April day, twenty-five years old, you put on a white wedding dress.
I have long forgotten you, forget those simple and soft crying and promises. But your simple happy smile is like a ray of sunshine into the depths of the old memories, tears fell into the dust splashed with dreamy smoke wave blinded by those images also opened my heart about you shackles. Summer beach summer you, summer stars like your eyes, under the street lamp next to the stairs, you can not read the thoughts in my eyes, but also can not feel my embrace your reluctance. Maybe a few years later, the same auditorium, the same props, the same staff, the same lines, your day, my day, but you are next to him and I am next to her. And twenty-five-year-old you never see again, take twenty-three-year-old you together to the place where memory stops.You are the April day on earth Laughing ringing lit up the four winds Light spirit in the light of spring colorful dance intertwined with change You are a tree by tree blossom is the swallow murmuring between the beams . ---- Lin Huiyin, "You are love, warmth and hope"
Warblers fly and willows shake in April, in front of the embankment of the blue waves, ducks swim and fish play with the flotsam and jetsam, the old man fishing bells state of idleness, the wind blowing the flowers fall gradually fascinated by the eyes of the people under the peach and plum tree, the people in silence, the hand of the book, the head slightly probing, the lowered eyebrow wrinkled heart has a thought, the sun oblique, the light into the eyes, the wrinkled eyebrow stretching the smile appeared. Touching the lips, the mouth slightly trembling, snorting a smile spring heart disorder, suddenly feel this scene indistinct and emerge, think about the midnight yesterday, the dream intention to appear. Back to look at people like the old, caressing the petals on the head, boldly forward, a sentence: "You and I are like old friends, would you like to *** enjoy this scene not to live up to this good years?"
The first time we met
How to describe the encounter or reunion is not as beautiful as this, just too beautiful to be seen in a dream The setting sun swayed the golden willow, and the waves of light were bright and clear The wind between the lakes blew softly from the south to the north, and you and I walked past each other, to the west to the east, the green shade was deep and shallow, and shook off the fine light in the most beautiful April days on earth, romance lingered in the poetic mood, lightly swirling and blowing up I hope that the time of the flower will not be too hasty, and fill up the mellow dreams of the flowers."Untitled"
In the past, when the willow was broken in April, a thousand warblers cried red azaleas.
This is the first time I've seen you in the past, and I'm sure you've seen me in the past.
The broken and yellowed photographs are scattered among the white clouds, the eyes are lost, and the wind and snow have dyed the hairline white, the new wrinkles, the old face, the destiny of the joke of the oath, the chaos of the world beacons, and the despair of the years, the world of the April day. ----Mavis "April Day"
Thought April is the most beautiful, not because you are the most beautiful April Day, but the cherry blossoms bloomed in this season, light green stamens, pink in the white petals
Warm flowers bloom in the spring sunny April Day
Your smile is hidden in the album inside the yellowed old photos Framed how many moments The story is as if it were yesterday ----Cow Fish "Origin"
April days have abandoned us, leaving behind everything we can only rely on the fragrance of flowers to perceive.
April, the beautiful girl
long hair, soft waist, walked past me, a warm smile, smelled the faint fragrance, my heart like a thousand doves singing want to ride a bicycle around the lake, the wind with the sun blowing across the face, the hair wantonly open teeth and claws, the eyes curved into a crescent moon shape, everything is a beautiful model of the spring quietly flowing from the sky to the sea, and finally into the blood of everyone on earth, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world, the world. April day beautiful poem Forgive my poor language, I can't depict you like a painting eyebrow and eyePainted bridge smoke and willow, green dyed bridge eaves, the east wind slowly two flying swallows.
Immediately after;
is your spring breeze in April days time; the night sky stars reflecting firefly dancing light, and that a touch of the morning sun in the east of the first time to see this sound of the day good day of the rooster crowing clouds blush like dress up the dazzling eyes of the golden crow My love, you can ever understand a moment of passion as early as free from the night ambiguity of the shadow of the light in the April days belonging to you on earth only for you to fall in love withI often walk on the streets of the People's Republic of China, I often walk on the streets of the People's Republic of China, I often walk on the streets of the People's Republic of China.
