Prose on Peach Blossoms 1 Every spring, summer and March, I miss the peach blossoms in my hometown.
My hometown is located in a small mountain village beside the Hongnongjian River. After beginning of spring, the residual snow on the mountain opposite the village gradually disappeared from people's sight, and the spring flowers opened the door. The rolling mountains are no longer sentimental, and the long folk songs of the shepherd boy float from one mountain to another. A few little white sheep gradually tasted the juicy tender grass and barked happily on the hillside. When the footsteps of spring enter the threshold of March, on the sunny side of the hillside, clusters and piles of delicate peach blossoms are everywhere, blooming brilliantly, colorful and fragrant against the background of spring breeze. Some peach blossoms are dotted among pines and cypresses, some stand alone on the rocks, some are blooming like flowers, and swarms of bees and butterflies are singing and dancing on them. Look closely, there are flowers everywhere, dazzling and dazzling; Seen from a distance, it is as beautiful as a Xia Hong falling lightly on the hillside.
This is the peach blossom in my hometown. Every day when peach blossoms are in full bloom, my friends in the village and I are either busy flying kites and swinging, catching tadpoles in the river after school, or picking peach blossoms on the hillside. On the hillside, there was laughter everywhere. We often compare who picked the peach blossoms, who picked the flowers, and who picked the flowers, and we have to compare them to see who picked more. Every time we come back from the mountain, we return home with a full load and pick a handful of peach blossoms. We are all full of energy, and joy often overflows our red faces. At home, we put the picked peach blossoms in glass bottles filled with water, put them in front of the window, or put them in the living room, or beautify our classroom. We don't know how happy we are when we look at the bunches of peach blossoms we picked, which bloom brilliantly in the bright spring and are praised by our parents and teachers!
When I saw the peach blossom in full bloom, I thought of my childhood friend, Sister Peach Blossom. I remember that she was three years older than me. She comes from a city in the east of Henan. Her parents were called Rightists and sent to our village. Their family lives in the warehouse of the production team, which is close to mine. My parents are very kind, and they often send things like wax gourd beans to their families. Over time, my family and Taohua's family get along like a family. Sister Peach Blossom has a pair of beautiful pigtails and beautiful big eyes. She often tells me stories and helps me correct my math mistakes. Every day when the peach blossoms are in full bloom, after school, my sister Taohua and I go up the mountain to pick peach blossoms almost every day. Because I'm short and I don't pick many peaches, Sister Taohua always gives me some of the peaches she picked. Once, when I was picking peach blossoms in the mountains, I was stung by a bee and cried with pain. Sister Taohua put down the peach blossom in her hand, coaxed me, encouraged me, and took out a clove of garlic from her pocket to disinfect me, and soon I didn't feel any pain. In addition to beautifying our home, we will collect bunches of peach blossoms, which are sometimes woven into a peach blossom hat by Sister Peach Blossom and worn on her own head as a bride. I also folded the soft wicker into a wicker hat and put it on my head as the groom, and played a game of marrying a new wife with my friends in the yard. At that time, Sister Taohua and I almost became inseparable friends and were very happy together. My parents expect me and Sister Taohua to grow up happily like "When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse, run in circles and throw your childhood" in Li Bai's Long March. Sometimes, Sister Taohua and I will pick a bamboo basket of peach petals from the mountain, dry them in the shade when we get home, and then boil mountain spring water to make tea. Take a sip gently, and it will be fragrant and refreshing. Sister Taohua often tells me that Taohua tea can not only clear the eyes and clear the fire, but also beautify the face. I really didn't expect that day. On an unforgettable spring rain morning, I suddenly found that peach blossoms, like a tearful bride, withered in the oblique wind and drizzle and fell to the ground. Just then, Sister Taohua left me with tears in her eyes and went back to the city with her parents. Since then, I have never heard from Sister Taohua again.
Not far from our village, there is a mountain called Taohua Mountain. According to the villagers, the peach blossoms on Taohua Mountain are the most vivid. Whenever peach blossoms are in full bloom, couples from towns will drive all the way to Taohua Mountain to pick peach blossoms. Then, they give bundles of bright peach blossoms to their favorite people, which has certain significance. Sometimes, on Valentine's Day, people come to Taohua Mountain to pick peaches in an endless stream. There is also a cave halfway up Taohua Mountain, which is called "Green Snake Cave" by local people. In order to go to Hangzhou West Lake to rescue the White Snake Empress, the little green snake practiced in the cave during the peach blossom season. This beautiful legend has become a household name.
