"It's a day in March. It's warm and sunny in Shan Yu in spring. The night is shallow to the moon, and the fragrance is light with the wind. " Mixed with catkins floating in the wind, the sky is spectacular like a small flower with heavy snow. In March, the sky is clear and Wan Li clouds are clear, and the snow is as deep as winter. Spring always gives people too many illusions, including the splendor of winter, the splendor of summer and the aestheticism of autumn. In poetry and painting, the world is like heaven. In the dreamlike world, lingering complex, accompanied by the touch of spring breeze, makes people imagine a beautiful life.
"In March, the flowers are good and the grass is fresh." Spring has just arrived, and the spring scenery blooming all over the mountains is thriving. At first glance, everything is green, mixed with some red, blue, yellow and white wild flowers and weeds, which constitutes a magnificent human scene. Knowing the spring, Yan came to the willow tip to sing, and the blue dye was drunk in Qingxi.
The gurgling mountain stream is touching this spring note, reaching out and touching it, and it is still a little cold. The best thing is at noon, when the sun is the most poisonous, come to the stream, listen to the singing of the stream, and drink a cold spring water, which is refreshing, as if it instantly penetrates the blood, and the breath of spring blooms from head to toe.
"Good rain knows the season, when spring comes". The spring rain is fine, the breeze is blowing, and you are on cloud nine. Walking in the spring rain reminds people of the scene of "green bamboo hat, green hemp fiber, no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle" Spring rain always begins a new day. Everything that has been baptized by the spring rain is very clear, and in the picturesque artistic conception, people think of going deep into the distant mountains.
Green dye, the distant mountains are green and huddled together, one piece of pine and cypress is connected with another, and one piece of pine and cypress surrounds the mountain. Spring is coming, the pine and cypress are green, and this is the rock seen nearby. Spring has come. It is surrounded by many unknown grasses and turns green. The whole mountain exudes fragrance, which is faint grass fragrance and charming eyes.
When spring comes, there is no hurry. I wish I didn't leave in such a hurry. I can still taste the beauty of spring in spring. What can I ask for in life?