I often walk along the streets of the Republic of China with a light and graceful step. The trolley buses, from silent movies, with their gray shirts and moonlight-white cheongsams, made way to the top and bottom of the street, and the clock tower in the distance was a poet in the setting sun. A flock of white pigeons writes glittering lines on the face of the rainbow, two bony arcs stretching towards the Renaissance of the old buildings in their gray suits. There is our clean home, and a pair of crystal children ...... As if on the wings of time, I often walk on the streets of the Republic of China like this, with a light and elegant step. April day The fragrance of flowers is very close, there is no cynicism, only children's love ---- Shi Shi Ran "I often walk on the streets of the Republic of China"
Youthful years that can not be retained, in the memory of the slowly fading, we have also had a reverie, is it that you are the April day on earth, but also in heaven and on earth!
The snow is the lover of winter
The sun is the vinegar drops of summer Let you melt in this white snow bury the cold earth I would like to be a lantern not far from you, not close to the temperature will not make you dissolve bright enough to accompany you even if the fog and mist, we *** to bear the wind and rain, *** degree of hardship If you wait for the neon flashes, we *** to enjoy the joy of *** by the brilliant I believe that the road to the future is long and bright Roads without a path to be lost. The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.The Human April Days
The time pillow water sleep spring feast still see good summer night has appeared The spring of Hefei is so short that you just feel the warmth of the spring to smell the dryness of the summer
Previously I dreamed of two or three years, but it is the human April Days.
Falling rain rolls down the curtain,
raindrops ripples. The rain is a misty mist, but it's April day.Do a horse in the snowy region, untamed, free riding;
do a tree in the wilderness, silent and tough, sowing the breeze; do a cup of wine under the moon, reflecting the moon, mellow aroma to solve the problem; do a chrysanthemum in the valley, blossomed in September, the only solution to the fall; do a waterfall on the top of the mountain, pouring flying down, no regrets and no fear; do a pagoda in the ancient temples, to meet the world of change, to appreciate the April days of the world; do the smoke in the old house, to make the eyes wet, to make the eyes of the traveler, to make the eyes of the people, and to make the old house of the smoke. The old house of a wisp of cooking smoke, wetting the eyes of travelers, so that thoughts drift to the sky; to do the Canglang of a lonely sail, drifting only for the sake of the sea as a companion; to do the cold moon border of the cold pass, to do the after the Lord's words in a sigh ... ---- Jinghe "monologue"I think your April days, must be written to Mr. Liang, because no more romance, can not withstand the companionship of a lifetime! ---- Cheng Feng
I suddenly remembered Lin Huiyin's "You are the April day on earth", and I am very happy to have you in this city, to walk the road that you have walked, to see the scenery that you have seen, and to listen to the songs that you have hummed
"Fisherman's Pride" is the most famous poem in the history of the world, and it's a great example of how the world's most important music is made of the same material. The light purple and light dresses are haunting my dreams. In the spring breeze, the morning sun shines and the slanting sunlight reflects. The flowers in the garden are fragrant in the morning, and the fallen cherry blossoms are floating all over the path in the evening. The dome of the sky is not a dusty place. The sun is brimming over, and I'm not ashamed of the springtime.
You are the clouds and smoke in the early days of April, the dusk blows with the softness of the wind, the stars flash unintentionally, and the drizzle sprinkles in front of the flowers. ---- Lin Huiyin, "April Day on Earth"
The most beautiful April Day on Earth
Full of spring colors, intoxicated by the heart, you are a butterfly, I am a flower, and I want to be immortal, and the soul is flyingIt is naive, solemn, and you are the full moon night after night.
You are the love, the warmth, you are the April day on earth.
Spring does not realize that March is far away, remember the April days on earth; Ran spring light can not be retained, and this vegetarian heart of the flow of years.
1, April, the beautiful April, spring in the spring, so once again noiselessly slipped through, slipped through the fingers, slipped through the dream, slipped through the loneliness, slipped through the sadness.
