Shu Ting
Friend, it's spring.
Dispel sadness and dry tears.
Smile at the sun
Although there is no torrent of flowers yet
Wash away the shackles of winter
plastered
Floods in plains and canyons
Although there is no birdsong waterfall yet
Splash thousands of silver beads.
Scattered in the foggy dawn
Rolling in on the boulevard at dusk.
But wait.
Once it thunders,
Dark clouds fled in a hurry.
That is the most beautiful and beautiful dream.
Maybe it will come brilliantly overnight.
Yes, it's still a little cold.
And cold troubles
If you listen carefully
On the five old peaks, the wind is still whistling.
Trembling valley
As if wailing together
But there are some little cuckoos.
Like a flame that can't be extinguished
Wen nuan Tian di
Even the clouds are no longer floating.
Let me put it this way, my friend.
The reason why spring is beautiful and rich.
Because it passed the final chill.
2. The voice of the country
Xu zhimo
The boat floated slowly in the shade of weeping willows-
A cool breeze in early autumn,
Blow up the velvet on the water,
The voice of the rural areas on both sides of the strait is blowing.
I was resting alone in the window of the boat,
Looking at the waves of the river,
Listening to the sound of distance,-
Once again, it is a tacit understanding with childhood scenes!
This is the call of a crisp child.
There are many jobs on the farm.
Dogs barking and chickens crowing by the bamboo fence:
But this unprovoked sadness and sadness!
White clouds are flying in the blue sky;
I want to put the annoying age,
I want to put hate love,
Entrust and infinite emptiness ―― disappearance;
Reply to my simple and beautiful childlike innocence:
Like a spoonful of cold spring in the valley,
Like a bald-headed milk magpie in the breeze,
Like grass flowers in Chi Pan, they are natural and vivid.
3. to nature
There are countless bright rhythms floating in the sky.
follow conventionality
The passage of time is sometimes like a song
When you're thinking here,
Happy times are like memories.
Stay away.
I won't miss you.
But I long for your love and comfort.
When nature is full of vitality
It's hard to describe my love.
Like yesterday's sunshine, today is like you at this time.
Keep me.
It must be summer.
A wonderful story matures in the rainy season.
Greet you like a spring breeze man
Surround you with a forgotten and locked heart
Say meet again after a long separation
Enough to make you cry.
Like an ancient road full of weather.
There is only one voice echoing.
Endless green connects Yan Yan's miles.
Will not stop.
Green is graceful, and red is delicate and charming.
It is grace that holds it up.
It's cold, it's fierce, it's lonely practice.
It is the pride of the strugglers.
Your warm world
Belongs to a brave man and an innocent girl.
Winter and wisdom
A cheerful bird belongs to a flowing stream.
The hot sun and the coast
Belongs to the pictographic olive tree
belong to me
And my favorite jungle.
When there are butterflies dancing on the green Yuan Ye.
Just like when you were a kid.
When the night lies quietly by the river.
Wandering like a dream
I'm looking for a long detour
When the fields of dawn
Someone walked in front of the bright spring.
When the wind blows over and over again
To help the silent wilderness
What arm do you touch this with?
Warm and elegant
I walked out of the years.
Follow the rut to the sunny hillside
run quickly
Expect swamp
Keep moving
That open heart is in the drizzle.
Show a charming vastness
The majestic mountains are under beautiful scenery.
Come with me.
A clenched hand with rough arms.
Wave the sun!
4. Golden autumn
New Di
The garden smells of red fruit.
On the farmers' threshing floor, tall rice piles were piled into pieces.
Pull a net full of laughter and open the fishermen's faces.
Cold clothes warm the hearts of soldiers.
After sunset, pick up thin stone tablets.
Throw it on the reed surface.
No matter how deep it is, it is very shallow here.
Look at a line of geese carrying golden autumn.
5. The color of nature
The colors of nature,
Beyond any painter's description,
It's so realistic,
So fresh.
Goose yellow feathers in spring,
Covered with vast fields.
In early summer, the leaves are green,
Slowly, their green color is getting stronger and stronger.
In autumn, the leaves slowly turn yellow and fall.
It makes people feel very lost.
It snows in winter,
Make the earth wrapped in silver and extraordinarily enchanting.
In fact, the most skillful craftsman in nature is flowers.
Throughout the year, flowers paint colorful pictures for nature.
Spring, the yellow of winter jasmine, the pink of peach blossom;
In summer, Chinese rose flowers are red.
Occasionally, several white plants are particularly enchanting.
The lotus in the pond is not weak,
Whether it's a lotus leaf,
Or the red and pink of the lotus,
They are all charming.
Petunias crawling in autumn can be seen everywhere.
Whether it is purple or red, it is so simple and lovely.
Chrysanthemums are the most unforgettable, one by one,
Flowers are in full bloom, white as snow,
Pink as the sky, yellow as gold,
Winter is the season when plum blossoms bloom.
It's red with dots,
It is even more charming against the white snow.
Perhaps the most difficult thing to describe is the color of the sky.
Whether it's gold at sunrise or gold at sunset,
Or the clear elegance of blue sky and white clouds.
Are unforgettable.
I love nature,
Love colorful nature more.
6. "Naturally you are beautiful"
Happiness is like spring.
Ten thousand meters is sunny.
The breeze caressed the warmth.
The green leaves are fresh
get up early
I was attracted by the sweet sound on the road.
It turned out to be an urban environmental sprinkler.
Shuttle through the streets
After cleaning the car
Sprinklers also made their debut.
