetening the heart.
18. April, beautiful April, spring in spring, just like this, once again slips silently, slips through fingers, slips through dreams, slips through loneliness, slips through sadness.
19. The weather in April is warm and comfortable. There is no violent rainstorm or scorching sun. I like this kind of gentleness and elegance. I can wear whatever I want and it's more or less comfortable, which is great.
20. In April, the flowers are blooming, the willow branches are graceful, the clear water conveys love, the mountains are verdant, and everywhere is filled with fragrance. In April, longing is like the wind, and the abundant spring breeze passes by, and the colorful season is tinged with a touch of sadness. My longing grows green in the spring light of April, beating with heartache that I cannot peel away.
21. Finally it’s April in this world. The season is like this, the vegetation will remain green, the flowers will bloom, the sun will not be too harsh, and the cold wind will no longer be bitterly cold. Between desolation and prosperity, I vaguely see the growth and stubbornness of life. Not overflowing but not deserted, all good things exist in an impartial and appropriate manner.
22. This is April. April is the month of beauty and abundance, the month of love at first sight, the month of spring, the month of April that can be included in poetry and painting. She condenses on the painter's pen, she flows with the singer's notes, and she lingers on the poet's fingertips. But Bai Juyi said: "April in the world is full of beauty!"
23. The beauty of April lies in Qingming and Grain Rain. During the Qingming Festival, the frost and snow have disappeared without a trace, and the world suddenly becomes brighter, making people's mood brighter. Even if there is a slight drizzle that wets people's hair, it adds to the charm of the season and adds to the atmosphere of interaction between people and nature. When it rains and the sky clears, the sky will become clearer than ever before, and the trees and crops will also have an indescribable ethereal quality, making people feel like they are living in charming poetry and paintings. When Grain Rain comes, the warm wind blows on your face, and everything is filled with the power of growth. Whether it is weeds or seedlings, whether it is poultry, livestock or people themselves, they all have incomparable passion and are full of vitality amidst the singing of birds.
24. The beauty of April lies in the mourning for ancestors, and the beauty lies in the warmth of the world. Those white flowers in the wild also express tribute to the deceased ancestors. ?The wind blows paper money flying in the wilderness, and the spring grass is green on the ancient tombs? People will not forget their ancestors in heaven. Offering a bouquet of flowers, lighting two incense, and decorating the ancestors' tombs is not only an expression of filial piety, but also The transmission of warmth. Only by not forgetting our ancestors can we cherish the present, and only by cherishing the present can we create a better future. Human beings are like newly born willow sticks. If they are inserted into the ground, they can grow into a tree. This is the inheritance of the strength of the ancestors and a symbol of the tenacious spirit of mankind.
25. The beauty of April lies in the blooming and falling flowers. The peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have fallen, but the pear blossoms are at that time. The flowers fall and the ground is filled with fragrance, and the flowers bloom and fill the home with fragrance. The fragrance of flowers is everywhere, in heaven and on earth. The fragrance of flowers reaches people's hearts, and smiles fill their faces. You say, isn't this smile also a blooming flower with a fragrant fragrance? The flowers bloom like snow, and bees and butterflies dance gracefully. , this is the beauty of the prosperous age, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the birds sing on the branches, this is the song of life. Flowers falling from the branches.
26. The belief that has been waiting for the whole winter, waiting for the spring to bloom. In this smart April, there is a persistence and full of expectation. The spring wind is like a naughty child, letting You are wondering, sometimes the coldness makes you want to arm yourself with weight, and sometimes the warmth makes you open up your thoughts that have been frozen for a long time. Walking in the sunshine, every trace of green will become a landscape, and you can smell the fresh smell of earth. ,, the new branches with buds dance in the wind, like the elves in April, gracefully touching a corner of my heart.
27. The weather in April is particularly gentle, with the breeze and warm sun. I like the elegance of the flowing clouds and the majesty of the blue sky in spring. In the leisurely afternoon, I sit in the yard of the farmhouse and enjoy the scenery. The pear trees are blooming, fresh and elegant, graceful and light, just like a gentle and refined woman. They come in all shapes and sizes. The pear blossoms are like snow, which makes people fascinated. They are swaying in the spring breeze in various poses. The air is filled with The sweet, light fragrance is refreshing, refreshing, and makes people think about it.
28. It rains in April. A touch of silk rain, a touch of emotion, curling clouds and smoke, blue bricks and gray tiles, small bridges and boats, lilac umbrellas, Wutong alleys, etc., all seem to be full of images from the south of the Yangtze River. This is also my melancholy emotion, which obviously does not exist in the world of the north. These decorations, but there is often such a complex in the eyes, it turns out that this is a dream.