2, April day on earth, elegant and elegant wading in the water, graceful, clear and shallow, spry and lively, so that you show all the smile. The curly music is light in the mood of the past, knocking on the window pane of the moon is still smiling like a flower. The white clouds play the dance of the heart, the blue sky pulls up the innocent dream.
3, April day fell in love with the ground in March, but is too far away from her, wait until he misses the sadness of the reverse flow into the river, the sky will be under this silk into the rain, scrape up the face of the peach blossom wind. April wind, wantonly blowing kissed our faces, gently swaying our hearts; April clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently carrying the earthly you and I this eternal attachment.
4, April's footsteps can not wait to come. In order to meet the advent of April, the earth made too many grand preparations. You see, the plants on the field is crazy pulling, the mountains and rivers changed the previous day's pale silence, the forest between the lively spirits jumping -----
5, the human April day, carrying the vicissitudes of the years, carrying the heart of the poem. In fact, April is what kind of spring is not important, the important thing is that April is the season of my birth. Those poetic lines flowing from the heart like fog, like a dream, and like the wind, has long been spread into a winding road of the heart. When I look back, I realize that those wisps of pain and sorrow in my life have long been hidden. So, my words a few less sentimental, a few melancholy. So, in the spring of the peach blossom, I will be the beautiful longing and the vision of life into the bag.
6, the spring breeze flicked the surplus of the heart, the water quietly listen to the voice of the heart, the April sky rhyme dyeing the story of the fragrance. A part of the birthday blessing let me intoxicated in the beautiful spring, with warmth about, with the sun accompanied by, and true love. Thank you for the love of family and friends, in this happy day, I just want to quietly watch over the spring, quietly in each blossoming season to keep each other. Walking on the shore of the years, enjoying a wandering romance, in the azure blue light warm April day, with mood and poetry in the life of the scroll depicting the life of timeless and far-reaching.
7, the window, I have been playing a cycle of Ah Sang lonesome, sad song: if one day, when the world has changed, you must not forget the original color of the sky. So, if one day, when the world has changed, will people also change? I'm laughing at those who still believe that "I'm not just a passing fancy in their life".
8, outside the window, it rained, a drop of rain from the face of the sky fell to the ground, you hear the sound of its despondency?
9, blowing open thousands of trees of pear blossoms, blowing green fields and countryside. Everywhere is the fragrance of the flowers, everywhere is a thousand flowers, everywhere is the picture of the warbler. You see: a tree tree dancing, shaking down a beautiful flower; you hear: willow flute twanging, stream singing.
10, the spring breeze flicked the surplus of the heart, the water quietly listen to the voice of the heart, the April sky rhyme dyeing the story of Fannie. A part of the birthday blessings let me revel in the beautiful spring, and the warmth of the appointment, with the sunshine accompanied by the true love. Thank you for the love of family and friends, in this happy day, I just want to quietly watch over the spring, quietly in each blossoming season to keep each other. Walking on the shore of the years, enjoying a wandering romance, in the azure blue light warm April day, with the mood and poetry in the life of the scroll depicting the life of the timeless and far-reaching.
11, after the fireworks in March, the spring light a cascade, April's footsteps can not wait to come. In order to meet the arrival of April, the earth has made too many grand preparations. You see, the wilderness plants are frantically pulling, the mountains and rivers have changed the old pale silence, the forest between the living creatures lively jumping, the trees have a layer of shiny deep green. Rivers and streams are no longer silent, they are happy and open to laughter, high and low to dive into a new song. Birds are born singers, they even organized a spontaneous chorus, the wind softly caressing the treetops, they will sing and dance with the melody of the wind. When the sun walks by, it can't help but stop and stare for a while, and then shed a bright smile.
12, the fragrance of flowers full of floating world, birds singing the spring of life. The sea of my heart is overflowing with the fragrance of flowers, which is a beautiful attachment, is a sincere blessing, is a happy writing.
13, the river spring water changes the graceful dance, from the front to the sky all the way to the song.