That's like XX drops of water.
Gorgeous landing.
With the extension of the sprinkler
That wet street
The road was shrouded in dense gas.
In the morning light
The water drops that didn't fall to the ground flashed colorful light in the air.
The air is full of the smell of water droplets.
That tastes purer than manna.
thick
Standing on the zebra crossing of the road
Look at the sprinklers coming and going.
Listen to sweet music.
A good mood arises spontaneously.
Feel the beauty of spring deeply
The warmth of the city
One day is in the morning.
this morning
Give me a reason to be happy.
happy
From the first light of dawn
A sprinkler with music.
From the roadside
I don't know what flowers to put
No wonder this year's Daqing is different from previous years.
Dust-free weather
I want to work with city sprinklers.
Close relationship, right?
This day
It's all sunny.
There is no sign of rain.
but
in the afternoon
Natural sprinkler
Spray nectar on the earth from the distant sky
Huge drops of water
flying all over the sky
Then land freely.
How can its grandeur compare with the dawn sprinkler?
It has no fixed streets.
Alley of justice
But spilled nectar on it.
Some thirsty grass
Spilled
Some new green trees have just opened.
There are also artificial flowers.
It has no selfishness.
I don't even think about what is natural.
Be in charge of it.
That's artificial. That's not his job.
It doesn't share, nor does it share.
No discrimination
Scatter the water droplets evenly where needed.
Hum a tune in a falling tone.
Sing in a low voice
This natural sprinkler
More beautiful than the music of dawn
Can arouse spring thoughts.
It is also like a sprinkler at dawn.
Aft carefully spraying that spray position,
I stopped.
Disappear into the infinite universe
Left a fresh one.
The streets and alleys are clean.
Flowers and trees moisten.
The air is fresh.
Walk behind the sprinkler
Looking at the crystal drops of water on the leaves.
Look at the grass under your feet again.
The grass seems to be a little tall.
Fragrant water drops hung on the new buds.
Water drops are round.
Shine like a priceless diamond
Set in green velvet.
Sincerely sigh
Nature, you are so beautiful.
The sun is still shining.
No, because of the sprinklers
And temporarily darken.
It has kind eyes.
Had communication with the sprinkler.
It observed the whole process of sprinkling water.
Must be happier than us.
or
Why are your eyes so hot?
How can family ties be so touching?
Walking in the sunshine of ten thousand meters.
Walking in the street after the rain
Happiness continues the happiness of the morning.
Feel happy for dripping water.
7. Dialogue with nature
The sharp teeth of the excavator gnawed at the hill.
Gluttonous laughter echoed in the mountains.
Green life fell, and all it shed was blood and tears.
Human beings are insatiable, greedy and crazy.
Do we leave only desolation to future generations?
Bare rocks with frightened eyes.
A storm wrapped in dust wandered around.
The river is turbid and the fish and shrimp are extinct.
Children can only browse the scenery in textbooks.
The elegy sung by the century is full of sorrow.
Greed twin plunder, disorderly exploitation, logging and excavation
The home on which human beings depend is riddled with holes.
The more you gain, the more you lose.
The more you take, the more you lose.
Nature has sounded the alarm.
The law of nature is that all things live in harmony.
Vegetation has reason to thrive.
Animals have reason to run freely.
Humans have reason to enjoy happy time.
The premise is to have awe and compassion.
8. Listen to nature
There is a chord law,
This is called nature.
He is not as brave as the symphony of destiny,
It is also different from the tenderness of the pastoral symphony.
However, he,
More real,
It's more pleasing to the ear.
Whenever I live in a world,
We forgot,
Obviously, in front of you,
But it seems the universe is far away.
Quiet,
In order to forget myself,
Forget me,
In order to be unconstrained.
The wind blows,
Birds are singing and flowers are fragrant.
Autumn wind chirps at midnight,
Listen to the frogs.
Every note chapter,
Tell-
The story of dream and reality, life is like the sea.
Perhaps the sea is unwilling to be silent.
Unwilling to quietly leave.
Walk through its gloomy life
It wants to be a blockbuster.
Attract the world's attention and attention
So it shook and rolled desperately.
Try to drown and swallow.
Darkness and shadow
Or it wants to challenge.
Struggle with fate
It's changing
Suddenly quiet, without any waves.
Sometimes growl, sometimes growl
Showing its multiple personalities.
After the sea rolled,
a little tired
Some huge rocks appeared on the sea.
They stood there.
Reminiscent of many legends and stories.
The nearest coral reef to us
It looks spectacular and huge.
People can't help it
Think of the story of Jingwei's reclamation.
Are those stones?
Moved by jingwei.
It may fantasize about putting
The vast sea is filled.
But everything
It was just a dream, a bubble.
The coral reef was washed away by the sea.
Naked there
Cracks and vicissitudes are faintly visible.
It seems that people have entered an illusory realm.
In the illusion, the reef became an old man.
It has experienced a lot of storms.
But still so powerful.
There are creatures growing on the rocks.
Green moss
A dry, bare coral reef
Added vitality and hope.
And some wild chrysanthemums.
Sneak in
When flowering
Is so charming and eye-catching
Or god.
The loneliness and helplessness of the poor reef
Make it specially decorated.
Let those ugly stones
Wearing a natural garland
Let the original boring and boring things
Look charming for a few minutes.
Add a touch of beauty.
Nature is really amazing.
It contains too much mystery and curiosity.
Always inadvertently
Let's imagine.
Let go of dull thoughts.
Let the dead go to the east