Spring is beautiful, with green bud trees-they can grow on gray branches at a lively age, green, fresh and clear, so that the gray world can welcome the vitality and leap of spring and prepare for a lasting life;
The morning glory by the window is bright and pale, reflecting its existence in clusters of clear and hazy yellow and khaki flowers, adding luster to the world.
People are always ready to welcome the arrival of spring and its richness and joy. It seems that they can't wait, but they are also used to changing clothes safely, working step by step while waiting, grasping their feelings and showing their laying, exhibition and jumping. Personality goes with feelings, which is a bit far-fetched. The arrangement of the masses has become a procedure and a trend. You can't grasp it well when it is hidden and present. It is lonely and gloomy, but it seems tasteless and fresh, lifeless and full of vitality. Even the heart is mixed with heavy or light stimulation ripples, which depends on personal preference and calmness.
If I am only the weight of a leaf, then I want to be the one facing the sky. When the sun shines, I can see the sky and the earth. The important thing is not to be crushed and finally regret your short life, swaying and drifting; In fact, I'm just panting, hoping that there may not be any subtle wind blowing gently on me. At least it has two worlds completely different from the root, and the difference in feeling is equally wonderful, although it is also subtle.
Once upon a time a tree was very thick; A person's freedom; The river is majestic, roaring and rolling, which is often the inner cleansing! -with the calmness of the tree, it is indifferent; With triviality, lightness and compassion of falling leaves; There have also been people's comfortable and logical fantasies and intoxications. ...
In spring, everything has a beginning of life: people imagine a vibrant spring and a good beginning and end of life. At least in this year, the four seasons go back and forth, winter goes to spring, and summer goes to Qiu Lai. Until life sprouts, we are ready to move forward (or stop to enjoy flowers or feast for the eyes): either light and graceful, or brisk, or hurried, full of joy.
In this spring, I picked up my whole piece and bits and pieces, left and right, muddled along, pieced together and assembled pieces, and interpreted what I thought should exist sporadically, selflessly, truly, affectionately and Mu Na. I don't know if it is weak or swaying, but it is obviously empty, and the sky is full of empty falls. Even if it has bright colors and actual content, it has nothing to do with my truth.
My inner position reminds me of the beauty of spring for the first time. Often the thickness of the whole block makes me feel that it blocks the smoothness of life, which may be the real wealth; Respect for life and respect for people should have a complete process. With the existence of individuals (sex), they come to this world equally, have life equally, and be placed in this plane and the space of this world equally; In addition, there is this really sharp eye and vision. I'm really scared, completely powerless, Mu Na. What can I do? That's just me, some people, some things, that's all. Action and thinking are intertwined, and reality and ideological understanding are paved. Remember Marxism–Leninism's thoughts; First of all, don't let the initial cognition change one or two in fear.
In spring, I hope to have a good expansion space. Although I have been overwhelmed by my own fantasies, although my inner thoughts are only immersed in my feelings about love and my past life and youth, my life has returned to the beginning of this spring, and this spring season cannot be chaotic!
Prose is a flexible literary genre, in which the author writes his true feelings in his own experience. The word "prose" probably appeared in the period of Taiping and Xingguo in the Northern Song Dynasty (9761February -9841month). Ci Hai believes that since the Six Dynasties, China's prose articles, including Historical Records, have been called' prose' in order to distinguish them from rhymes and parallel prose. Then it refers to all literary genres except poetry.