Spring has come, everything is reviving, and the gloomy weather yesterday afternoon, according to past experience, should be rain and spring rain; As the old saying goes, "Spring is like oil. In the past two days, there have been drought telegrams all over the country, and people are eager for spring rain, dry and wet land, weather and timely rain. For sowing, the snow that just left winter has not come yet, and the first rain this spring has quietly arrived. Because of some glimpses of the beauty of life, information that makes you forget your hopelessness may come quietly.
I went down to the stairwell door in the morning and suddenly found that it rained last night. The ground of Lu Lu badminton badminton court is wet, the raindrop sky is still thin, and some cool water and cool sky are mixed with the breath of spring. The first breeze and drizzle came quietly this spring. Maybe I never thought I slept last night.
At the turn of the year, spring becomes complicated. People breathe outdoors and enjoy the spring brought by nature. In the morning, along the usual route, I came to the flood control wall by the river. He can feel the cool air because he stopped doing morning exercises in winter for nearly a month. I am a little strange to the ever-changing changes except that I have not been here for a long time. I rode along the broad road on the ridge on the west side of the river. The demolition of those dilapidated and abandoned houses was completed in the second half of last year. According to the plan, the first battle of Binjiang Avenue was successful, and a gravel embankment was in front of us. I casually tied a flood wall on the ground and planted willows of different sizes along the river ridge on foot. The crystal clear seawater hangs down and gradually falls on a new twig EK of willow, two small yellow-green petals, and I feel the warmth and cold wind. There are branches hanging in the middle of the road to tease. On the street, passers-by are paying attention to the people who reported the spring festival.
Liu Xi seemed to tell everyone gently that I began to hibernate, regained consciousness after rest, showed youthful vitality and began to shoot blue quietly. Children with drooping green branches and fluffy willow buds smoke more and more, and the longer it takes, the green and gentle rain is flowing and rippling in the breeze, as if the girl with long hair just came out of the bath and dressed very beautifully in Yuan Ye in spring. : "Yangliuqing, young flowers grow, stirring Tian Fei". Willow branches fall with the wind, gently touching my face and caring for me with music. Remind people of the arrival of early spring and February. Enjoying the warm spring breeze brought fresh whispers, which he could feel.
Willow has strong adaptability, and its multi-fiber root system is deeply rooted in the soil, extending in all directions and embracing the earth. It is no different from pine trees and tall, upright and unyielding poplars. Branches that grow on the trunk are usually countless spring catkins two or three meters long, dancing lightly, kissing the earth gently, passing through some "clouds", then cultivating delicate buds and growing into trees in a few years. Smooth and soft branches hang down like silk tapestries. Willow leaf is a kind of alternate leaf with long and narrow leaf width, which is affordable and looks like a slender girl's eyebrow. More is "inadvertently inserted willow into the shade", and the roots of many fibers are deeply rooted in the soil and extend in all directions. Velvet weapons of Liu Xi Branch are like songs and dances, such as skirts of young and beautiful women, scattered in the vast Yuan Ye.
Spring discourse
It doesn't help to see things, but I think there are three willows around. The willows sit quietly on the water in front of my pond. There are countless hair roots in the pond next to the deep fence, and some bare furry ankles extend along the water boundary next to the pond. Every season, a green willow, 65,438+100,000 green silk tapestry, hangs on all roads on the surface of the pond. Breeze, swings, hanging catkins, duckling-sized things floating on the water, duckling's willow leaves wandering, whispering with wicker from time to time, ducks always craning their necks, delicious raw food, flat mouths and mouth watering. The catkins that I want to eat have yellow-green flowers, and the ducks can't open their mouths and float on the water. Ducks are chattering and fighting with each other endlessly. And fell asleep a lot. Ducks meditate, dodge, croak and cross talk. In Liu Xi, there is a long period of self-satisfaction and dedication.
Liu Xi is getting earlier and earlier. Spring and February are always so even, which reminds people of it.
【 Don Liu Yang 】
Jasper dressed as a tree, hung with 10 thousand green silk tapestry.
I wonder who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
I stood on the flood control wall, and it was raining in Mao Mao. They grew taller in the age of spring breeze. Under the breeze, beautiful branches were swaying on the weeping willows and green rivers by the river. Watching the ships on the river shuttle through the golden waterway, the picture of early spring is presented to people, and the scenery here is unique. Spring scenery in the world makes people think. More people hope that spring will be better. Call for spring!
I like spring, I like to see the thriving creatures around me, I want to listen to the murmuring of streams and the singing of birds, and I like to smell the fragrance of various plants.