In the later days, I wandered around to make a living. At the moment, when I am in a foreign land and see peach blossoms in full bloom, or sit at the window and drink a cup of peach blossom tea, I often think of the mountain peach blossoms in my hometown, I will think of my childhood sister Peach Blossom, and I will think of the poem "People don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze".
May the peach blossom in my hometown, in my heart forever, bloom beautifully.
Prose describing peach blossoms in the mountains II. The spring breeze is ten miles, but the peach blossoms are gone. Peach blossoms are planted in the heart and have grown quietly when the winter snow melts. Just after the first month, it began to sprout, and the green shoots seemed to smell a faint fragrance when they were upset, which filled their hearts and made them extremely happy.
Once in the spring breeze in February, the peach blossom is not satisfied with germination, but keeps spreading and growing, spreading its wings like a butterfly that keeps changing. It also stretched and curled up for several months, struggling out layer by layer, decorating its posture with more green, until the spring thunder started, and the rushing green branches and leaves suddenly exploded and breathed around the trunk. It seems that I accidentally broke into the mysterious forest and saw colorful birds. I am too excited to express my feelings.
March is the season when peach blossoms are in full bloom, but it is also lonely, because some peach blossoms are too late to bloom. There are always some flowers that like to be far ahead, and some don't last long. It's a bit like hiding half of her face behind her guitar to wrap Hua's ears. Those who don't bloom are just waiting for a moment of expectation, in order to bloom better.
This is the case with peach blossoms. The same kind of flowers have different personalities, some are lively and enthusiastic, some are innocent and lovely, and some are as tender as water ... They are as varied as women, some are chattering, some are playing with flowers shyly, and some are silent, as if they have never spoken. Sometimes I think so. Maybe everything has different characteristics, but they know each other strangely in some characteristics. Perhaps this is the "law" in the world, and there are laws in the world. When the law becomes a normal state, it will be regarded as the law.
Why are we not in this law? In front of everything in the world, we are so small. Like floating dust, it is a small element that constitutes the world. It floats in this Qian Qian law, maybe it will be solved, maybe it has been shattered and disappeared without a trace. If I think so, I won't be sad that the spring breeze can't blow ten miles of peach blossom, because I know it has already bloomed elsewhere. Peach blossom can never be separated from "spring". It seems that only spring is called peach blossom, and nothing else is. In other words, the enjoyment of beauty brought by spring can not be ignored. From the distant Book of Songs, there is a beautiful feeling of "running away and burning its glory". Presumably, people endowed peach blossom with emotion, which led to the preface of love poems with peach blossom as the background.
Cui Hu, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, once had a crush on peach blossoms. He put his face and peach blossom together to express his feelings for the girl he loved in the past. The peach blossom in the spring breeze still smiles, but he can't find the girl anymore. In this way, peach blossom can be described as an affectionate scene. I wonder if the next peach blossom will convey the poet Cui's sentiment to the girl, or if the girl has told the peach blossom what she thought at that time, then there will be a wonderful gesture of the peach blossom at this moment.
When you are intoxicated by the spring breeze, you are attracted by the magnificent scenery and the breath of love scattered in spring. This is also a coincidence, those beautiful feelings are not easy to express, and come in the spring season. Tell this feeling to Chunfeng and bring it to my beloved. I wonder if she will walk in the Taoyuan with me to see a peach blossom rain falling rustling. That boy who plays the flute by the lake alone and secretly hurts his mind must think so. Have you seen those peach blossoms? Whether it blooms in the heart or in the eyes of others. The scenery in my heart is hard for others to see. The spring breeze is still there. I hope you can have a peach blossom in your heart, meet her in the peach blossom forest, walk along the path where the petals are floating and watch the beauty and elegance together.
Peach Blossom Prose in the Mountain 3 The eyes of the mountain people are full of Shan Ye scenery.
If you want to go high, climb the mountain when you go out, look at the distance, or the mountain is connected with the mountain. Surrounded by mountains, it seems that no one will ever walk out of the mountains, but it is also a bit more leisurely. In the field, peach blossoms have already faded the fragrance of lead flowers, and the spring breeze has borne fruit; The peach blossoms in the mountains are in bloom.
This peach blossom in Shushan is warm and romantic. Maybe her spiritual world is still open and bright in winter, and she still lives alone by the blue sky and white clouds? Isn't Yaochi full of spring all year round? The beauty of peach blossoms is hard for most people to find in the end, and only the fairies with unique vision can interpret it. Ordinary people will never become immortals, but what they lack most is their unique vision.