29. In April, the stolen peach blossoms turned into trees full of green fruits; in April, the stolen time turned into the murmur of swallows and the misty rain; IV In April, the spirit of spring was stolen, ushering in full of passion and new ideas; in April, in the flying kites all over the sky, I found the thread in my hand; April, just walked in peace , and gradually walked away in a light embrace?
30. April is really a good season. The cherry blossoms are in bloom, various insects and birds are chirping happily, and the willow trees are dressed in green. After several heavy rains, the lake and river suddenly returned to their previous height and were flush with the shore. The lake water poured out violently from the drainage outlet. A breeze blew and the blue waves rippled. At night, the road under the lights is open and straight, with the shadows of the camphor trees on both sides dancing. Take a deep breath and let the cool fragrance penetrate your heart.
31. If there is a distance between branches and 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 brightness in the April breeze, just to melt the beauty into your eternal mark. If time stopped here, I would die at this moment. I would like to float into your life and become a thousand-year rain of petals.
32. The leaves in April are so beautiful. Every year at this time, I see the new leaves that have just come out. I really like and am moved. They are yellow and green, delicate and beautiful, and they touch me every day. I really love her so much.
33. The weather is sunny, the fields are clear, and the April sunshine shines on me, still giving me a warm feeling. Walking on the embankment, looking around, what comes into view is the clear river flowing slowly eastward, the colorful weeping willows dancing gently in the spring breeze, the golden rapeseed flowers competing for beauty, and the endless wheat fields representing the hope of a good harvest. , and the graceful and expensive peonies are showing her beauty to people. Even the unknown grass is not far behind, waving to people with her lovely body. It's like being in a painting, and you can't help but sigh at this most beautiful April day in the world.
34. April is the most beautiful day in the world. This is true at all. There is no cold in March and no heat in May. When we walked to the fields, the breeze blew by, and the fragrance of peonies came to our nostrils, making people feel relaxed and happy. Peony flowers bloom wildly in the sunshine and against the backdrop of green leaves. April is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom. Pink peach blossoms can be seen everywhere, smiling in the spring breeze and blooming in bloom. The sun shines on the field ridges, and the endless fields are swaying with the beauty of spring. This scene makes me linger.
35. There are always some colors that need to be filled in. Big or small, a rain falls on the top of the earth. After April, there is the sound of waves. There was a roaring sound in my ears, and so quickly, the sun walked around the tree and brought a group of leaves. And birdsong. The birds chirping in the warming breeze, the streets reflected on the streets, the songs sung in the songs. above the earth. A kind of listening captures the sunshine and wind and the power of time.
36. April can’t wait to come. In order to welcome the coming of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants in the wilderness are jointing crazily, the mountains and rivers have changed from the vast silence of the past, and the creatures in the woods are jumping lively
37. April, beautiful April, spring within spring, just like this Once again, it slipped silently, slipped between fingers, slipped through dreams, slipped through loneliness, slipped through sadness.
38. April, beautiful April, spring in spring, just like this, once again slipped silently, slipped through fingers, slipped through dreams, slipped through loneliness, slipped through sadness.
39. The beauty of April lies in Qingming and Grain Rain. During the Qingming Festival, the frost and snow have disappeared without a trace, and the world suddenly becomes brighter, making people's mood brighter. Even if there is a slight drizzle that wets people's hair, it adds to the charm of the season and the atmosphere of interaction between people and nature. When it rains and the sky clears, the sky will become clearer than ever before, and the trees and crops will also have an indescribable ethereal quality, making people feel like they are living in charming poetry and paintings. When Grain Rain comes, the warm wind blows on your face, and everything is filled with the power of growth. Whether it is weeds or seedlings, whether it is poultry, livestock or people themselves, they are full of passion and full of vitality amidst the singing of birds.
40. In April, the beautiful and elegant water comes, pingpingtingting, clear and shallow, coming gracefully, making you smile. The curling music lightens the mood of the past, and the crescent moon that touches the window lattice is still smiling like a flower. The white clouds play the dance music of the soul, and the blue sky holds the pure dream.
41. On April day, when I was standing in the playground filled with night wind, hesitating whether to remain silent as always or to muster up the courage to regain my old enthusiasm, a wisp of gentle wind blew by. My face looked up slightly, the sky was a black screen without twinkling stars, and I felt inexplicably quiet. In the silence, I didn't want to miss your back anymore. Accompanied by the broken night wind, I don't know if I still have enough courage to work hard to bloom such a proud flower.
