Spring has come and everything is revived. It was cloudy yesterday afternoon. According to past experience, it should be a continuous spring rain. As the old saying goes, "Spring rain is as expensive as oil". In the past two days, droughts have been reported all over the country. People are eager for a continuous spring rain, wet and dry land, and sow timely rain for that spring. The snow that just fell in winter didn't come, and the first rain came quietly this spring. Just like some unexpected beauty in life, it may come quietly when you forget it and have no hope.
When I got down to the stairwell door in the morning, I suddenly realized that it rained last night. The ground is wet, the sky is still sprinkled with thin raindrops, and there is some cool moisture on my face. The cool sky is mixed with the breath of spring. The first gentle breeze and drizzle came quietly this spring. Maybe I didn't notice it when I slept last night.
One year is in spring; Ten thousand yuan to start again. People go out to breathe some air and enjoy the spring brought by nature. I walked along the usual morning route to the flood wall by the river, and the cool air came against my face. In the cold winter, morning exercises have stopped for almost a month. I haven't been here long, and I'm a little strange to the ever-changing changes. Walking west along the wide Limin Road, I saw the riverbank that was just demolished in the second half of last year. Those shabby old houses have disappeared. According to the preliminary results of the second section of Binjiang Avenue, a rubble subgrade appeared in front of us. I casually climbed the flood control wall and walked along the willows of different sizes planted on the river bank. Crystal clear water drops hung on the willow branches, and the tender branches gradually sprouted new buds. Two small petals, yellow and green, make people feel warm in the cold wind. There are branches hanging in the middle of the road, dangling. It swaggered through the city, attracting the attention of passers-by and announcing the arrival of spring.
Willow seems to whisper to people; I began to hibernate and woke up after a short rest, showing youthful vitality, and the buds began to turn blue quietly. Green branches hung on their heads, and tiny velvet flowers braved the branches. The longer the willow branches grow, the greener they are. They are soft and continuous, graceful and high-spirited, rippling in the breeze, like the long hair of a girl who has just bathed, which makes vilen look particularly beautiful in spring. "Willow green hangs down, flowers stir the sky", and willow flutters in the spring breeze. Willow branches rippling in the wind, caressing our faces gently, making people laugh. Remind people of the arrival of early spring and February. Enjoy the warm spring breeze and bring a fresh and refreshing whisper.
Willow has unparalleled adaptability, and many fibrous roots are deeply rooted in the soil, extending in all directions and hugging the earth tightly. It is not as tall and straight as pine trees, nor as tall and unyielding as poplar trees. Branches usually grow in two or three meters from the trunk. When catkins dance in the spring breeze and kiss the earth, after a "spring rain", they will give birth to buds and grow into young trees in a few years. Smooth and soft branches hang like silk tapestries. Willow leaves are solitary and alternate, and the leaves are long and narrow, but the width is suitable, which looks like a girl's slender eyebrows, just like "a petal is like her face, and a willow leaf is like her eyebrows". More importantly, many fibrous roots are deeply rooted in the soil and extend in all directions. Slim willow branches and cotton wool, like the skirts played by beautiful young women who can sing and dance, are scattered in the arms of the vast Yuan Ye.
Whispers of spring
Seeing things and thinking about people, I can't help but think of the willow trees by the pond in front of my hometown. The pond is surrounded by willows on three sides, while lying on its back on the surface of the pond. Numerous hair roots are deeply rooted in the land next to the pond, and some bare hair roots protrude along the pond. At this time, from the trunk, there are green branches and willows, and 10 thousand green silk tapestries hang down, all hanging on the surface of the pond. The breeze blew and swayed from side to side, and catkins hung on the branches, which amused the ducklings floating on the water. Ducks wander under willows, occasionally whispering and chatting with wickers. Ducks always stretch their necks and naturally open their flat mouths, full of saliva. If you want to eat yellow-green flowers with catkins in full bloom, ducks floating on the water will never get to their mouths. Ducks fighting with each other are chirping and making noise. Have a plenty of sleep. A duck was silent and thoughtful, while two ducks ducked and croaked about their feelings. Most of them still play leisurely and wholeheartedly with the company of Xiao Liu.
