1, the rain on New Year's Day
The rain on New Year's Day in 2022 is cool, round and juicy. Going outdoors, the umbrella in hand holds a bright sky, the road is muddy and curved, simulating fresh footprints, forceful and firm, the wind is whistling, and pedestrians bring out a chilly figure, blue Rayna Sue's clothes.
Soft, colorful and bright, I stopped and looked up to see the bare branches, crystal clear. These transparent words seem to modify a long sentence or phrase, and then after the cold, spring begins. I proudly embrace my heart.
2. New Year's Day in Fang Ting
The stars have shifted, and the new year has been added, and duckweed has circulated. Flowers and trees are in full bloom tonight, and thousands of lights are on. And suppress your feelings, in the fireworks, you will be sad. Thinking about it, the wind and dust are boundless, and the lonely shadow falls alone. Worry is thick, the lights are dim, the newcomers are drunk and dancing, and the old feelings are light. Sigh time, kill Jiang Hai and drag out an ignoble existence. The catkins in the night wind will quietly spit green, and tomorrow will be full of spring. Affectionate, return the book, thousands of miles away.
3. When the drizzle is lingering, we climb over the wrinkles on our foreheads, walk through the joys and sorrows of life and endure the vicissitudes of time. When the north wind is bleak and snowflakes are flying, cicadas are singing and insects are singing. We are looking forward to the splendid March of spring flowers with great longing.
When the first ray of sunshine in the morning passes through the clouds, jumps over the window lattice and sprinkles a happy face, we seem to smell the fragrance of spring. Migratory birds swept away the shadows and new lines were added to the annual rings. A new day, a new year, a new starting point and a new mood.
The sunrise in the east is new, and it is new to break through the cocoon. Standing at the intersection of winter and spring, looking back at the years we have passed, there are oases and deserts; There are prosperity and desolation; There is wind and rain, birds and flowers. Looking back on 202 1, our school, all the way through the wind and rain, all the way through the singing, all the way through the dust, all the way through the sunshine.
The laboratory is well equipped, and the air conditioner is warm in winter and cool in summer. Political news shows the development of the times, and street lamps reflect the lovely smiling faces of children. The development of xx is like the first light, colorful, and like an arrow.