1. Butterfly-like snowflakes fly gently, bringing unique scenery this season. She came lightly, she came slowly, and she came without makeup and gauze. This winter's elves have come to dress up our world. Can winter be called winter without snow? Wherever her skirt goes, the snowy plain is as quiet as a virgin, the snowy peaks are cold, the Yushu Qionghua is in full bloom, and the air is particularly gentle. Under her gentle comfort, all the restlessness began to subside, and the earth was quiet and peaceful, just like a baby sleeping in its mother's arms. In this world of silver makeup, this dazzling whiteness eclipses the sky. In this quiet white, what impetuous worries are we unable to let go? When our restless hearts calm down, we can feel how colorful the falling snowflakes are. What kind of flowers in the world can be as atmospheric as snowflakes? What kind of flowers can be as chic as snowflakes? "Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees"-this is the brilliance of snow; "Northland scenery, thousands of miles frozen, Wan Li snow floating, looking at the inside and outside of the Great Wall, and I am boundless, the river rises and falls, I lost the surging"-this is the spectacular snow; "The window contains autumn snow in Xiling, at the gate of Wu Dong Wan Li boating"-this is the beauty of snow; "Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes the spring. It is already a cliff full of ice, and there are beautiful flowers "-this is the romance of snow; "There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths"-this is the loneliness and seclusion of Xue. In fact, what I like best is "there is a ray of green in the old bottle and a trace of red in the quiet stove;" It feels like snow outside at dusk. How about a glass of wine inside? " This artistic conception. Two old friends, sitting around a small red stove in a thatched cottage with low clouds at dusk, asked questions in a warm and concerned voice. It's just that in today's society, although there are many wines, there are few stoves and bosom friends are hard to find. This artistic conception is even more difficult to appreciate.
2. Scenery
This is not a small town in the south of the Yangtze River. Naturally, there would be no running water, and there would be no clear scenery.
This is the Yellow River Valley where the Chinese nation was born. It is said that Dayu once trudged here when he was controlling water.
The mountains and rivers here are as beautiful as Zhong Ling, the cottages here are quiet and ancient, the mountains and rivers here are lush, the ponds here are sparkling, the smoke here lingers in the mountains, the smoke here rises above the stockade in the morning and evening, the mountains here are connected with the sky, the water is connected with the mountains, and the landscape plants, ancient buildings and folk customs are all smart in the simple and natural ecological environment.
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The turbulent and turbid Yellow River roared eastward from the front of the stockade, like a thick and lascivious torrent, raging wildly and dirty, eroding the heavy and silent riverbed.
The stockade is located on the hillside on the south bank of the Yellow River. On the other side are towering mountains, steep peaks, beautiful deep valleys and turbulent rapids. In the waters not far from the south bank, a whirlpool with high waves and deep water naturally forms. "Woo-hoo" wails day and night in the valley, as if telling people who have lived here for generations that "the flood is merciless".
The wide water surface is like soft and shiny silk, and the simple and simple boat is like scissors. Cut this silk bit by bit. Look at the pond when there is no wind. Looks like a long sleep. The simple lotus-picking and fish-feeding boat woke up here and slept there again. Only when the storm comes, scratching everywhere, seemingly sleeping pond will laugh. Fish swim leisurely in the pond, seemingly shallow, but can't catch it. On the contrary, it stirred the calm pool water and caused ripples. There are always one or two drops of water on the lotus leaf, which are occasionally touched by fish immersed in the pond, and the crystal drops fall into the pool with a bang. The reflections of green lotus, stockade, mountain peaks and white clouds tremble in the water and stare for a long time, as if they were in a psychedelic crystal palace. Clusters of huge thick green lotus leaves float on the water, which can't be said to be a lotus in the water, nor a piece of water in the lotus. A waterfowl that rises suddenly, or a fish that accidentally jumps into the water, will make the beautiful images of mountains and stockades reflected in the water tremble and intoxicate.
Three Seasons
Sometimes, it is raining outside, but the sun is shining in my heart; Sometimes, it is sunny outside, but it is raining. There are many things in the world for you to taste in comparison. The heart is clear, and the rain is clear; When the heart is raining, sunny is also rain.
However, no matter what kind of story, it will be unforgettable when it rains. Rain has a magic power: it can diffuse into a mood, penetrate into an atmosphere and engrave a memory. Of course, sometimes it can be a disaster.
