Time flies, in mid-April, spring blossoms. The clouds in the sky are idle, and the changes in light time are flying. It's sunshine, half melancholy and half happiness.
I think, in this season, it is gentle but indifferent, more like a mood, bright with hope, but a little dim.
The scenery spread to distant places. Besides clouds, there are birds flying in the sky. Although there is no trace left, the birds sing, making the mountains green and the flowers fall.
Falling into the pond, it broke the ripples, and the wind gently blew away the fine ripples. Everything was so natural, as if all the past came and went naturally.
0 1, spring is very quiet, and people travel in a world of pictorial.
I just stood quietly in the light. It's beautiful not to talk.
Because I know that time will pass, I want to seize this, every beautiful moment.
Spring is getting quiet, and the east wind is getting warmer every day. There is also a bit of laziness in the vitality, which makes the season seem a bit long. The story of time is immersed in hope, making the grass sprout and the water overflow.
Walking into the scenery in April, take a deep breath, and the plants and trees are fragrant into the heart. There are faint flowers and fragrant places, and there are even dozens of miles of green smoke floating out of the wilderness.
The beauty of the earth and mountains turned into a painting. Peach blossoms, pear blossoms, rape blossoms and February orchids are constantly being renovated, which amazes the time and softens our eyes.
Swim in the painting, watch the butterfly dance and witness the flowers bloom and fall. With a cheerful mood, the world will be bright, the heart will be calm and the crowd will be calm. You walk through the flowers and enjoy all the beauty. In an instant, you are integrated with the picture.
I always thought that spring was long, the wind was blowing, and the misty rain had gone to most of it. I have a summer look in the eyes of that stranger, but I don't know that this day is ready to change seasons, just don't tell me.
Many things in life, like this weather, are hot and cold, or warm and dark, which masks the appearance of the season. Only when we wake up, do we find that another season has passed.
So what? Spring goes and summer comes, so it's natural and leisurely. It's leisurely and prosperous here. Regardless of the years, it comes and goes in a hurry. As long as you want it, it is a post station in spring, full of flowers and happiness.
02. Fold branches and paint spring, and quietly enter summer.
Recall what is the most fascinating thing. The first one is to draw a skirt with folded branches. It's hard to recall the past. Who in my memory painted a picture with sparse artistic conception on a plain white skirt with the method of folding branches of landscape painting?
The most ecstasy is always love, and that deep feeling is the poetry of a simple heart in plain notes.
Nowadays, it is also a kind of fate to stop, get along with flowers seriously and whisper to them.
It's almost summer, and you will find that time waits for no one, and things have changed, which is always normal.
Maybe in summer, people are not so sentimental. By that time, time flies, time flows tirelessly, the blue walls are covered with moss, the banana rolls are withered, the cool wind blows gently, and a few shallow birds sing, attracting a large number of cicadas. Since then, insects and birds have been noisy in flowers and trees, enjoying themselves in the shade of bamboo, with pure, light and fragrant colors. All this will come back to life.
What if spring goes and spring comes, and you get drunk in summer? I don't know what to do, I don't know what to do, time is like a dream, the dream blooms, the dream falls, the dream enters the dust, and it will bloom again.
Sitting by the window, listening to the wind and rain, watching the waves roll and the sea of flowers surge, enjoying a romantic place with flowers and looking for happiness.
Let yourself love this season, just like the love of vegetation for time, and forget yesterday, the wind and smoke in the old town, and the people who have been waiting at the head of the city. The sleeves are full of past winds.
03, the wind should slow down into summer, and the shadows are heavy.
In the past, the so-called slowness was nothing more than the swaying of flowers and shadows, nothing more than the darkness of the strip and the absence of pedestrians. The small shop selling soybean milk is steaming, and you are sad when you walk through poetry and painting.
The season is about to enter summer, and Fan Dacheng's poem is the best expression: "Plums are ripe in the window, and bamboo shoots come from under the forest wall. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. It's sunny before summer feels deep. "
Time is like a book, and your mind is as calm as ever. Just read slowly, and you don't need to ask why time flies so fast.
At that time, you can choose a quiet place, cook time and tea slowly, make a pot of dreams, pour it gently, drink it slowly, sweep away the noise and distractions, sit opposite the time, listen to the wind, smell the fragrance, and put your heart in a cool place.
I am also glad that along the way, I met and saw all the beautiful things, with no boundaries and winding clouds, which outlined the poetry of life.
Those beauties, whether you look at them or not, are all here, and those faint sorrows and feelings are also here. They are deep in the shade. When you pass by, you will find that the light of your heart is with you. From then on, you can have a good drink with time.
There are always some emotions that can't be expressed in words, so they can only be exiled to the wind and let it fall.
In this season, it is better not to complain about parting, to be a quiet petal, to be buried in the soil, or to be silent, or to nourish the bonus of next year.
In fact, every fulfillment in the world is a relief from life, which can be as gorgeous as summer flowers or as silent as falling flowers and dust.
"Ten miles of apricot blossoms and rain, all the way to the wine flag wind." The story about spring can never be told. Apricot blossom rain, wine flag wind, spring can be clean, you can throw away everything, make room for spring flowers and your own stories.
When the season enters summer, let's follow our mood, go on a date, see a splendid summer flower and enjoy the quiet beauty under the green forest tree!
04, the days are always new, and the future is not far away.
Life never mistreats a person with a beautiful heart, and future luck is the foreshadowing of your spring.
The fleeting wind blows gently, and how many untouchable stories drift away; How many vows never leave, and finally wait, how many flowers insist on not dying, just for the inner expectation and the perfection of love.
Memory is a flowing landscape, people will always feel sad in time, and the wind of years will always make a pool of clear water in life. All previous stories are suitable for collection and aftertaste.
Pick up the fallen flowers in front of the court, put them in the basket, put them in front of the window, and let the fragrance sleep.
With a grateful heart, such as flowers, trees and clouds, walk through this journey of mountains and rivers and criss-crossing buildings, and don't let yourself get lost in the pursuit.
In a romantic farewell, melancholy dust and lost time can't drown out inner love, and the cold world, with a smile all the way, profoundly interprets the gathering and dispersion of life and the impermanence of things.
This is the most beautiful April day in the world, with strong fireworks. Find a beautiful thing, do what you want to do, meet someone, or watch a flower fall while the sun is just right.
You know, spring is followed by summer, and behind beauty is not necessarily beautiful. Cherish time and do what you like, it will also be a brilliant flower in life.
Thank you for reading. Mozi looks forward to cooperating with you.