In a blink of an eye, spring finally came back. Miss spring quietly came to the earth, and the earth was covered with green clothes. Samuel misty rain gently washed the earth. We came to the suburbs, and there were flowers everywhere. The trees grew new leaves, new buds, blooming flowers and grass on the ground. Swallows came from the south and chattered about the sky, as if to say: Spring is beautiful! What fresh air! I like the spring here. "Flying freely on the lake, occasionally immersed in the pointed tail water, rippling everywhere. Small fish in the river hit the green waves. From time to time, a few bubbles appeared in his mouth, and the duckling swam happily in the water. Many colorful butterflies stand on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beautiful flowers. Bright flowers attract many bees, and colorful flowers show their graceful dances on the earth, intoxicated with flowers and dancing gently. A cool breeze is blowing, and the fragrance is fragrant. I can't help but stop and savor. Can gently stir with the yellowish breeze and unconsciously twist her slender waist.
I like spring. I like to see the thriving creatures around me. I hear songs like streams. Birds chirp and love to smell the fragrance of various plants.
In a blink of an eye, spring finally came back. Spring girl quietly came to the earth, and the earth was covered with green clothes. Samuel misty rain gently washed the earth. We came to the suburbs, and there were flowers everywhere. The trees grew new leaves, new buds, blooming flowers and grass on the ground. Swallows came from the south and chattered about the sky, as if to say: Spring is beautiful! What fresh air! I like the spring here. "Flying freely on the lake, occasionally immersed in the pointed tail water, rippling everywhere. Small fish in the river hit the green waves. From time to time, a few bubbles appeared in his mouth, and the duckling swam happily in the water. Many colorful butterflies stand on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beautiful flowers. Bright flowers attract many bees, and colorful flowers show their graceful dances on the earth, intoxicated with flowers and dancing gently. A cool breeze is blowing, and the fragrance is fragrant. I can't help but stop and savor. Can gently stir with the yellowish breeze and unconsciously twist her slender waist.
I feel relaxed and happy in spring and lush environment. I really want to become a bird and fly to the outside of the cloud nine, overlooking the earth and enjoying the miracle created by spring. The arrival of spring has brought a new atmosphere to the earth, full of vitality, hope and flowers, which makes me feel like I am in a fairyland.
Looking forward to the east wind and the approaching of spring.
Open your eyes as happily as if you just woke up. Shanlangrun Toner, Sunshine blushes.
Potential ground, bid, green grass. The gardens and fields were crowded with people. Sit, lie down, play two ball games, run, and catch some dodges. Good, quiet, foam and soft grass.
Peach, apricot, pear, you let me, I won't let you, all are full of flowers. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet, eyes closed, and the trees seem to be full of peaches, Hu Xinger, pears and children! Hundreds of bees buzzed under the flowers, making butterflies fly. Wildflowers are everywhere: mixed names, those without names, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, but also torment you.
The cold wind blows the willow. "Well, you feel like your mother's hand." The wind has brought some new atmosphere to the soil, mixed lawns, all kinds of flowers, fragrant smells, slightly moist air brewing, birds' flowers and leaves, cheer up, show off their crisp throats, and sing echoing songs with friends, between the breeze and running water. The piccolo behind the cowherd, this time with a loud voice all day.
Rain is the most common, two to three days. Don't be angry, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a thin thread, woven with coarse twill, people are locked in a thin layer of smoke on the roof. Shiny green leaves, grass green, stare. At night, when the lights are a little yellow, it sets off a quiet and quiet night. In the countryside, on the stone bridge by the roadside, walking with umbrellas, farmers are working on the ground, covered in cockroaches and dressed in enterprises. Their thatch is sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites and more children. Towns and villages, every household, old and young, they rushed out like children. Relax your muscles, cheer up and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring", starting from scratch, some are work and some are hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It is new from head to toe, and it is growing.
Spring is full of flowers and smiles, like a little girl coming in.
Strong iron arms, waist and feet in spring, he took us there.
The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the smiling face in spring is enlarged. The sunshine and the red beam come over and gently touch you, like a young mother's hand.
The spring rain is continuous. I saw the spring rain bamboo, bamboo leaves jumping. Sometimes the rain drops suddenly, and sometimes even the wind floats in the air, leaving a shadow like smoke, fog, yarn and silk, and the splashed rain flower is dazzling, playing a beautiful melody like a beating note on the piano.
Winter suddenly passed, and spring quietly came to the world. Spring is a beautiful season, a poetic season, and it refers to a vigorous beginning. Since ancient times, poets have loved and praised spring, because the scenery of spring can be used in poetry everywhere. Walking in the garden of poetry, I saw the colorful poems of Wing Chun, which were dazzling and dazzling. Pick a few flowers at random, read them slowly, and you will be intoxicated unconsciously.
"Birds fly to the trees in the courtyard, red and green, spinning in the spring. Suddenly, a good poem and a healthy grammar of fundus arrangement are hard to find." This is Spring by Chen Yi, a great poet in the Song Dynasty. The spring morning scenery of this poem. The birds with the remaining ears, with green branches and green and red eyes, are different and attractive. After a few strokes of the poet, the end of spring scenery is presented to the readers. Then, the poet's pen no longer depicts spring scenery, but ends lyrically. Rich spring, sudden inspiration, but the mysterious poet's excuse of "one is hard to find" attracts readers to feel the arrival of spring, leaving readers a lot of imagination space.
