Spring. The yellow leaves turned green. New green leaves have grown on the dead branches. The sunshine smiles gently at everyone, the birds are singing and flying. Flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. The stars are shining, red, green and white. Blue sky, free wind, dreamlike love.
Everyone has spring. No matter you or me, everyone can have laughter, love and intoxication in spring.
However, autumn cried in spring.
This spring, in the charming southern ancient city, I sent away a time that belonged to me.
Autumn rain falls, but it is swept away by spring breeze.
On a sunny day after rain, two friends and I were walking on a muddy road. Walking through the stone bridge and the path beside the field, I visited a woman from the south, a crazy girl I had never met before.
We stopped in front of a small farmhouse. A little girl who spoke a language I didn't understand opened a black wooden door for us, which was completely different from that in my novel. This is the home of the local rich.
In a dark room, I saw our host. Wide shelf bed, wide summer sleeping mat, thin quilt. She sat up and I saw her upper body. She is a teenage girl.
The three of us sat on the bench opposite her. A friend explained his purpose. She just laughed silently, laughing like crying. I looked at her silently. I will understand everything my friend told me. During our stay there for more than half an hour, we talked less than ten sentences and saw her smile in autumn for more than ten times.
Farewell to her, I am in autumn with a painful heart. I remembered my purpose, the purpose of helping her, and I almost cried.
A girl, a young girl ... I know the meaning of madness for the first time in my life.
My efforts over the years, my books written with blood and tears, my life goals are: to help people, let everyone have spring, everyone has a bright heart, everyone's life can be happy and everyone's development can be free. I aroused people's desire and desire for light; I put a career before others, a career worthy of dedication. However, all my efforts were destroyed by another force. After awakening a young soul, it can only make him (her) suffer more embarrassing ravages and torture.
So the girl went crazy. Unreasonable social system, illiberal marriage, the bondage of traditional ideas and the tyranny of the family have destroyed many young souls that are blooming. I have accumulated so many shadows in these twenty-eight years. In that laughter, I saw the bodies of a whole generation of young people in the past. I seem to hear a painful voice saying, "it's time to end this."
Autumn in Spring is not only a story of gentle crying, but also the appeal of a whole generation of young people. I will take my pen as a weapon, charge for them, and send my firm voice "Je accuser" to this dying society.
2 Chun Zhu purple.
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains are moist, the water is long, and the sun is blushing.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. With the fragrance of flowers, when I close my eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be annoyed, you see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven into a diagonal, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof. The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. Going to the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing hemp fiber and hats. Their thatched cottage is sparse and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In urban and rural areas, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if in a hurry. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms, waist and feet. He led us forward.
3 live bluegrass Wang Weiren
Say goodbye to winter, you walk into March and begin to embrace your own spring.
At this time, the warm wind blows away the gravel in your eyes, and the crystal blue shows broad loyalty, which makes you believe in the return of life and the deep affection of the land. Therefore, the rotating life, once again hold your proud head high and sprinkle a song full of sunshine. ...
Reading your letters over and over again, reading your heart songs page by page, my feelings are integrated with your melody, soft and graceful, and a crop of green velvet bluegrass grows-
That unforgettable memory is really like a desk calendar in front of you; This uninterrupted emotion is as clear as the echo of a clock. ..... On the grassland in May, cattle and sheep were driven by herding horses, scribbling innocent footprints and rolling up rows of diffuse dust. Without one's own beliefs, there is only a blind mission, which cannot be said to be a sad variation. However, your love is still like the clear old Ha River, always flowing with green. No matter how many twists and turns, you should also devote yourself to the surging sea and get eternal rebirth.
Finally, you bid farewell to the frozen winter and entered the spring of budding hope. From the description in your letter, from the works you arranged, from the novels you created ... I believe again and again that the special report published in Hongshan Evening News has re-established your "podium" image, vividly engraved on the spring window, and at the same time planted your faith and loyalty into the fields of millions of people.
The blue grass in spring grows in your heart like this. That refreshing fragrance, on the fault of history, on the grassland of life, writes down your continuous youth. ...
4 Chunjiang news
It is another spring "June 9" and another year of goose yellow and willow green. On the crystal screen covered with snow and ice in the north, the spring breeze interacts and conveys the information of spring. The gurgling spring tide is surging underground, and the vigorous vitality is jumping on the branches. In the first warm and cold season, news of spring can be heard everywhere.
