Lyric prose describing spring

Spring is selfless. When she comes once a year, she brings vitality to the earth and makes the earth full of vitality. The following is what I have brought to you for your enjoyment.

: The color of early spring

Spring is beautiful, with green buds blooming on the trees - they are already old enough to be active, growing green and green on the gray branches. Fresh and clear, the gray world welcomes the vitality and leap of spring and prepares for a lasting life.

The morning glory by the window is blooming with its bright and delicate beauty, setting off its existence among the clear and hazy yellow and khaki strings of stamens, adding beauty and color to the world.

People are always ready to welcome the arrival of spring and its richness and joy. They seem to be a little impatient, but they are also used to changing their clothes in a steady manner, taking steps step by step while waiting, making small embellishments, and catching up. Live your own feeling, reveal your own layout and jumping hidden. Personality follows the feeling, which is a bit far-fetched. The arrangement of the public has become a routine and a trend. It disappears and appears. If you can't catch it well, you will be lonely and obscure. You insist on walking your own day after day, it seems. There is no taste, no freshness, no vitality and no freshness; there is even a heavy or light sexual ripple in the heart, which depends on personal preference and calmness.

If I could only become the weight of a leaf, then I would like to be the one facing the sky. When the sun shines, I can look at the sky and the earth. The most important thing is not to be crushed. I will regret that my short life is swaying and drifting; in fact, I am just taking a breath that is not suppressed, hoping that there may not be a tiny piece of wind that can blow me light. At least it has two completely different types from the roots of the tree. The difference in feeling in the world is also wonderfully veiled, although it is also light.

Once upon a time, I had the weight of a tree; the freedom of a person; the majestic, roaring, and rolling waves of a river, which often washed away my heart! - It had the calmness and coolness of a big tree; it had the triviality , the lightness and compassion of the falling branches and leaves; it also has the free and logical fantasy and intoxication of the past people...

In spring, everything has the beginning of life: people imagine that there is a spring, There is a good beginning and end of life, at least in this year, the four seasons go back and forth, winter goes to spring, summer blooms and autumn harvests, until the sprouting of life, you are ready to move forward or stop to admire the flowers or delight your eyes: some light and wonderful vines, or Be vigorous and brisk, or walk in a hurry, and feel full of contentment and joy.

In this spring, I picked up the whole pieces and fragments of myself, left and right, muddy, pieced together, collected fragments, scattered, selfless, true, affectionate and indifferent. It perfectly interprets the existence I think it should have. I don’t know if it’s powerless or lingering, but it’s clear that it is empty. The sky is full of emptiness. Even if it has bright colors and actual content, it has nothing to do with my reality.

I thought of the beauty of spring for the first time in my heart. Sometimes the thickness of the whole piece made me feel that it had blocked the smooth flow of life. That might also be true wealth; respect for life, respect for life, and love for others. Respect for people should have a complete process and individual existence, come to this world equally, have life equally, and be placed equally on this ground plane and the space of this world; in addition, there is this truth Zhuo's gaze and eyes. I was so scared, so frustrated, so powerless, so helpless, so what could I do? It was just me, some people, some things, that's all. Action and thinking are intertwined, and reality and ideological understanding are paved and exist; remember the thoughts of Marxism and Lenin; material action comes first, and don’t let the initial understanding of the original knowledge become lost in the worries halfway. two.

In spring, I hope there is a lot of room for expansion. Although the phantom of myself was once overflowing, although my inner thoughts were only immersed in the emotion of love, as well as the bits and pieces of life and youth in the past. , it’s just that my life has returned to the beginning of spring. This spring season cannot be messy!

: Spring Poetry

Unknowingly, I missed the beautiful spring scenery, but now I actually missed it. We have to search hard for the breath of spring, always longing for it to speed up a little, bring the warm spring breeze, and release all the long-stored wine; quietly permeating the hearts of all things, even the air can smell the irrepressible The happy fragrance wakes up and intoxicates the world that has been sleeping for a long time.

The gentle drizzle fills the fragrant world. I know it has been brewing for a long time, reincarnating the four seasons, melting the thick snow in winter, sweeping away the fallen leaves in the bleak autumn wind, and making the summer heat unbearable. The weather blows away, and all this seems to be in preparation for its arrival.

