In the March days when I was walking in the Teachers' College, there were flying flowers and fragrant smells everywhere. Birds fluttered across the branches above my head, and pink cherry blossoms fell like countless scattered pearls in an instant, quietly stopping on my shoulders and hair tips. Plumes of fragrant flowers float into the nose, into the heart and into the memories of the past.
Time is like water, and years are like songs. Our young days seem to stay forever in those March days when plum blossoms are flying. You are two years older than me, and you have always been taller than me. At that time, you liked to stand on tiptoe and drag the branches covered with plum blossoms to your forehead, and then gently shake them. We stood under the tree and watched the delicate snow-like flowers falling, floating on the soil, floating on the stream, floating on our heads, shoulders and red faces. We danced happily and smiled. Whenever we are intoxicated in the beautiful sea of flowers, grandma will pull her voice and shout to us not to spoil this plum flower. "If you shake it again, there will be no plums to eat in July ..."
One winter, the weather was exceptionally warm, and I loved watching the snowflakes falling all over the sky since I was a child, so I kept looking forward to it eagerly. Until February of the lunar calendar, there was still no trend of significant cooling. "I am afraid that this winter, Lying in bed, I muttered disappointedly. Unexpectedly, you woke me up early the next morning. You shouted my nickname excitedly and said happily, "It's snowing, it's snowing, let's go and see the snow flowers!" "
I was overjoyed to get dressed. You took my little hand and ran out. As soon as you walked out of the door, you saw that everything was the same outside, and the green grass was growing desperately, decorating the whole vibrant village, which seemed to show people that winter had passed and spring was coming. I cried dejectedly, "You're lying, where is it snowing? Let people have a good time, bad sister!" " In the face of my complaint, you still didn't say anything, just smiled and pulled me to the two plum trees in front of the door.
when our steps stopped in front of the tree together, in an instant, we seemed to come to another pure and flawless "world of ice and snow". The plum tree with few flowers was completely covered with this white overnight. "Who will cut the snow on the ground into this smallpox?" How wonderful nature is, decorating this colorful world with her delicate and ingenious ideas and weaving the most touching handicrafts in the world with her ingenuity. We were intoxicated in our unique little world, watching the crystal dew hanging on the tender petals in the morning, and the soothing morning breeze slightly brushed the treetops. The dew immediately crossed the petals, dripped gently on the soil and penetrated into every skin of the earth. What a blooming plum blossom! "I didn't lie to you, don't believe me ..." In the breeze, the fragrance of plum blossoms floated, with our giggles, and we were drunk with each other in childhood.
The fleeting time has passed, and the frivolous youth has been carried away by another generation of immature life. I am in the ivory tower, stepping on the stone road in the teachers' college, smelling the fragrance flowing around me, and I clearly see that you are coming to me from a distance, calling me to see the plum blossom.