The growth of slender willows in early spring and February is always so uniform that people can imagine.
[Tang] What is "Liu Yong"
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
I stood on the flood wall for a long time, and in the light rain, they were tall again in the spring breeze; The weeping willows by the river are green and pretty, swaying in front of our eyes in the breeze on the river. Looking at the boats on the river, they are busy on the golden waterway, and a picture of early spring is presented to people. The scenery here is unique. Such a dream blends the scene of spring. It also makes people look forward to a beautiful spring. Call for the arrival of spring!
I like spring, I like to see the thriving creatures around me, I like to listen to the murmur of the river 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. Spring girl quietly came to the world, clothed the earth with green clothes, sprinkled drizzle and gently washed the earth. When we came to the suburbs, flowers and trees everywhere grew tender leaves and buds, blossomed, and there were patches of tender grass on the ground. Swallows fly from the south and chirp in the sky, as if to say, "The scenery in spring is really beautiful!" " The air is fresh, and I like the spring here. "Flying freely on the lake, occasionally touching the water with the tip of the tail, rippling around. Small fish in the river play in the green waves, and a few bubbles pop up from time to time in their mouths, and ducklings swim happily on the water. Many colorful butterflies stand on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beauty of flowers. Bright flowers attract many bees. They show their beautiful dances to the earth on colorful flowers. The flowers were intoxicated and danced gently. A cool breeze blew gently, and I couldn't help stopping to savor the fragrance. Those yellow willows were unconsciously distorted by the breeze.
I like spring, I like to see the thriving creatures around me, I like to listen to the murmur of the river 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. Spring girl quietly came to the world, clothed the earth with green clothes, sprinkled drizzle and gently washed the earth. When we came to the suburbs, flowers and trees everywhere grew tender leaves and buds, blossomed, and there were patches of tender grass on the ground. Swallows fly from the south and chirp in the sky, as if to say, "The scenery in spring is really beautiful!" " The air is fresh, and I like the spring here. "Flying freely on the lake, occasionally touching the water with the tip of the tail, rippling around. Small fish in the river play in the green waves, and a few bubbles pop up from time to time in their mouths, and ducklings swim happily on the water. Many colorful butterflies stand on the beautiful flower heads, as if praising the beauty of flowers. Bright flowers attract many bees. They show their beautiful dances to the earth on colorful flowers. The flowers were intoxicated and danced gently. A cool breeze blew gently, and I couldn't help stopping to savor the fragrance. Those yellow willows were unconsciously distorted by the breeze.
I feel relaxed and happy in the spring environment. I really want to become a bird, fly to the sky and look down on the earth, and enjoy the miracles created in spring. The arrival of Miss Spring has brought a new scene to the earth, full of vitality and hope everywhere, dazzling everywhere, singing birds and flowers, which makes me seem to have entered a fairyland.
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.
The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.
The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.
In a blink of an eye, the severe winter passed and spring quietly came to the world. Spring is a beautiful season and a poetic season; Spring means a vibrant beginning. Since ancient times, poets have loved and praised spring because of its pleasant scenery. Strolling through the garden of ancient poetry and poetry, I can see the colorful poems of Wing Chun, which is dizzying. Just pick a few, take your time, and you will be intoxicated before you know it.
"There are songbirds in the court trees, and red and green help spring to go to the distant forest. Suddenly there are good poems, and it is difficult to find syntax. " This is "Spring Day" by the Song Dynasty poet Chen. This poem describes the scene of a spring morning. Ears are full of birds, eyes are full of green branches, green and red help each other, and the fragrance is attractive. With a few strokes of the poet, a picture of spring is presented to the readers. Then, the poet simply stopped writing, stopped describing spring scenery and turned to lyricism. Spring is full of inspiration, but the mysterious poet uses the evasive word "hard to find" to induce readers to feel spring. This method of combining reality with reality leaves readers with great imagination.