14, April on earth, carrying the vicissitudes of the years, carrying the heart of the poem. In fact, April is what kind of spring is not important, the important thing is that April is the season of my birth. Those poetic lines flowing from the heart like fog, like a dream, and like the wind, has long been spread into a winding road of the heart. When I look back, I realize that those wisps of pain and sorrow in my life have long been hidden. So, my words a few less sentimental, a few melancholy. So, in the spring of the peach blossom, I will be the beautiful longing and longing for life into the bag.
15, April day on earth, elegant and elegant wading in the water, graceful, clear and shallow, spry and lively, so that you show all the smile. The curly music is light in the mood of the past, knocking on the window pane of the moon is still smiling like a flower. The white clouds play the dance of the heart, the blue sky pulls up the innocent dream.
16, April day on earth, with a light green veil, dyeing an elegant fragrance, from the fresh and elegant charm to come. She lightly show a smile, soft through time and space, in the light green buds, in the blue grass flowers bloom. The charming spring breeze, caressing the river stretching willow.
17, soft spring wind, ripples of green, spring rain like petals quietly falling, such as whispering in the water of the mirror. Time like water flowing unperturbed, slightly rippling with a faint shallow shadow. April wind, wantonly blowing kissed our faces, gently swaying our hearts; April clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently carrying the earthly you and I this eternal attachment.
2, April, is always a magic season. Flowers are colorful and gorgeous, hate to dress up the world into a pink bride. The dead tree even burst out new buds, green vigor. By the pond, there came the croaking of frogs, and the clamoring of insects in the grass. They seem to be in such a grand festival, playing a symphony of joy.
3, a lot of people on the road, some sitting in the car, or business; some picking a stretcher, or buy and sell. Spring quietly come, only they are so leisurely, drunken. Only they have the wonderful flavor of spring.
4. The larks in the sky, the warblers in the forest, are drumming up their tongues. The light wind put their voices into a piece, distributed to all kinds of creatures in the mountains with ears and without ears. The peach blossoms were so mesmerized that they couldn't help but shed a few pink tears, one by one, on the ground. The small grass flowers listen to the intoxicated, and with the sound of the rhythm of a little down, a little up, no calm time.
5, April's weather is warm and comfortable, there is no torrential rain, there is no scorching sun baking, I like this gentle and tender ocean. Can casually wear clothing, more or less comfortable, really good.
6, April, walking in the late spring season. Just Shu eyebrow a look, there will be a soft bright enchanting eyes. The green willow spit smoke, the stranger flower color. The breeze, fascinated by the eyebrows, sweet heart.
7, the beauty of April in the ancestral mourning, the beauty of the human warmth. Those white flowers in the wild, it also expresses the sacrifice to the deceased ancestors. "The wind blowing wilderness paper money fly, the ancient tomb base spring grass green", people will not forget the ancestors in heaven, offer a handful of flowers, point two incense, will be dressed up the ancestors' graves, both the expression of filial piety, but also the warmth of the transmission. Do not forget the ancestors will cherish the present, cherish the present in order to create a better future. Human beings are like newborn willow, casually inserted into the ground, can grow into a tree, this is the inheritance of ancestral strength, but also the tenacity of the spirit of mankind.
8. The shady places under the rocks and beside the mountain streams are full of vetch ferns and other bromeliads. Red, yellow, blue and purple flowers are dotted on the green.
9. Spring. The yellow field turns green. New green leaves grow on the dead branches. The sun smiled gently on everyone, and the birds sang and flew. Flowers opened, red flowers, white flowers, purple flowers. The stars shine, red stars, yellow stars, white stars. The sky is blue, the wind is free, and the love is dreamy and beautiful.
10, April in the rain, clear and fall, the air washed strange cool. Tender tree leaves are still very small, but there is some green everywhere. The shy spring sun is only gently, from the thin clouds out of some soft light: people on the ground, the shadow of the trees are very faint. The wild peach blossom bloomed early, light pink color in the wind and rain swing, as if charming weak little village girl, dressed simply and beautiful.
11, April day on earth, elegant and elegant wading in the water, graceful, clear and shallow, spry and lively, so that you show all the smile. The curly music is light in the mood of the past, knocking on the window pane of the moon is still smiling like a flower. The white clouds play the dance of the heart, the blue sky pulls up the innocent dream.
