1, 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.
2, human April day, 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, finally boiled 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 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 not biased just the right posture exists.
4, the beauty of April in the flowers, but also the beauty of the flowers fall. Peach blossom and apricot blossom has fallen, pear blossom is at that time, flower fall fragrance, flower bloom overflow 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, there is a belated beauty, that is, "the mountain is no way out, dark flowers and a village", which is the mood of the month of April, the beauty of every place, hope is always there.
5, April, is always a time full of magic. Flowers are blooming colorful, 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 clamor of insects in the grass. They seem to be in such a grand festival, playing a symphony of joy.
6, the human April day, with a light green veil, dyeing an elegant fragrance, from the fresh and elegant charm. She lightly show the smile, soft through time and space, in the light green buds, in the blue grass flowers bloom. Charming spring breeze, caressing the river stretching willow, 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 scroll of the warbler singing and dancing. You see: a tree tree dancing, shaking down a beautiful flower; you hear: willow flute, the stream playing, a river of spring water changes the graceful dance, from the front to the sky all the way to the song.
7, April, the flowers, willow branches graceful, blue water, mountains, everywhere in the fragrance dyed. April, thoughts such as the wind, the spring of the full swept, beautiful season will be with a faint sadness. I think in April in the spring light to grow lush, jumping with my heartache can not be peeled off.
8, April's day fell in love with the ground in March, but is too far away from her, wait until the sorrow of his thoughts backflow into the river, the sky will be this silk into the pocket of the rain, scrape up the face of the peach blossom of the wind. April's wind, wantonly blowing kissed our faces, gently swaying our hearts; April's clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently carrying the earthly you and I this eternal attachment.
9, 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.
10, April, 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.
11, April day fell in love with the ground in March, but is too far away from her, wait until he thought of the sadness of the river against the current, the sky will be this silk into the bosom of the rain, scrape this full of peach blossom wind. April wind, wantonly blowing kissed our face, gently swaying our hearts; April clouds, hiding in the starry sky, silently carrying the earthly you and I this eternal attachment.
12, after the fireworks in March, the spring light, April's footsteps can not wait to come. In order to meet the advent 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, trees covered with a layer of oily dark 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. The sun can't help but stop and stare for a while as it passes by, and then shed a bright smile.
13, this is April. Prosperous and abundant April, April at first sight, April, April, April, can be into the poem into the painting of April. She condensed in the painter's brush, she flowed with the singer's notes, she lingered in the poet's fingertips. But Bai Juyi said, "the human April fragrance is over!"
14, April beauty in the swallows sit solid new home, began a warm life; April beauty in the kite flying high in the blue sky, that is the ideal in the soaring; April beauty in the spring plowing figure, the field has a moving spring color. The most beautiful April day on earth, please savor it, let it be beautiful with you.
15, 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, only to the devastation of all eyes, full of heart withered. Spring is too fragile, with the rush to take away the ancient and modern how many tears and pity?
16, April's weather is warm and comfortable, there is no torrential rain, no scorching sun baking, I like this gentle and soft oceanic. Can casually wear clothing, more or less comfortable, really good.
17, the busiest probably count those colorful flowers. Opened in the blue leaves of the scarlet rose as if a little shy, but the moon is very natural to splendor in the corner of a family. I like to see the red and white camellia, with a bright smile, the youthful and enchanting look, like walking in the spring breeze of seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl. Peony is the first of all flowers, of course, refused to let go of this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity, they usually set together in the party, to be the flowering period, concerted efforts to bloom in the life of the most dazzling beauty to attract people so unseasonably warm weather, the most suitable for spring travel, the soft spring wind, ripples of emerald green, the spring rain like the petals quietly falling, such as whispering in the water of the mirror. Time like water flowed unperturbed, slightly rippling with a faint shallow shadow.
18, the wind has a strong strange fragrance comes, I don't need to carefully analyze to know, that is the flavor of gardenia. They are in full bloom, in this bright afternoon, floating the world of incense.
19, into the April weather, outside the window has long been the spring color rampant, full of spring, flooded with green, nourishing the heart, as well as also incited the spring of our pen, look at those who are nourished by the spring of words, we can listen to the same in that quiet words in the spring of the beautiful melody, and I'm in the spring of this is only one of the listener
20, April day, I do not understand, the most beautiful April day, and how can not sentimental, how can not delicate, you are really on earth April day when I was haunted by the place.
21, there are always some colors that need to be filled. Big or small, a rain, at the top of the earth. After April, it is the sound of waves. There is the wind clattering into the ears, so fast, the sunlight going from the trees, leading a flock of leaves. And there is birdsong. Birds that chirp in the warming breeze of peace, streets that reflect above them, songs that are sung inside them. Above the earth. A kind of listening that catches the sun and the wind and the power of the years.
22, April leaves is too beautiful, every year at this time to see just out of the new leaves, really like very touched, yellow-green, yellow-green, delicate beauty, touched me every nerve, really too much love.
