April flute sounds beautiful, April is suitable for writing poetry, every piece of land is full of poetry, every grass and tree is full of poetry, and everything in the world wakes up in April, including our poetic heart, which is also awakened in April. Let's enjoy the beautiful April flute together. I hope you like it!
The flute in April is beautiful, and the sunshine in April is as gentle and smooth as the breeze in Wan Li. The smile that stays at the fingertips hangs in the corner of time, making a down-and-out teenager out of the dark.
September is a season full of fragrant rice, another sad time after June. It seems that there is a silent sadness on everyone's face. I don't know if it is because of the tears left by the tears, or because the adjusted college entrance examination slipped away.
We never shy away from the cruelty of reality. Remember the mood when you leave. She told me faintly that one was going to the north and the other was going to Anhui. Almost four years, you wait for me to come back. At this moment, the broken-hearted figure feels that the world is collapsing. It's just that when the leaves fall silently, they convey a kind of melancholy that can't be dissipated like ripples. Only one person stays where he is, and loneliness, despair, sadness and sadness can crush a giant in an instant. It's just that the man stayed where he was and watched him leave for a long time until it was dark.
Is it a four-year contract? I said with a sarcastic smile.
I crossed the border of Anhui and Jiangxi alone and came to Anhui, a strange and unknown place. I walked into this campus without any waves and started my college life. Just looking at some people who are joking together, I will secretly take a look, perhaps out of envy, perhaps lonely.
At that time, day and night, I would count the time, think about how to spend these four years faster, and think about the four-year contract. The original active and happy me seems to have evaporated in this world, and I have changed since then. I began to like online games, playing games, sleeping late, not studying, not participating in any organizational activities. When roommates participate in class activities, I always stay on the list of dormitory in the name of absence. Because, maybe games can make me spend every day and night faster.
Night self-study again. After signing in, I began to evacuate everyone's battle scene to avoid the boring learning atmosphere. Walking towards the dormitory. Looking at the sky, I suddenly realized that in the dead of night, only the stars are willing to accompany the moon, just like me, and only the games are willing to accompany me to wander freely in a world where I have nowhere to go. Xu Lailiang's breezy face makes me feel particularly quiet this evening. I walk in the forest path, slow down and feel a person's world quietly. Street lamps reflect warm light and map it into the infinite universe. I suddenly feel that the moon is smiling. I looked at it and smiled at it. It looks as simple as a simple child. Naive smile. The sound of a moth flapping its wings and hitting the lampshade broke the peace of the sky. A clear and euphemistic voice came at night.
It's a flute This sound is as majestic as a dragon going out to sea, and as comfortable as a blocked trachea suddenly dredging. High mountains and flowing water wash away all the sadness. I seem to have given her my world and made me look like a young man with a bright spirit. I feel very comfortable and run away with moonlight.
At that moment, I seemed to understand something. Look at the moon, it is smiling at me. I happily followed the flute and ran to a beautiful girl in the moonlight. She looked at me panting, put down the flute she was playing and smiled at me. At the moment, I think she is from the north.
Surprised, I realized my rudeness and bowed to him and said thank you for your music.
She smiled. Whether you can decide your own tomorrow depends on your own actions. Don't think that loneliness and escape can keep the past. I believe you are lucky. You should go back to the study room and study with your roommates and classmates.
I thanked you again and ran in the direction of the evening self-study classroom.
At this time, the cell phone bell suddenly rang, and I faced the wind, looked at the moon and connected the phone.
Mo Xiaoju, I heard from your parents that you have been in a bad mood recently. What happened?
Because, because that was before,
You mean you're in a good mood now?
Well, yes, I want to join a street dance club, learn to dance, learn to play the flute and study hard.
I also like flute. Can you play for me when I go home after the holiday?
No problem.
At that time, you didn't do well in the exam and chose to go to Anhui, but I came to the north. I thought you'd be upset about this.
I have decided that four years is not long, and there are holidays, so we can play together.
You work with me! There was a whimper on the phone. I'm done.
I began to attend evening self-study classes with my roommates, discuss and study together, play games together and travel together. I found that we can talk about everything. It's just that I didn't want to open my heart at that time, and I didn't have to envy those people who talked and laughed together on the road. When I perform, they will give me encouragement under the stage. You will bring me delicious food when you go home to school.
When the whole teaching building is probably just me. I'll take out that flute and practice until the lights go out.
One day, my roommate secretly asked me if I met a girl who could play the flute. My answer is yes, ask him what happened. He said that the girl was actually arranged by a friend of mine, and she contacted many people in our school through. Finally, I found that girl. She said that you used to like the flute very much, and you have been in a bad mood since the beginning of school. So she asked her to guide you. The girl also agreed. It's good that you have such good friends.
The moment I heard it, I felt my soul tremble. I said that the moon seems to be smiling all the time, and the result is true.
That day, I bought another flute, and recorded an audio of playing the flute with my mobile phone and sent it to her.
I don't think four years is a long time. If you really want the person you like to be with yourself better, you should think of each other. It is also suitable for friends, roommates and classmates. Make yourself better, so that you can be better worthy of your beloved.
About four years, you wait for me to come back.
April prose follows a path full of flowers, and April comes with joy. Yes, it sings spring songs and dances spring waltzes. It's coming, it's coming. Pushing open the door of April, all love can't be closed.