42. In April, the warm breeze blows, the peach trees are red and the willows are green, and the ivy on the courtyard wall is already full of green, and I feel proud. Regarding the green spots in front of me, even though I am exhausted, I still take a moment to listen to the joy of their first growth. Even if they have peeked into my vicissitudes of life or recorded my haggard face, they have been companions and witnessed my efforts.
43. In my impression, April days should be warm, sunny, rainy and sweet. The scenery in April is refreshing, colorful, peaceful clouds, and tender wind. Everything under the April sunshine is full of vigor and vitality, and the tranquil lake water is rippling with clear waves. People and things in April are quiet, gentle, warm and peaceful.
44. Pure and transparent, you are like the dewdrops of April in the world, dripping on the new leaves in the dawn, and you are like the morning breeze of April in the world, blowing away the clouds and smoke surrounding you, just like the dewdrops of April in the world. The dusk rain adds lingering poetry to the willows, but I don’t know whose April day you will be.
45. Willows linger, swallows whisper, grass is delicious, fallen flowers are colorful, blue waves are clear, sky is blue and clouds are clear, nothing is more beautiful than April in the world. How many times have I dreamed of the ideal spring world, just like the paradise described by Tao Yuanming. It is so beautiful and isolated from the world, the last piece of quiet land in the world. In an ideal April day in the world, there is a green bamboo forest and endless towering trees. The ground is filled with countless wild flowers, just like the eyes of the stars, which makes people dizzy. There are also plump mushrooms that look like small umbrellas, which makes people reluctant to pick them.
46. April in the world is fresh and graceful. It is the spring when people’s hearts bloom. It is love, warmth and hope. Watch the April day, give life a warmth, and sow hope. In the world, listen to the sound of flowers blooming, feel the colors of life, and let your heart be filled with the fragrance of flowers and the vicissitudes of time.
47. April in the human world carries the vicissitudes of time and the poetic heartfelt words. In fact, it doesn’t matter what kind of spring it is in April. What matters is that April is the season when I was born. Those lines of poetry flowing from the heart are like fog, like dreams, and like wind, and they have already spread out into a winding road of mind. When I look back, I realize that the traces of pain and sorrow in my life have long been hidden deep inside. As a result, my words are a little less sentimental and a little melancholy. So, in the spring when the peach blossoms bloomed, I packed my long-cherished wish and longing for life into my luggage.
48. The sky in April falls in love with the earth in March, but it is too far away from her. When the sadness of his missing turns into a river, the sky will start to rain like this. The wind blows the face full of peach blossoms. The wind in April blows and kisses our faces wantonly, swaying our hearts gently; the clouds in April hide in the starry sky, silently carrying the eternal attachment of you and me in this world.
49. The beauty of April lies in the mourning of ancestors, and the beauty of April lies in the warmth of the world. Those white flowers in the wild also express tribute to the deceased ancestors. ?The wind blows paper money flying in the wilderness, and the spring grass is green on the ancient tombs? People will not forget their ancestors in heaven. Bringing a bouquet of flowers, lighting two incense, and decorating the ancestors' tombs is not only an expression of filial piety, but also The transmission of warmth. Only by not forgetting our ancestors can we cherish the present, and only by cherishing the present can we create a better future. Human beings are like newly born willow sticks that can grow into a tree if they are inserted into the ground. This is the inheritance of the strength of our ancestors, and it is also the tenacious spirit of human beings.
50. The beauty of April lies in the blooming and falling flowers. The peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have fallen, but the pear blossoms are at that time. The flowers fall and the ground is filled with fragrance, and the flowers bloom and fill the home with fragrance. The fragrance of flowers is everywhere, in heaven and on earth. The fragrance of flowers reaches people's hearts, and smiles fill their faces. You say, isn't this smile also a blooming flower with a fragrant fragrance? The flowers bloom like snow, and bees and butterflies dance gracefully. , this is the beauty of the prosperous age, the fragrance of flowers is intoxicating, the birds sing on the branches, this is the song of life. On the branches where the flowers have fallen, young fruits have grown. This small and tender fruit is no less charming than the flowers. It is the fragrance of hope and the sweetness of harvest. "The fragrance of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom." Even though the flowers have fallen, there is still a belated beauty. That is "the mountains and rivers are no longer doubtful, and the willows and flowers are bright in another village." This is a portrayal of the mood of April. Beauty is everywhere and hope is always there.