12, in early spring, if you are sitting in the house flipping through the memory, when into April, we should go out of the house, to the outdoors, to see, to hear, and then go to find, no matter whether it is on both sides of the road, or the field, as long as you pay a little attention, you can find the footsteps of spring. Green, green color will jump your eyes, become your line of sight in a long landscape ......
13, the flow of years, spring soon went through March, perhaps a preference for spring, all the way, with the gradual march of spring, my desire and expectation also time and again roamed over their own sight! Toward the embrace of spring. Flipping through the words of spring memories, although there are times when they often bring countless thoughts to their desire for spring: melancholy, sighs and bewilderment, but also to make up for the desolation of their own eyes at the beginning of spring, and into the April days, the greenery in front of the eyes of the gradual substitution of the words of our memories of spring, green buds, green grass, pink peach blossoms, white pear blossoms, coupled with warm winds, every one out can touch our hearts!
14, the beginning of April, will step into the sadness. Spring is gradually unlike spring, only two spring rains, will be the destruction of flowers, will be half of the spring, leaving all the devastation, full of heart withered. Spring is too fragile, with the rush to take away the ancient and modern how many tears and pity?
15, April, the flowers, willow branches graceful, blue water, mountains, everywhere Fangfei dipping. April, thoughts such as the wind, the spring of the full swept, beautiful season will be with a faint sadness. I've been thinking about growing up in the spring light of April, and I can't get rid of the pain in my heart.
16, April on earth, bearing the vicissitudes of time, bearing the poetry of the heart. In fact, April is what kind of spring is not important, the important thing is that April is the season of my birth. Those poetic lines flowing from the heart like fog, like a dream, and like the wind, has long been spread into a winding road of the heart. When I look back, I realize that those wisps of pain and sorrow in my life have long been hidden. So, my words a few less sentimental, a few melancholy. So, in the spring of the peach blossom, I will be the beautiful longing and the vision of life into the bag.
17, April beauty in the Qingming, beauty in the rain. Qingming season frost and snow has been far away without a trace, between heaven and earth become clear, so that people's mood also follow the bright up. Even if there is a little rain, wet people's hair, but more to add the charm of the season, increasing the atmosphere of interaction between man and nature. When the rain stops and the sky clears up, the sky becomes clearer than ever, and the trees and crops have an indescribable ethereal quality, making people feel that they are living in a fascinating poem and painting. When the rain comes, the warm wind blows on your face, and everything is full of the power to grow. Whether it's weeds or seedlings, whether it's poultry and livestock or people themselves, there is an incomparable passion, in the song of the birds, full of vitality.
18, holding the baton passed from the hands of the fathers, that a mission, that a responsibility, that a look forward to, will let us really feel the meaning of the continuation of life!
19, a person is most afraid of the desire to walk in this warm spring, although my age has exceeded my expectations of things, but the spring of the attachment and impulse is still at this time of the year allows me to find a spring comfort, shallow green, fresh air, but evoked my spring of life infinite reverie, the spring of his life may become a memory, but I do not want to let the Their own mentality is crushed by the footsteps of the years, for our life, poverty is not terrible, terrible is the world of our life suffered a bleak, some people say that age does not spare people, but I think, time and time again to our spiritual world recharge, even if it is a false hope, can resurrect our life!
20, the beauty of April in the flowers, but also the beauty of the flowers fall. Peach blossoms and apricot blossoms have already fallen, pear blossoms are at that time, flowers fall fragrance all over the place, flowers bloom overflowing home. Before and after the left and right is the fragrance of flowers, heaven and earth is the fragrance of flowers, flowers fragrance to people's hearts, smiles on the face, you say, this smile is not also blooming flowers, also has a pungent aroma it? Flowers bloom like snow, bees and butterflies dance, this is the beauty of the world, flowers intoxicating, birds singing branches, this is the singing of life. Flowers fall branches, has grown young fruit, this small tender fruit, its charm is not inferior to the flowers, this is the fragrance of hope, is the sweetness of harvest. "April on earth, the peach blossoms began to bloom", even if the flowers have a period of time, there is the beauty of the late, that is, "the mountains and the water is no way out, the darkness of the flowers and a village", which is the mood of the month of April portrayal of the beauty of the scenery everywhere, and hope is always there.