Spring in the Year of the Sheep was conceived in the middle of winter in the Year of the Horse. Before the count of nine, China's land had cut out the window grilles in spring. In the spring thunder of the 16th National Congress of the Communist Party of China, the voice of "building a well-off society in an all-round way" spread from the spring breeze to the north and south of the country. Practitioners of "Theory of Three Represents" waved Kyushu Cloud, boiled the water in the Three Gorges, woven western tapestries and sang revival songs.
The news of spring, the crowing of roosters under the eaves of mountain villages, and in the harvest full of golden ears of wheat, farmers who are ready to cultivate early waved plowshares of green agriculture and ecological agriculture, and planted the hope of a well-off life on the land cultivated for generations.
The news of spring is accompanied by the rise of national industry. We have entered the threshold of "W T O" with confidence. The pace of state-owned enterprise reform began in spring and stood at the forefront of world economic development. We will play successfully.
The news of spring brings the spring of rejuvenating the country through science and technology. Looking back, Shenzhou flew through the clouds to the blue sky, and the maglev train roared all the way carrying the practice of the primary productive force. Looking forward to the future, the century declaration forged by the blueprint of science and technology has won the invitation of the world forest of science and technology with the heroism of a nation, waving the banner of scientific and technological innovation, and we are full of pride and straight all the way.
The news of spring stretched on the banner of hunting and blew the horn of building the army by quality. In the mission of "double historical tasks", our steps are as magnificent as the ice of the river.
The news of spring leaps inside and outside the Great Wall, greening the two sides; The charm of spring inspires the enthusiasm of the sky and intoxicates the teenagers in the military camp; The news of spring lets us do something and keep climbing in the rising season. ...
5 Spring Overture Qian Zhenci
Loud drums, cheerful firecrackers and colorful colors decorate a peaceful and happy atmosphere.
The Lantern Festival in my hometown is like a beautiful fairy, coming with a full face of spring breeze.
The three-way salute, emitting the passion, hospitality and hope of the people in their hometown, lit a pile of lanterns.
A group of eager eyes. Colorful magic bullets, flashing with a smile, fly to the sky; Colorful
Color "Yuanyang egg", jumping around, rolling on the ground, turning in the yard, the ground is a fairy tale reason.
Things. Lanterns beautifully interpret the pages; The sound of firecrackers is played, and the laughter is blossoming; Bursts of songs and flying clouds
Poetry is thriving. ...
Is this lantern parade a dragon or a python? Is this a beauty on earth or a beauty in heaven?
Drunk, drunk in my hometown. She was intoxicated by the swaying melody and the embrace of the Lantern Festival.
In the hometown of "Firewood and Silver Flowers Never Sleeps", your Lantern Festival is an olive and a glass of wine.
spring breeze
The face you kissed is warm; The heart you kissed is fragile. Put down the vertical collar
Yes; Necking and stretching. If spring thunder is the trumpeter of spring, then you are spring.
Flag bearer
Isn't it? Standing in the clouds, you savor romance. Show the green flag and the earth will be full of excitement.
Reread Wu's "Sailing in Guazhou" with deep affection: the red flag flashes and the peach trees are joyfully heavy.
Fuck the busy flowers. A colorful picture of spring unfolds slowly in your hand.
spring rain
A cavity of liquefied emotion, finally unable to resist the temptation of green, resolutely jumped out of the cloud.
In order to catch a spring. The spring breeze twists you into a long line and then throws it at people.
Between. So the blank land has a well-known poem, which is exciting.
It's loud.
Grab a handful of spring rain, birds and flowers will overflow from your fingers; Take a sip of nectar and all your heart valves will fall off.
Bees. Ah, spring rain! Nature's beautician, the earth is full because of you and the world is fresh because of you.
The morning dance pushed open the door and soaked me with fragrance. Is it a colorful cloud on the horizon? Is it the sunshine of willow shoots? Later, I became a spring chaser.
A hurried morning, a hurried traffic, a hurried pedestrian. The dusty and depressing night in the city is now washed clean by the morning fog.
The fog is floating. More and more strong, lost their way, moistened flowers, crisp heart, licked thousands of villages.
Spring fog is a mystery, and Chaoyang has solved it.
Into the embrace of green, embrace the hot sunny spring.
I don't know whether people make spring green or spring awakens people.