No, an ordinary peach blossom, after eye-catching interpretation, has become a fairy tale like Journey to the West, going abroad and belonging to the world. Just a heavenly palace fascinates people of different colors in the East and the West and makes them nostalgic. In fact, as long as you carefully read and savor many scenes in The Journey to the West, you won't find them groundless. The peach banquet of the Queen Mother, remember? Is that found in people's daily life? It's easy to find, but difficult to attach importance to, and it's even more difficult to draw out many life philosophies.
Who would be so obsessed with an ordinary peach blossom? Maybe you don't think so. To understand this magical, complex and simple world, you must feel it with your heart, touch it with your feelings, and experience it with your heart. You will definitely have a unique experience, a broad vision and a relieved heart.
Do you remember? A few years ago, this peach tree was slender and swaying feebly in the east wind, but in just a few years, it has been so graceful that you are impressed. Life is so indifferent when it is in full bloom. Indifferent but full of philosophy, in a corner of the water, in the mountains, in the sunshine bath in April, in a space covered by heaven and earth, quietly thinking, opening your heart and rejuvenating with joy.
The simple truth that everyone knows is often ignored and forgotten by kind people. It may also be covered with malicious flowers and vines. In the world of fierce competition in spring, the coverage of miscellaneous trees increases the mission burden of peach blossom and autumn fruit. Only Peach Blossom knows it, only Peach Blossom understands it and only Peach Blossom chooses it. Rediscover the neglected world through the fleeting time. At this time, you may no longer be impetuous and ignore the meaning and value of such a life.
Don't think that it was so cold last winter that peach blossoms will no longer bloom this spring; Don't think, so many flowers decorate the spring, and the world is busy with perspective, and the only tree and peach flowers are there. How many rounds has the story of loving life been staged? When you look at it again, you will find that in spring, there is a blooming peach blossom and a very inconspicuous peach blossom outside a scenic spot that you seldom pay attention to.
Blooming doesn't have to be valued by people, but people can't value the beauty of blooming, and eventually they have to leave a trace of regret.
A bee flies to Torrey, which is a necessity for picking flowers. Peach blossom accepted it and accepted it as a warm "lucky pet"; A bird flew to the peach blossom and flew away, followed by a butterfly. Peach blossoms have been inspected. After all, this is a beautiful season.
Don't think about Cui Hu's poem in the Tang Dynasty: "Peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze", which is well known to all women and children. I wonder how many peach trees grow in the field. Only by appreciating a tree with your heart can you appreciate its mystery and profound philosophy.
If you walk into the spring and see a peach blossom on a hill, don't forget to take a short rest in front of her and take a photo, even if it is a short rest, or enjoy the red decoration. Don't give up the right to enjoy it, and don't be lazy and greedy. You can only find it by thinking. The peach blossom in Yizhushan will have the most authoritative evaluation and right to speak. ...
Prose describing peach blossoms in the mountains. The fragrance of April days and the singing of birds. The freshness of April days and the green grass. April is full, and youth is budding. The sunrise lit up the whole sky, opened the window and vaguely saw the sunset glow rising in the sky.
When everything wakes up, the haze in front of us turns into a faint fog, and the silence in the morning covers up the emptiness of everything. The butterflies in the flowers began to dance with colorful wings and fly to the flowers with charming fragrance. When I woke up, everything seemed so beautiful and peaceful.
Full of fragrance, accompanied by the pleasant songs of birds, people are working in a hurry when they start to work and rest one day. At noon, the sun shines on the bamboo leaves in the bamboo forest, and the dense bamboo is covered with spots. Through the criss-crossing leaves, bright white sunshine pours down and warms people's hearts. A four-leaf clover stands proudly in the green grass.
The wind blows from above, skirts dance with branches and leaves, and flowers and plants laugh in the wind. A few willow leaves fell from the willows by the river, and the willow branches danced with youthful dreams. The crystal clear river is like a gentle woman. In the spring breeze, in the sun, it is cheerful and relaxed, slowly flowing through the forest.
Lift up your skirt and walk barefoot in the river, which is cool and refreshing. Hold a river and throw it into the sky. The river leaves a beautiful image under the clear sky, the sun shines on the river, and pink petals float on the water. The flow of the river pushes the petals to slide all the way.
Beautiful green forest, dreamy Peach Blossom Creek, gentle willows by the river, round and round with happy waves. As the sun sets, rivers and forests wander leisurely, and bamboo forests among lush flowers are quiet in a harmonious atmosphere. The dreamland, the stream and the peach blossom have clear memories and are engraved in my mind.