"Far eyes go with the day, and the setting sun shines on the tree. Dogs know where to bark. People walk halfway up the mountain. " This is "Spring Day" by Yang Wanli, a poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. This poem is about a scene of the Spring Festival Evening. Sunset covers trees, green land meets the sky, dogs bark happily, and people come home late. This poem is naturally appropriate and ingenious. It brings readers into a panoramic atmosphere of spring, with its beauty, gorgeous color, rich flavor and harmonious sound. During this period, people will open their hearts and sing heartily.
"Spring water newborn milk swallow, wasp small tail flapping flowers. The window contains a far color, and the fish hold the incense hook near the rocky mountain. " This is the South Garden written by Li He, a poet in the Tang Dynasty. The spring in Nanyuan is full of vitality and interest. Water is born in spring, milk swallows, bees pick flowers to make honey, and fish hold hooks to feed. These are all scenery with spring characteristics, and the foreground goes straight into the study through the window, which makes people feel comfortable and happy. This poem is vivid, fresh and elegant, and it is refreshing to read.
"Old trees cover short eaves, and the staff helps me cross the bridge east. The clothes are wet with apricot flowers and rain, and the face is not cold. " This is a quatrain written by Zhi Nan, a monk in the Southern Song Dynasty. This is a quatrain describing a spring outing. The beautiful spring scenery aroused the wandering of monks, so I went out of the temple to see the spring scenery. Traveling by a small tent boat, the boat is moored under an old tree and strolls on the east side of Chenopodium Bridge. Although it is straightforward, the ship is anchored in the shade of ancient trees. This painting is very elegant and simple, quite like an ancient literati painting in China. The last two sentences accurately and concisely show the beautiful and pleasant scenes of apricot blossom, light rain, willow dancing and warm east wind in spring, and are famous sentences that have been passed down through the ages. This poem is integrated with scenery, things and heart. The poet grasped the characteristics of Spring Breeze and Spring Rain and slightly exaggerated them, thus revealing his inner joy and love for nature.
"The grass grows in February and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. " This is "Village Residence" written by Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty. The first sentence and the second sentence vividly describe the nature in spring and write the beautiful and charming scenery unique to the countryside in spring. In February, the spring is bright, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willow tips brush the shore, as if intoxicated in the beautiful spring. The third and fourth sentences describe a vivid scene of a group of lively children flying kites in beautiful spring. Their laughter makes spring more energetic. This poem is clear and clear, and it is practiced with words. The whole poem is filled with cheerful emotions, giving readers a beautiful emotional infection.
The spring rain is continuous and gentle. It moistens the earth, caresses it and whispers to it. When people are unconscious, they quietly merge into a river and accumulate into a deep pool. Ah, it is the spring rain that brings green life to the pool.
However, if you lean down and look closely, you will find that there are scattered yellow in the pleasing colors, which is the trace left by last winter. You may sigh: "A fly in the ointment!" Yes, who will be in a good mood when looking at those few broken limbs and flagging grasses? However, you might as well cut off the yellow winter clothes, and you will find something more novel. It's green inside! It turns out that yellow grass is also gestating, gestating a better spring.
I finally understand why the colors in spring are so rich: it is the colored pens in the hands of Miss Chun who are waving diligently; It is naive children who dress naive; It is a grass that is silently bred and ignored by people. People who enjoy the color of spring, what have you contributed to the color of spring?
Write Spring (1)
Grandpa Dongse sent away the cold of the earth, and Miss Chun came 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 girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand.
With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.
In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.
The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.
Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!
In spring, animals also wake up from a deep sleep. The grass began to sprout, and the land was full of thriving scenes. At first glance, there is a green scene everywhere, just like a watercolor painting.