A thin thread, shining in the sun ... more, that's decent. How do modern families accommodate cobwebs?
No matter how beautiful, mysterious and meticulous it is, you only need to associate it with all natural creations.
The wonder and surprise of things; These two diaosi should make people blush, and winter is special enough! But smart.
Bright and thin, a bit like silver and a bit like glass fiber, I really don't hate them, especially them.
So free and easy and elegant, it happened that it was intentionally or unintentionally tilted on the branches of plum blossoms.
Look at that silk, the winter sunshine is all over the room, the windows are bright and clean, and every bud is in full bloom.
The half-opened plum blossoms are pretty and fragrant there, and the mood can't help but be confused and ethereal, trembling at that moment.
Swing. As thin as spider silk, it is unnecessary, and thoughts begin to be thrown out; From the past to the future, consciously,
Unconsciously, the plum blossoms in the door frame lead to the universe, and the traces of clouds are uncertain. Is it humanity, art or philosophy,
You have no time to take care of it, you can't stop your emotions from flooding, your thoughts are galloping, but spider silk plum blossoms can be instantaneous.
Thousands of miles!
For example, if you are a spider, you also have your own spider web around you, pulling the world carefully, not afraid of how many times.
Wind and rain will break it, and you won't stop this most basic activity in life. At the moment ... "It's so oblique, the fragrance is not there?
Very clear, " ...
Take plum blossom for example, a string of scarlet knots full of delicate and charming pride is the most lovely and rewarding.
Half-baked, scattered on the old skills, your heart will beat! Plum blossoms are most afraid of opening; There's nothing to say when you open it. Simple disability
Now, the fragrance and fire at night can become a kind of tenderness and sadness.
Yes, that is to say, plum blossom and magnolia. At first, a friend talked about her first love when Magnolia just finished blooming.
The weather is getting warmer every day. I live by the lake, go for a walk in the Woods by the lake every night, and sit quietly on a secluded stone and watch the lights on the other side.
I feel as if only by being alone in a distant city with bright blue sky and cold stars can I grasp my emotions and put them in the most important place.
A handful of reliable and purest thoughts will never blaspheme or disturb those who "sleep and think". That's a pole.
The scene of a young man's first love-the object is slim and lofty, but close to the depth of seeking "self"-he
Ask the girl's mood.
It was here that I suddenly remembered plum blossoms. One branch and two branches, old branches and thin branches, sideways, squatting, shading,
Spray the finest incense; The sun shines on the floor with a faint golden color: the walls are covered with beautiful things, and the books and bookmarks on the shelves seem to be issued.
Speech; The couplet on the wall can't remember whose definite sentence it is; Zhongtiaoling is a poem by Dongpo. You hold your breath, you can hardly breathe,
Looking from the top of the foot, the tiny figure is embedded in the center of the study, looking at the afterglow like a window, and the shadow is swaying. You seem to have lost something, yes.
A little confused. Just like "blame the east wind for looking around", there is no clue! Romantic, extremely romantic. "There are flying flowers everywhere.
Who is sweeping the floor? "You ask, emotional wind blowing, rolling in, stay on the precious flowers. Looking back, the flowers are still there.
Smile and say nothing. "So graceful, who can understand the meaning of flowers?" You are more silent and almost feel the loneliness of flowers with enthusiasm.
Began to pity the flowers and gave all sympathy poetically to the flower heart!
This is not first love, but an era when there is no love and people consciously "understand the meaning of flowers". The difference in mood is not just
There are differences between men and women, and there are also great differences between East and West. Even if the emotions are basically the same, the symbol of emotions, feelings
What the mood places and stops is often different. The connection between water and planetesimals and western emotions has long been a habit.
A star shines in the blue sky, and the first-class cold current pours out a melancholy calm, arousing their poetic feelings.
In the room, she sang sweetly and enthusiastically, "Her eyes are like stars in the evening."
Flash ",or" bright as a single star, shining in the evening ",or" how many times, in the first-class clear water.
Beside, sorrow leans on her drooping face. "
Cherish flowers, be too oriental, be intimate and natural, and be meticulous about human nature. This is the traditional artistic conception of the East.
In addition, they are all the same age, but they jump like joy. At the age of sixteen, the breeze was messy, no.
Decadent, not empty, stand on tiptoe full of hope, but East and West are the same. When people are old, it is misty and rainy.
Reciting or complaining is detrimental to the vividness of poetry. Xiangshan, Jiaxuan, Dongpo, etc. are all white-haired and have beautiful hair, and they are rarely without stalks.
In poetry, at least it is unpleasant. Far away, I just said that I love flowers, and this hobby is inevitable in the East. this
No matter how old the snow branches are, the boudoir is full of eyebrows.
The most precious flower is the "spring red" of begonia, which is delicate and charming, and has passed the residual red all over the ground.
Arouse sympathy and sadness. But even if we have the same flowers in the west, we still lack our porch yard. have
Only after How Deep the Courtyard is, the courtyard has a unique artistic conception. If Li Yian's "Windy Rain" is at the bottom,
If you don't slam the door, you won't be as deep and lovely as "depression"; Li Houzhu's Who Will Come All Day is also one of them.
There is a kind of loneliness. Seeing flowers requires a yard, which is often locked, and there are porch window railings from time to time.
You lean a little, although you don't have to lean on the twelve railings, so careless and boring.
Of course, there is too much sadness in old poems: a poem is like a beautiful securities, which can be cashed at the market price!
Therefore, the courtyard is full of flowers, red sun and dusk, loneliness is too excessive, and honesty is often lost. Western poetry, love stands in front, or
Is it "forgetting" or "remembering"? The moon is for love, and flowers are for love. It's not too boring to make this happen.
Taste. As far as both sides are concerned. Comparing their moonlight with ours, it seems that the taste of moonlight is much deeper and longer.
Not to mention flowers; Our flowers are "not going to be picked to make flower balls or crowns for lovers", but they are one.
Trees are elegant and individual, and accept love songs from the standpoint of lovers.
So the most natural object of unrequited love is flowers, not because of feelings for flowers,-sixteen years old.
There is no emotion-just the conscious emotion mentioned just now. At the top of that beautiful and silent, your heart
Come on, you've moved your feelings for flowers. To be honest, it doesn't matter if you fall in love with flowers-it's amazing ecstasy.
No less than first love. That gaze, that meditation ...
A spider silk! Memory is also the same spider silk, which is pulled out from the branches of plum blossoms when it is put on them, although it is not.
Woven into a dense network, this poetic front and back is the emotional contact separated by more than ten years.
The afternoon sun is still slanting, the courtyard is clear and distant, and the indoor window lattice and plum blossoms are still accompanied.
For design, two spider silk can be regarded as a miracle in winter. Look at it, it's a bit like silver and a bit like glass.
Glass, just hanging on the branches of plum blossoms.