Sandstorms in spring, boredom in summer and dryness in autumn all make people pray for rain. A rain can also make the air fresher and the streets brighter. "Spring rain is as expensive as oil", and it is not just farmers who are eager for rain.
When it rains, there is neither the sun nor the moon, but people don't think much. Maybe it's because the rainy season is not cold, so it's good to let the sun cool for a while. Rainy nights have a charm that moonlit nights don't have. Sometimes I can't help but think of Li Shangyin's famous sentence "When * * * cuts the candle at the west window, we talk about the rain at night".
Walking in the light rain is more pleasant. Listening to the rustling sound when the rain gently beats the broad leaves of Populus davidiana or Platanus acerifolia, the beauty that moistens the bottom of my heart is hard to compare with even the elegant melody of whispering under Richard Clayderman's piano in autumn.
Nature's uncanny workmanship is really unparalleled.
A couple walking in an alley, the scene is very ordinary. But on rainy days, holding a light blue umbrella in your hand and wearing a beige trench coat, the effect is completely different. At first glance, Youth in the Rain is an enduring picture.
In the north, there are not many rainy days 365 days a year. So if there is poetic rain or poetic rain every day, I feel curious.
"Big Four" Prose
I'm looking for you in the early spring wind/I can feel my dazzling persistence/the faint fragrance of flowers dancing with the wind/accompanied by my affectionate cry/when a flower falls in front of you/please look up/you know/that's the guiding sign of my soul/I will go with it!
I followed the midsummer rain to find you/Even though there are thousands of waters in Qian Shan/You can still touch my deep concern/Like the summer rain/If a drop of rain falls on your cheek/Please call my name/You know/That's the last tear I shed for you/I will follow it!
I look at you along the frost in late autumn/I look forward to being with you before your promise fades/If you look at it at dusk/There is a touch of afterglow of the sunset shining on you/It makes you feel very hot/Please open your eyes/You know/That's the last ray of light from my eyes looking for you/I will fly with the light of your eyes!
I want to hug you in the winter snow/when you pray for me in white piety/the world of soul is covered with thick snow/waiting for your warmth to melt/I will pick the budding Saussurea involucrata on the Tianshan Mountains/tie it at your beginning/then step on the winter snow with your hand/follow the autumn frost/follow the summer rain/walk towards the spring breeze/cross all the year round/follow my dripping footprints/take you back! ……
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I like watching reeds and reeds in the lake. That's where my dream was born and where I began to have dreams and ideals. The green lake, the dense reeds in the lake and the reeds like snow accompany me on the journey of life.
When spring comes, friends paddle boats and ripple in the lake. Looking at the reeds that are greener every day, listening to the songs of egrets and counting the wild duck eggs among the reeds; Chase the fish in the water and learn from the birds in the trees by the lake.
In summer full of joy and enthusiasm, the reeds in the lake are green. The wind wrinkled the mirror-like lake and blew the blue waves on the Lu Lin; I'm so happy. The fish in the water chase and play. When I mention fish, I sing late, and the sunset is intoxicated. At this time, you can see flowers blooming and butterflies flying on the grass by the lake; Green leaves grow branches, dragonflies dance and birds sing happily.
Autumn wind blows, reed flowers are like snowflakes, and the green on the lake is mixed with white; On the original ground, the sheep fluttered and the horses exulted; The corn, soybeans, ears of grain and sorghum in the field are all heavy golden yellow and crimson. Dan Qing's moving pictures and exciting new songs.
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Standing on Kunming Lake in the Summer Palace, the green water touched my heart. Let me feel the romance of spring. Spring has come, and the earth is full of vitality. I saw the yellow willow, the purple peach, the green grass and the blue sky.
Looking forward to the spring rain. I like bridges in the rain, apricot trees in the rain, distant mountains in the rain, boats on lakes in the rain, and water curtains fluttering under the eaves in the rain. There are pedestrians in the rain, umbrellas in the rain, and looking around in the rain. ......
When I approached the sea, her blue intoxicated me, white waves excited me, seagulls flying freely made me fantasize, and there was a sunny island with green and purples in it. ......
At night, the rough waves came from the pillow, and I fell asleep with them on my pillow. ......
At dawn, I heard Haiyan singing. ......
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