Time flies like water, and it is another year of Qingming Festival.
There is still no warm and peaceful sunshine, only the gray and black haze in the sky and the endless complaints in my heart. Everything was shrouded in darkness and silence.
Childish germination
What I saw at first was just a touch of green next to the gray-black dry tree trunk, which appeared and disappeared. After taking a step or two back, he shyly hid, leaving the skinny wicker dancing feebly in the wind.
"My clothes are wet with apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind is not cold on my face." In the air, there is the smell of moist earth and a faint smell of catkins. I know in my heart that it is the message that spring is about to bloom in my heart, and my heart will be warm. Looking into the distance, my heart longs to fly.
Later, spring was completely angry! The wicker branches are already covered with green leaves, green and green. In the meantime, the catkins reveal their light white down, looking full of vitality and ready to go!
In front of my eyes, I seem to see dazzling white colors flying all over the sky, lighting up the entire black sky...
Vigorous flight
The bright and soft sunshine finally began to shine on the earth. The catkins were out of control, flying vigorously and sonorously in the blue sky, forming a roiling silver wave!
On the way home, they flew over lightly, and I bumped into them from time to time. They stuck to my sweater. I fluttered twice, and they flew upward vigorously. I looked at the catkins going away and walked on the small stone bridge foolishly. Suddenly, a bright white light flashed in the corner of his eye. Looking at the coming and going of light, I turned my head and was stunned. How many catkins were rippling on the lake, forming a vast white ocean! Gradually, a few more flowers floated from a distance and crashed into me. I hurriedly threw out my hand to catch them. But he didn't catch it, and he fluttered in the air repeatedly, but he couldn't succeed. Putting his hands on his knees, he let out a long breath. Looking down, the catkins fell quietly to the water. As soon as they touched the lake water, their light wings immediately shrank. As long as they have wet wings and carry a heavy burden, then, I think, they will never be able to fly again, and there will no longer be any meaning in life.
Don’t you feel regretful and unhappy?
Ah, your willow seeds were sacrificed so needlessly! I simply stared at the tragic white color all over the lake. After studying it for a long time, I still couldn't understand...
I was deeply moved
Gradually, the catkins finally covered the entire lake. I smiled numbly, mocking their foolish persistence in filling the sea.
But this time, I was wrong.
Billions of catkins are still floating in the wind, as if they want to pounce on me. Their fighting spirit was high and they sang triumphant songs. Unfortunately, bad luck pulls them into the water. However, they did not stick to any water droplets. Because the floating grass in the water was already covered with catkins, so that no one would stick to it for those who came after. Look, facing the warm spring breeze, they are flying again, flying higher and higher, flying farther and farther... They are still so light and full of infinite vitality!
It is the endlessly entangled aquatic plants that hold up billions of catkins, building a lifeline and getting rid of the shackles of bad water. , suddenly, the fish in the water smashed open a hole and stuck its head out. But, you see, that will eventually be filled in by successors. The white grew brighter and brighter, until I could hardly open my eyes.
Gradually, I saw you in that beautiful white light - an angry and passionate person. I see you writing furiously with your blood burning, regenerating weeds and resurrecting Ah Q, sometimes hesitating, sometimes shouting with all your heart, and how many boundless waves you stir up in one moment!
I see that you have laid a solid foundation for the nation’s path forward, and I feel in your heart that this nation, as silent as stagnant water, will eventually be reborn!
A willow tree is a nation, a strong and unyielding nation! For every catkin, there is greatness. Whether they are devotees or continuators of the nation. The national fire of a generation will never be extinguished!
I walked quickly down the small stone bridge and suddenly saw how many catkins were intertwined in the grass, forming a tenacious and unyielding weaving of life! One blob, another blob and another blob.
I was stunned again. I looked up and saw catkins covering the entire lawn...