Spring rain flies to you inadvertently. Rain, as thin as fog, floats quietly between heaven and earth, like a layer of milk on a thin leaf, like a veil. Rain-soaked leaves, green eyes; In the breeze, the flowers and leaves are swaying; In the ethereal world, people seem to walk in the sky. After that, it began to rain heavily, like cow hair, dense and woven obliquely; Rain is like an embroidery needle, and the distant mountains and Yongjiang River are beautiful landscapes embroidered by Tiannv with her beautiful hands. Looking up at the sky, I can't see the source of rain. Only white raindrops scattered and gathered into small drops on the leaves. Small drops of water slipped quietly from the leaves, and the leaves trembled slightly. Rain feet on the river, like shallow laughter, are countless. At this time, the night is already low, and a little light is posted on the distant mountain, like two Jin Ju flowers; If you cross the Qijiang Bridge by car, chrysanthemums will become dancing golden butterflies. Standing in the Wangjiang Pavilion of Fule Temple, Xiangshan Bridge, the water of Longxi River and the green fields on both sides of Qijiang River, I am immersed in happiness and tranquility. A girl who is single-clothed, like a moving flower, like a poem; Pedestrians walking slowly with umbrellas, farmers returning home late in Dai Li and birds returning home happily constitute the most beautiful rhythm in spring. Sparse rain, sparse houses, long rivers and rolling mountains are silent in the rain.
Spring has come. During the day, there will be several kites on the mountain, like big butterflies; It is like a fish swimming in white clouds, and it is like a leaf resting on a treeless tree. On the flat ground and lawn, people of all ages are soon crowded with people. Chase less, exercise more, and get some sunshine. Students spring outing, cooking, eating, laughter filled the valley.
Spring has come, and her steps are so light and soft. Like a newborn doll, like a beautifully dressed girl, like a strong young man, he walked across the grass, glided across the water, lived on white clouds, rested on flowers and talked to birds. In the evening, Chun and I chased each other in our dreams, because she was in a hurry tomorrow.