Spring is like a handsome and elegant young man, gracefully waving his feather fan, blowing in the brightness of all things in the world; like a diligent and early-rising golden rooster crowing the dawn, accompanied by the loud crow outside the window, awakening people who have been sleeping for a long time. A nation; like a fair and well-educated lady, she is quietly waiting for the world of colorful flowers to bloom.

Look eastward, in the lush and fresh countryside, the birds are singing to their heart’s content; the energetic and lively urchins are playing tirelessly to their heart’s content; the vigorous and vigorous sprouts are budding and sucking like hungry thirsty. Suck the fragrant earth.

Thousands of households are bathing in the spring breeze. People can’t wait to cheer and decorate with lights to welcome spring. I think it may be that their passion has been brewing for a long time. At this moment, they light it up without reservation, even the smoke from the kitchen. The lonely land curls up, adding a rich touch to welcome spring.

The spring scenery is sultry, and the branches and willows are like dancing women in the accompaniment of the spring breeze, complementing each other in the singing and dancing of the orioles; a small boat on the lake is very dazzling under the baptism of the sparkling spring scenery, swinging in the array The ripples in the heart; the green grass that struggles to break through the stone shyly reveals a sweet and flowery smile, and its straightened back is its proud stubbornness. Spring nights are rainy, and in the quiet night, everyone wants to join in the fun and soak up the breath of spring. The passionate spring rain quietly moisturizes everything with the wind, as if afraid of destroying this wonderful atmosphere.

On such a beautiful day, with spring in full bloom, the room filled with the fragrance of flowers, and the breeze blowing, I can’t help but think of Tao Yuanming, with a pot of turbid wine and the breeze on his sleeves, drinking by himself, plowing the long acres, and weeping willows. I was floating like I was drunk; I wanted to have a good chat with Brother Tao over wine, but we were strangers. Years later, I often thought about it, am I the incarnation of Tao Yuanming? Or maybe we can become confidants who talk about everything and drink. I can write poems and be happy in this spring day. At that time, I can proudly say: Brother Tao, what else can I ask for when you have this beautiful scenery in the world? And isn’t this the peach blossom land you are pursuing? But I quickly denied it. He is very talented and knowledgeable, so I am looking for Mr. Wu Liu’s footprints in this spring poem.

In winter, I linger in the lazy air all day long, and even my thoughts and actions become dull; when spring comes, outing in the wild purifies my increasingly turbid soul; it revives my originally vanished soul; not only The direction of life that has been confused for a long time has been clarified, and even the declining appetite has been replaced by wolfing down in spring. Slowly, I became intoxicated, forgetting the sadness, forgetting the world...

I wandered alone in the feeling of selflessness. I am extremely childish in collecting spring scenery everywhere and unreasonably storing the memories of spring. I don’t know if it will be like this every year. I am not afraid that spring will be the same every year, but I am afraid that my heart will be different every year. I don’t know when I will be in such a state of mind, quiet and comfortable. I enjoy the elegance of life, stay away from the busy and complicated life, and devote myself to the spring paradise that belongs only to me.

Or maybe, I shouldn’t be so sentimental. Only a few people in life can appreciate the beauty of spring. Whether it’s accidental or lucky, they should be content. Why bother to keep it? I know that the most beautiful spring scenery will remain in my heart. When you are bored, share quietly and alone.

It will be another year of spring. I wonder if I can return to the spring in my heart that year. Is it destined to stay in my heart forever? I am lucky enough to look forward to it, long for it, and call out...

: Spring

——A season of outing

With a simple heart and simple feelings, we set off.

——Inscription

A soft touch of blue, a long cloud, the wind is gently blowing the cradle, watching the time flow slowly, do you feel Is there a kind of rhyming happiness that stays in my heart? Cool raindrops fall on my face. It turns out that spring is here...

When the first ray of sunshine in the morning shines on you and me, when the crisp birdsong chirps in our ears, when the fragrant flowers come to you and me The direction blooms and a new day begins again. Isn’t it?