April, suitable for writing poetry. Every piece of land is full of poetry, and every grass and tree is full of poetry. People who live on the earth will feel the beauty in their hearts. Everything in the world wakes up in April, including our poetic heart. There is some truth in the saying that April is a poetic month.
People who have no poetic heart lose a lot of fun. The poetic heart in spring is full of vitality in April. First of all, I was fascinated by the green of the world and drunk. It is also softened by the flowers blooming all over the tree. The petals fall on the palm of your hand and hang on the branches, which leads to the obscurity of your thoughts and gives you endless imagination.
In poetic April, every morning and evening, turn on the camera and take a snapshot at will, which is a beautiful movie. People who love to write embed every point in the text. People who love painting copy every scene on the canvas. The wild vegetables in the field shine brightly.
April, in the depths of spring. After months of germination and hard work, April is the last spring. Kai Chunhui, what a profound artistic conception. In spring, we have a lot of things to do. Spring shows the light of spring.
Chunhui, spring ploughing in the countryside. Spring glow, in the rumble of machines in the city. Spring is in everyone's eyes, hands and heart. Spring in April is irresistible. There is a mysterious force pushing us, and we keep walking in the spring breeze.
In April, flowers are in full bloom. Every path is covered with flowers and plants. The shepherd boy's flute brought a nursery rhyme, and the birds sang and thought about the tune of spring. April is busy, and Gansu is a busy scene. The poet wrote in "Things in the Village": "The mountains and plains are all green, and the rain is like smoke in the sound of rules. In April, there were few idle people in the countryside, so they only planted fields to raise silkworms. "
There are no idle people in the countryside in April, not only in the countryside, but also in the cities. Hold every day in your hand for fear of wasting time. People who love learning burn the midnight oil. People who love to work overtime work overtime. A girl who loves spring, even if she is a little worried, should put it on the most beautiful April day in the world.
It's sunny and sunny, and Jing Mingchun and. April is harmonious. Swallow's new home has been completed, waiting for a happy niche. On the bluestone board, there are occasional flower sellers. One night, the spring rain came and the apricots on the branches began to get smaller. Begonia is more delicate and cherry blossoms are in full bloom.
Although life is not satisfactory occasionally, the troubles of being blown by the spring breeze are much lighter. We began to forgive all the unpleasantness in the beautiful spring. Just go hand in hand with those things related to beauty. Put unprovoked troubles in the bud and cultivate a heart with flowers.
Springs and trees, wild flowers and weeds all ran out to enjoy the spring. Every road will be accompanied by flowers and thorns. Everything is two-sided. The only thing we can do is to cut through the thorns and move forward towards a better future. Walking through a section of mud will also walk through a section of flowers.
Don't be afraid, spring is the season of growth, and the injured place will heal in spring. We build our own life with our hands, and even if we are sometimes traumatized, we can bloom in suffering. This is the power of Chunsheng. In April, it has endless poems and distant places.
Spring is good in all aspects, all in April. "Swallows come to the news agency, and pear blossoms are after the Qingming Festival. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light. Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. I suspect that it was a good dream last night. Today, the grass fights Yuan Sheng and both sides laugh. "
In the poet's eyes, spring is not only the beauty of spring scenery, but also the beauty of harmony of human nature. With the sincerity and goodwill of the world, there will be smiling faces among relatives, neighbors and friends. A smile is worth a thousand dollars. Smile at nature, people around you, strangers and spring.
Have a good dream and wake up the dreamer with a smile. April is worth a dream. A dream of spring flowers, a dream of love continues. People who are destined to meet. I'd like to meet in April if I can choose the time. In the most beautiful spring, a light body, a smile, a poetic heart, all the heart will happen in April.
In April, willows are green on the embankment and flowers in the suburbs are clothed. Walking through Liuxia, I heard singing and dancing. I walked across the path and my skirt was full of flowers. I came from April and my heart was full of poetry. I have gone through the world, and it is worthwhile to stay here.
It's still early, and there are many scenic spots in a year. You can't stay here in quiet years. This season is the season of hard work. From now on, choose your own direction and take steps towards the established goals. It is not too late. Spring is just right.
I went to the bookstore and bought a dozen books I wanted to read. The preciousness of time lies in its passing, and time cannot be allowed to flow away in vain. My friend asked me, "How long do you study a day? When did you read it? " I said, "anytime. Do things when you have something to do, and pick up books when you have nothing to do. " I am afraid that time will pass without saying hello, so I will seize every inch of time now.
April, in books, in car horns, in ordinary life on the street, in children's laughter, under the eaves of Qi Fei the Swallow, in Tomb-Sweeping Day's thoughts, in a tangible life.
Begonia in April is your favorite. April's thoughts are the deepest. The man born in April came with beauty. People who left in April left with great love for the world. The living should cherish sunny days. Living well is the best memorial to the deceased relatives.
Butterflies are flying among flowers, and bees are collecting honey among them. We create life with hard-working hands, and we write life with April poems. April, poetry month. May you live poetically on the earth and write a poetic chapter with a loving heart.
In spring, you should have the courage to love. Look at the colorful world, there are too many true feelings. Listen to the sound of spring. Beethoven's symphony is playing a symphony of destiny, which is exciting. Love this short life, have the courage to love and pursue it boldly.
April comes with love. Qi chunhui.