When it is far away from the sky, does the sunset tree know where to bark tomorrow? The person in the middle. "This is the Southern Song Dynasty poet Yang Wanli's Spring. This poem is the king in the Spring Festival Evening. The sun decorated the trees, the green land, the sky, then the dog tits, the latecomers. This poem naturally causes readers' strangeness. In the panoramic spring atmosphere, in the habitat of spring, in the beautiful spring flowers, in the taste of spring, in the intense and buzzing spring, in harmony and joy, people will be inspired and enjoy singing and singing.
"Spring water makes milk fly, and wasps fly home with small tails. There is a colorful book in the window and a fish with a hook near the rock. " This is the South Garden written by Li He, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The spring in Nanyuan is full of vitality and charm. The new spring water, like smoke, began to fly, bees and children gathered flowers and honey, and fish took the bait for food. These are great scenery with spring characteristics. Through this window, people directly enter the research field of vision, which makes people feel comfortable and endless joy. The image of this poem is vivid, fresh and flowing, and the readers are refreshed.
Gu Xian and Zhang Lifu wore short tents to cross the bridge, and they got wet with clothes and apricot flowers, blowing cold willows on their faces. "This is the quatrain of monk Zhang Zhinan's life in the Southern Song Dynasty, and it is a quatrain describing an outing. The beautiful spring brought back a monk who was traveling and built a temple to see the spring. Take a sightseeing boat with a covered boat under an old tree and stroll along the east side of Chenopodium Bridge. Tell the story of a ship anchored by an ancient sage. This screen is very elegant and concise. I like a painting by an ancient scholar in China, which accurately and concisely shows that apricot blossoms are in full bloom in spring, light and rain are falling, and the beautiful and pleasant scene is warm in the east wind. This is a famous sentence that has been passed down through the ages The emotion and communication in this poem are integrated with the heart. The poet grasps the characteristics of spring rain and exaggerates slightly, revealing inner joy and love for nature.
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the children's school where Liu Zui and Chun Yan are scattered has returned to the busy use of Dongfeng kites. "The rural residence of Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty". One or two concrete and vivid descriptions of natural hot springs describe the unique spring, the beautiful and charming rural scenery, the bright and beautiful spring in February, the grass grows in Fei Ying and the willows gently caress the long branches of the bank, as if they had been intoxicated in the beautiful spring. Three or four describe a vivid scene, a group of lively children flying kites in excellent spring, and their laughter makes spring more energetic. This poem is uncertain and concise. This poem is full of cheerful mood, which infects readers with a good mood.
The spring rain is rolling, soft, moistening the earth, stroking the earth and calling it quietly. People unconsciously, quietly merged into a stream and accumulated into a pit. Ah, the spring rain brings green life to the lake.
However, if you lean down and study carefully, you will find that among the pleasing colors, there are yellow marks left in winter pockets. You may sigh: "What a fly in the ointment". Who will be in a good mood when looking at a few broken limbs? However, you may want to cut off the brown winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. Hey! But it is green inside! The original appearance is still grass yellow, and the varieties are more beautiful in spring.
Why do I finally understand the color of spring? Spring is a variety that is quietly ignored by naive children wearing grass and diligently waving colored pens in their hands. What color do people who enjoy the joy of spring care about? Is your contribution the color of spring?
An article describing spring (1)
The beautiful grandpa in winter is closed in the cold soil, and the girl in spring comes to the world with light steps. The scenery in spring is very beautiful, just like a vivid painting.
The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the smiling face in spring is enlarged. The sunshine and the red beam come over and gently touch you, like a young mother's hand.
With the brisk pace of Miss Chun, she first appeared on the green grass and slipped out of the ground, green. Hardy is everywhere on the grass in the park.
In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers, and everyone refuses to give up. Red, yellow, white, purple and all kinds of flowers really look like a beautiful flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around in the air to collect honey.
The spring rain is continuous. I saw the spring rain bamboo, bamboo leaves jumping. Sometimes the rain drops suddenly, and sometimes even the wind floats in the air, leaving a shadow like smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splash of rain flower is like a beating note on the piano, playing a wonderful melody.
In spring, all kinds of gorgeous flowers are so dazzling. The fields of rapeseed, an oil crop planted by farmers' uncles, have been reclaimed. The golden rape flower has become the butterfly of the world, and the beautiful butterfly has jumped into the golden stage of gentle dance. They flew in the air for a while and stayed quietly in the rape. This also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers attracts many worker bees, who always make unremitting efforts to rape flowers and pollinate them day and night. Occasionally, when the breeze blows, the golden rape blossoms are full of ups and downs, "golden foam. From a distance, it's really beautiful!
In this spring, animals also wake up from their deep sleep. Grass began to sprout and the earth flourished everywhere. At first glance, a green scene can be seen everywhere, like a watercolor painting.