23, April, walking in the late spring season. Just Shu eyebrow a look, there will be a soft bright enchanting eyes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. Breeze over the place, fascinated by the eyebrows, sweet heart.
24, the rocky shady place and the side of the mountain stream is full of Wei fern and other cocktail grass. The red, yellow, blue and purple flowers are dotted on the green.
25, Spring is in the air, and without realizing it, April has gone most of the way along the veins of the season.
26, the beauty of April in the Qingming, the beauty of the rain. Qingming season frost and snow has been far away without a trace, between heaven and earth become open, 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, a 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, all have an incomparable passion, in the singing of birds, full of vitality.
27, April, still with a touch of cold. The wind, willow flakes, such as the delicate dance of the dream butterfly, in a little golden halo spinning, light fall, floating down on the brow, floating down in the palm of the hand. In a daze, there is a little sadness, and it is the season of the willow flakes.
28, April, I went through your tenderness. Peach blossoms, strained water, you are intoxicated, intoxicated look is very beautiful. Tilted my lowered eyebrows for a lifetime, lowered eyebrows, I threw myself in your wind.
29, when the spring wind is still swaying the wind chimes of April, peach blossom has been stolen by the time of her red, those fragrant confused March, in the willow's gracefulness, into a green sea.
30, I saw clumps of new green covered the treetops, I saw the tree full of flowers, just like that in the wind reluctantly shaking, and then returned to the dust. Those crazy blooming flowers, just a short moment, completed her mission, restarted the process of life another breeding.
31, April, spring season, I have stepped through forty spring and fall. Standing on the brow of this evening, looking at the sky, the stars and the moon's tardiness, so that the darkness of the whole sky and the city's neon lights to form a floating mobile flower basket, colorful lights jumping and flickering in the basket, by the distant and close to the roar of the car roar, so that I closed the window to meditate for a moment.
32, April is the wind. This is in the spring has grown beautiful wings of the wind, brought not only to wake up the dream curtains of the wind chimes ringing, as well as a section of the garden can not be closed incense, any of her long hair silk dance out of all the tenderness of the season. This gentle like wine, just a cup, drunken dreams; this hair like three thousand feet of the Milky Way down, the clear spring reflecting the moon according to the jade face. Any you float a flat boat, can also be loaded with happiness and return!
33, April is poetry. Yes, no one can give you a definition of what, and no one can say what you, I have never dared to give you a word to describe the beauty of you, then how do I actually go to interpret this unspeakable monologue? I in the millions of miles searching, looking for a suitable for your wedding clothes, I waited in the May day, waiting for you to walk through the traces, and now I can give myself a reassuring conclusion, you are on earth April day.
34, April, the new swallows return, mud nesting. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a pair of shoes or boots. The first cold but warm April days. Lin Huiyin's "You are the April day on earth" is one of my favorite love praises. And listen to the verse she sings with all her heart: Lightness dances and changes in the light and color of spring. You are the full moon night after night (such a verse is just a common word, but piled up into a sentence of love words that have been passed down to the world.
35, although, in April, there is rain, but compared to the cold winter rain, March rain long, is not a regret! Even if you leave out the idea of flying kites on March day children, covering the symbols of youthful sunshine. Beautifully drenched in an April rain, it is drenched in a moisturizing, new hope also sprouted. It is also said that the rain is the spirit of the April day, not thick, not thin, not cold, not hot; give a person to hold, give a person to imagine, so that the April day of the most mysterious hazy beauty, is here! You are the April day on earth, Lin Huiyin has long been tightly linked with this special month, has been transformed into a legend, in the history of the "April day on earth".
36, April's evening breeze blew gently, gentle as water, warm wind, looking at the lights, starry lights, still flickering, that wisps of the past surged to the heart, once thought that life is so long, once thought that life would be like the April days on earth this beautiful, calm as water, but no help in the world of dust have to be disturbed, the fate of the fate of the desire for money, the pursuit of fame and fortune, the emotions of floating and sinking, gathering and dispersing, and the world is not a place to be. Sinking, gathering and dispersing, worry about things, a lot of helplessness, paved with the heart of the past, cut and cut, still messy, like a trailing smile ripples in the bottom of the heart of the vaguely rippling, far away from the flow of the years, as things go, all the trouble, let it in the warm wind of April day and pass away.
37, the human April day, a tree tree flowers, swaying with the wind, light dance melody, fluttering down the petals, blooming beautiful, colorful, fragrant full of warmth, bright years, fragrance of life, bring the good, passionate, so that people have more than one expectancy, more than one romantic, will be the spark of hope ignited, will be the bland life depicted as a colorful picture.
38, April, the sky a moment cloudy a moment bright, like a lover's face. The clouds in the morning sky in April, like a light song and dance. The sleeves of the fine sand across the time, leaving the misty smoke fluttering extension. April, only shy delicate flowers are open. Through the petals of the gel, the warmth of the people. April's colors are fresh and light; no big red and purple, no ink and color. Young people are generally lovely and pure.
