Beautiful poems in Chinese textbooks nourish my appreciation of spring, cultivate my interest in enjoying spring, and make me feel the vitality of everything in spring.
But now, "a good wind blows overnight, and thousands of new flowers bloom." For me now, the poetic spring is a bit more tough. It is the beginning of the four seasons, the cycle of life, and the season of getting ready. This is the so-called "one year's plan lies in spring".
I am a junior, and I will graduate in a blink of an eye. What to do in the future: this province or other places? Postgraduate entrance examination or work? Struggle or comfort? I am wandering in the campus path, and my heart is wandering. Blink of an eye, a touch of fresh pink attracted my attention-the flowers in front of the Bishop's building are blooming. As Bai Juyi said, "I hate spring for a long time, and I don't know where to find it." I don't know how it got like this. "
Now, when it's warm and cold, these flowers are not as bright and dazzling as when I took pictures in front of them the year before last, but they are still struggling to emerge, slightly dotted with the still cold spring, evoking memories with the fragrance and beauty I almost forgot.
I remember, I once took a photo with my friends here. The weather is warm and sunny, the flowers are clear, and the pictures are almost useless. I remember we discussed the future here. What do you want to do in the future? What can you do? She is eloquent, well-planned and down-to-earth in every step. There are many footprints that I accompanied her. In this regard, I am dismissive: the future is still early, cross the bridge. She smiled without a word.
Now she is no longer with me, leaving me alone to enjoy the flowers, sighing that "people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile proudly in the spring breeze." But I have remembered the almost negligible panic in my heart when I pretended to disdain.
She has moved towards the future, but I am still taking a step; The words are getting thinner and thinner, and there is nothing to do.
I picked up a fallen petal, mixed with the freshness of wet soil, patted off the dust and put it in the book. My heart is also full of haze and lingering fragrance. I openly walked into the Bishop's Building, which is the building with the largest number of endorsements besides the library. I wonder if they have hesitated.
Peach blossoms and plum trees bloom in the spring wind, and Fanghuayue won the crown. It is said that what we started to work hard in March and April will bear fruit in September. Spring has come, so if you work hard now, will there be any harvest in autumn?
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