21, April, the beautiful April, spring in the spring, so once again, noiselessly slipped through, slipped through the fingers, slipped through the dream, slipped through the loneliness, slipped through the sadness.
22, spring is a seeding season, this is everyone recognized the answer! However, not every seed can germinate here, not every hard work can be harvested, but even so we still can not give up the faith of sowing, our life path, why not is this four seasons, sowing, plowing, harvesting, and then sowing it?
23, finally came to the earth in April. Season as such, the grass will be green not green, flowers will bloom not bloom, the sun is not to poisonous, cold wind is no longer cold. Between the barren and prosperous, I vaguely see the growth of life and stubbornness. Not to the flood but has nothing to do with the cold, all the good are in an unbiased and just right posture.
24, mild sunshine scattered in the body of pedestrians, clamped some breath, the taste of spring has long been diffused around, I shuttle in the middle of the pedestrians, due to the green in front of me, my mind will be one after another wandering at this time of the year and the collection, for fear of their own negligence and leave a little regret!
25, spring light in the embrace of ten thousand mountains, but also leaked very much. The peach blossom there is still in bloom, roaming thin clouds from this peak flew over that peak, sometimes stopping for a while, in order to block the sun, so that the ground flowers and grasses in its shade to avoid the intimidation of the light flame.
26. Everyone has a spring. Whether it's you, or me, everyone can have laughter, love, and intoxication in the spring.
27, it is March day, the sky outside the city seems extremely high, but also extremely clear. The fields are soft and fluffy, the grass is very tender, which has a dandelion, a little bit of pale yellow, so that the heart and soul of the child a few minutes swing. Looking at the willow from afar, green with smoke, dizzy as a dream, can not help but close to look at the tips of the branches, but no leaves, the skin under the veins are chu chu flow green.
Between the barren and the flourishing, we can see the growth and stubbornness of life, and all the good things exist in an unbiased and appropriate manner.
April, is the season of the sunlight gentle charming
April Zhu Cherry cooked, manna general flavor.
The bird's mouth to seize the future, unloaded in the red teeth disk.
The first time I've seen this is when I'm in the middle of the night. The pure and clean beads of the commanders.
Hong Xifen "Dream Order"
The weather is nearly April, a bunch of successive sunny days, interspersed with a few small rains, the garden of all kinds of trees are re-dressed.
All kinds of flowers and grasses seem to be trying to pull up from the ground, under the warm sun, to keep the original, quietly standing, as far as the hand that no one can see to arrange, according to the order of the leaves and flowers.
Shen Congwen, "Spring"
April, is the season of flowers, grasses and birds compete for favor
Curtain rolled lavender wind summer long. The court is full of orange blossoms.
Idle to see the child to attract mandarin ducks. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The three Wu wheat show want to move rice.
The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of the movie, and the second time I saw the movie.
Shanzhu "Raccoon Brook Sand"
The grass sneaked out of the land, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look, a large area full of it. Sitting, lying, playing two rolls, kicking a few feet ball, race a few times running, catch a few times hide and seek. The wind is light and playful, and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, you do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers to catch up. The red is like fire, the pink is like the sun, and the white is like snow.
Zhu Ziqing "Spring"
April, is the season of spring rain playing parachute
April deep stream bottom, peach blossom square want to be.
It is better to know that the ground is underneath, so that the spring wind is biased.
This is a good idea, but there are no words to convey it.
The first time I saw this, I was not sure if I was going to be able to get a good look at it.
Liu Changqing's "Evening Peach"
In the smoky spring rain, suddenly one day looked up at the window, suddenly saw the west side of the pool of a branch of the tree is open with some reddish bush flowers.
I have to say that it is a cluster of flowers; because it is so dense, and there is no half a leaf. It is undoubtedly the cherry blossom. After a day or two, the rows of cherry trees by the pool are buds, the first to bloom the plant has been florid like a cloud of color.
Contradictory "cherry blossoms"