39, April's Jiangnan feels damp and slightly chilly because of the rain. I was in April five years ago in a dusk, visit Xu Wei's green vine study. Ancient, shady, serpentine blue vines climbed all over the lonely and mottled walls. Inside the humble house with its brick floor, there was a slight dampness. Yellowish thread-bound books are stacked or rolled up. Standing at the shiny wooden doorway is a lonely, long-shirted back figure. "Green Vine Bookstore", how many times I read or write down these four Chinese characters, my heart always shows an image above.
40, another April day, the end of the day look forward to the dark flowers, the wind blowing grass low days. Probably nearly four months have not been to the park. The scenery there must be different from the ice and snow. So I went to see the flowers and the grass and the boats and the water when the sun was shining. A beautiful hope sealed for so many years. Today, I am still writing about that beauty in another way. In the breeze, looking at the sparkling water, the feeling is different, so refreshing and pleasant. Algae can be seen vaguely, fish swimming freely. Young couples on the surface of the water driving a boat to play leisurely, let people envy not carry on.
41, the northern snowy April day, I hide the fangfei in the heart, a heart flower open people, will see the most beautiful April day on earth. If you are willing, then please, and I together into the heart of our fragrant April!
42, 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, the fragrance of flowers full of floating world, birds singing the spring of life. The sea of my heart is filled with the fragrance of flowers, that is a beautiful attachment, is a sincere blessing, is a happy writing.
43, April is really a good season, cherry blossoms bloom, a variety of insects and birds chirping happily, willow trees put on a green dress. After a few heavy rains, the lake river water all of a sudden back to the former height, flush with the shore, the lake from the discharge mouth violently run out, a breeze Xi to come, the blue ripples. At night, the road under the light is open and straight, the camphor trees on both sides of the sparse shadow. Do a deep breath, the cool fragrance through the heart.
44, the light of spring, the breeze caresses, silent and low-profile grasses and trees, from the freedom to stretch out freely, the dense branches of the birds are as dazzling as the stars like cozy, or in twos and threes, or groups in the green universe, the star belongs to the splendor of them!
45, the weather is clear, the four fields are clear, the April sunshine sprinkled on the body, there is still a kind of warm feeling. Walking on the embankment, look around, into the eyes is that the clear river slowly flowing east, Ana colorful willow entangled in the spring breeze in the light dance, golden rapeseed flowers competing for color, endless wheat field represents the hope of a bumper harvest, and even more graceful flowers and noble peonies, showing her beauty to the people. Even the unknown grass is not willing to lag behind, shaking her lovely body to people waving. It's like being in a painting, and you can't help but marvel at this most beautiful April day on earth.
46, "At the end of the prosperity, there will be zero fall. Waiting for some days, April curtain down, so delicate and extreme flowers will eventually open to the final after the fragrance of the exhaustion. A dusk a sudden rain or a night of wind, you will meet a shower of petals or sad in a ground of flower mud.
47, the beautiful April days on earth can always be hand dipped, people only care about their appreciation of the fragrance no one will be distressed by her short, I just think we are in the red dust, but so easy to satisfy, unconsciously less a lot of fickleness, and more a few points of the feelings of serenity.
48, it is March day, the day 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 is Chu Chu flow green.
49, spring in the embrace of the mountains, but also leaked very much. The peach blossom there is still in bloom, roaming thin clouds from this peak flew over the peak, sometimes stopping for a while, in order to block the sun, so that the ground of the flowers and grasses in its shade to avoid the intimidation of the light flame.
50, quaint field paths, poking their heads out of the quiet village, climbed over the low simple small earth bridge, followed the farmer's footsteps have been stepping into the field. Grass along both sides of the path, satin-like spread out, pulling people's eyes into the distance. On the sunny slopes, starry wildflowers, yellow, purple, pink, a clump, a cluster, a flower, next to squeeze bloom. They are the most brilliant smile of the season, they are the April field quietly picked up a brightly colored lantern.
51, spring is a seeding season, which is recognized by everyone's 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 cultivation harvest and then sowing it?
52, flying willow flakes, flaunting the April breeze, will be my heart layer by layer lifted, sprinkled with a lifetime of tenderness and good understanding, fluttering up my loneliness, sadness and then into nothing, I would like to be given in this season to bathe in the spring, wash away my dust, so that every cell is exhaustive refreshing, simple!
53. If there is a distance between the branch and the soil, my fall is only to touch your soft heart. If you hold me in your hand, I will be in the April breeze to burn all the bright, just to melt the beautiful into your eternal imprint. If time stops here, I would like to die in this moment. I would like to float into your life, become a thousand years of petal rain.
54, everyone has spring. Whether it is you, or me, everyone can have laughter, love and intoxication in the spring.
55, April, everywhere a thriving. April, my heart, also bloomed a flower.
56, spring. The yellowed wilderness turned green. New green leaves grow on the dead branches. The sun smiles gently on everyone, and the birds sing and fly. Flowers are opening, 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.