Spring is the season when flowers bloom like poetry. Blown by the breeze, the wild flowers all over the hillside opened their eyes and formed a patchwork, forming a sea. Facing this majestic sea of ??colors, do you still have worries? Do you still have sorrows? I think that in this colorful season, all the uneasiness and all the "unsatisfactory" cannot bear to break this Peace and tranquility!

Spring is a good time for an outing! What are we still hesitating about? What is there for us to hesitate about? Put on light clothes and let’s go for an outing in the wild!

< p>Life needs constant adjustments, and mood needs constant care. Go out for a walk more, we can relieve our depressed feelings; go out for a walk more, we can appreciate the beauty of life; go out for a walk more, we can feel the changes in the beautiful mood...

The human heart will be in On a thundering night, I felt lonely and sad. But the raindrops in this season are also so gentle, still coming slowly after the gentle thunder. Maybe it’s because I’ve just experienced the uneasiness and depression of winter, or maybe it’s the cold wind and falling snow that have left too much melancholy and desolation on the film of my memory. A night of gentle breeze and bursts of spring thunder awakened the morning light of March in early spring and ushered in a long-lost spring rain.

The spring rain falls quietly, like smoke, like mist, like a dream, falling quietly, fluttering and pattering. Slowly enjoy the moisture of the spring rain and feel the young heartbeat of spring. Do you also have an itchy feeling in your heart?

After a while, the raindrops became more and more urgent and dense, chasing each other. Beating and laughing, they left dense rain holes on the dry land. The spring rain left the land with affectionate touching and waiting, and also left all things with new faces and smiles.

In the season after the spring rain, take a simple mind and go for a walk on the gravel roads in the countryside. You will feel a rare warmth and comfort.

Walking on the country road, let the thin raindrops fall freely on your face, itchy and crispy, slipping in your mouth, and sweet. At this time, you can truly feel the comfort and comfort of close contact with nature.

The raindrops fell with pitter-patter, sprinkling on the head and falling on the face, giving an indescribable feeling of relief. Standing in the rain forgetfully, although my clothes were wet, my heart was still very happy and happy. The smile blooming on the face is sucking in the rare coolness and comfort in spring.

In this way, everything took on a new look, ushering in a good time for an outing. The tall sycamore tree stands in the rain, its purple buds swaying with sweet thoughts. Get rid of your worries and find joy. Spring rain is also a precious spiritual sustenance!

Inviting a few close friends and traveling with a simple heart will definitely make you forget the troubles of trivial matters and the original feelings in your heart. Uneasiness and hesitation. Green mountains, sunset, sunset, together with the fragrant flowers and plants, what could be more pleasant than this moment? The warmth and beauty of nature are all covered with a thin film, and all of these will be The spreading atmosphere will slowly intoxicate our long-traveled hearts.

When we are bored with studies, tired of work, or have conflicts with friends... we can carry a simple mood with us. In this outing season, we can let our hearts wander as much as we want and plunge into the beauty of nature. embrace. I think there is nothing more comfortable than this. Only you and me now seem more real and lifelike. The hustle and bustle of the city is no longer in your ears, and the worries of the world are no longer entangled in your heart. Thank you for this beautiful season, thank you for this simple feeling!

Patting the wild flowers and grass on the roadside, with the crisp "click" of the camera, we burned pages of beautiful scenery , freezing every beautiful moment. Accompany the butterflies, chase their jumping shadows in the sun, and treasure some happy memories. Nothing can take away our eternal nostalgia, except ourselves. Enjoy the mood of admiring the blooming flowers, listen to the chirping of birds, and listen to the melodies treasured by nature. Being in this situation, full of "unhappiness", how much do you remember?

On the open grassland, look up at the sky, at the elegant floating clouds, and at the scene behind the floating clouds. Pieces of blue. Plug in your headphones, listen to wonderful music, experience happiness, and understand life. In such a season, living happily, smiling at life, and having such a simple mood really makes people carefree and unrestrained. His eyes were filled with the color of youth. Apart from the tranquility around him, the only thing left was the peace left by the work pressure slowly disappearing.

Spring is a season suitable for hiding secrets, and it is also a beautiful time that we never forget to leave! In this season of outing, let us put down the trivial matters in our hands, relieve the uneasiness in our hearts, and take a simple Embrace nature with your heart and soothe your happy feelings together!