The sun was reddest all around, so red that it was mesmerizing. The red spread in all directions, spreading half the sky, one layer fading more than the other until it turned grayish-white.
Oh! Spring rain ah, the original you follow the spring girl together to the earth, make the earth vibrant, exudes a fresh breath. Your dexterous hand, pulling people's heartstrings, pulling people's beautiful hope.
The new spring sun is not very warm, but a clear light increases the heat in everyone's heart and body.
Our prosperous Shenzhen is very special, its winter is warm, it is like spring all year round, and the winter is also with a hint of warmth, when we go out for a walk, we will see the trees are green and green, while the trees in other cities are already bare. We don't even have a piece of snow in winter here, which is unexpected.
The winter is so quiet. The cold makes the jumping and screaming river lose its gurgling sound, makes the rushing river silent, and makes the boundless sea calm down and give them a rest.
The leaves of the big trees seemed to be curled by the sun, and the heads of the small trees drooped listlessly. Even the paddy fields were cracked by the sun, and even the stone road in front of my house was so hot that if I poured some water on it, it would immediately turn into water vapor and disappear.
As soon as I walked into the orchard, I saw the red apple trees, from a distance, as if on fire, and closer to see, an apple as if the little girl's little red face. A turn, saw the golden duck pear, as if a golden gourd, a smell, hey, what is this flavor? Oh, the original is a golden pear, issued by the tempting flavor. Further ahead, and saw a red-orange lanterns, hanging in the persimmon tree, a touch, soft, must be very delicious. A turn of the head, saw the red and round cherries, really like a ruby. Picked one, tasted it, ah! It's really sour! Inadvertently, glanced at the ground, swarms of small ants in the preparation of winter food it.
In winter, the river is frozen, snowflakes falling, and soon the river became snow-covered, can not tell which is the river which is the ground. Children in the thick snow snowball fights, snowman. The white snow suddenly became the children's playground.
The winter girl stepped with the cold winds of the north wind, a wave of the hand down the snow, the school has turned into a snow-covered, silver fairy tale world; "snow pressure pine, pine is straight and straight", the leaves of the pine tree as if it were like needles, a cluster of outward stretching, each of which is sharp and powerful, as a kind of spirit to support them. The first is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what you are doing, and what you are doing.
1 favorite winter sunny morning, I entered the park from the middle of the acacia to the south gate, the east only showed white, the moon hanging diagonally in the southwest side of the tree tops of the flute, not very bright, listless, like a sound sleep, but also like shy, and sometimes like a naughty child playing with a paper boat, let the thin paper immersed in the water to spread out, and has been soaking to the crystal clear, without the soul of the paper.
1 pine forest, not only pine needles, and matsutake mushrooms. That should be the summer, after a rain, we children are eager to try, the grass of the mountain is still dripping with the sound of the remnants of the rain, stepping on the mud we will be in a hurry to set off. The pile of mushrooms, along with the rain, top break the suppression in the head of the soft soil of the pine needles, from the ground up, soundly breathing the clean air after the rain, with their unique mushroom aroma and partners greeted.
1 Beijing's garden architecture in the nuances of artisanship. A section of the corridor, a clump of grass on the edge of the steps, a set of subtle carvings, all play a subtle role in the atmosphere. For example, the Summer Palace in the corridor, a mile long, divided into a dozen segments, each section of the room on the painted, or mountains, or water, or people, or things, or historical stories, or myths and legends, none of the same. A "Chang'e to the moon" painting, the characters are vivid. Painters may have absorbed the Dunhuang murals in the flying pattern of the artistic essence, some "Wu belt when the wind" flavor, people carefully to taste.
1 sunset, woods, a yellow flower, a person. In this early winter dusk. Everything is so beautiful, so beautiful that people are sad, so intoxicated.
1 In the spring fields, the moist air is swirling with the tantalizing aroma of grass; in the fields, from time to time, the aroma of the soil. As far as the eye can see, it is full of tender green wheat seedlings, stretching all the way to the distant horizon, while the haze leaves its fondness for the dome of the sky at the same time, but also for the earth. The sun was about to set, but the sky was still bright. At this time, there were only a few white clouds in the sky, like a few sailboats traveling on the sea. By this time, the birds in the trees and on the ground had almost returned to their nests, but some of them were still out for food. Suddenly, more than one little bird got frightened and dragged out a long cry and flew into the distance.
1 The most attractive is the grandmother's home lotus pond, lotus leaves, lotus flowers and lotus roots grow in the pond, some of these flowers bloomed, some did not bloom, some buds are waiting to bloom, the color of the flowers is pink, they are so beautiful ah! The color of the lotus leaves is green, the leaves are very big, some of the lotus stems are curved, some of them are straight, they are high out of the water, the wind blows, the lotus leaves will turn like a gyroscope, like dancing, bees and butterflies also come to participate in the dance of the lotus flowers and leaves, beautiful!
1 came to the countryside, as far as the eye can see, a large area of golden rice, the autumn wind, the rice swaying with the wind, as the waves of the sea, wave after wave. In the orchard, the fruits are also ripe, yellow pear, red apple, orange tangerine ...... fall in the branches, the branches are bent. Roadside golden leaves, paved a "Golden Avenue", leaves reluctantly left the branches, like a butterfly in the air fluttering lightly. Branches alone, like an aging grandfather out of hair ......
1 I went to look for the spring with a curious mood ah, I saw the spring in the distance of the rolling hills, became pale green near the hillside grass quietly drilled out of the ground, they are tender, green fat leaflets, like a just Sleeping fat doll this one, that a cluster, dotted the steep hillside trees on the slopes are also quietly draw out new branches, grew like grass like new shoots willow branches hanging down, like a line hanging in the tree that tender XX small leaves, like the line on the petals of the line line poplars bloomed, these flowers, these flowers in bunches, is the purple-red body full of very soft hairs, like a caterpillar, the flowers are very soft, like a caterpillar, the flowers are very soft, like a caterpillar, like a caterpillar, like a caterpillar, like a caterpillar, like a caterpillar, but also the trees on the hillside, the trees are also very soft, like a line, like a line, the trees are very soft, like a line, like a line. Really interesting mountain peach show petals spitting stamens, apricot flowers on the branch, pear flowers compete for colorful ......
1 snow stopped, the air like being filtered, extra cool, extra fresh. The playground was suddenly lively, some students are playing snowball fights, some are rolling snowballs, pile of snowmen, they chased, laughed, and patted each other on the snow, they seem to feel not cold at all, laughter echoed in the campus.
20, in the morning, the sun rose from the east, the soft light shines on the water, sparkling, far away, the brook is like a golden ribbon around the small town, adding infinite vitality to the small mountain town.
2 Spring, everything is recovering, flowers blooming. The ice above the river melted under the warm sunshine, and the two sides of the river showed a vibrant scene. Children can pick wildflowers and play hide-and-seek by the river, which is very interesting.
2 When the setting sun sinks. When the silver-gray twilight dew covers the grassland, you will see countless points of red firelight, which are the herdsmen burning copper kettles to prepare dinner.
2 The original white grass is now green, and the grass has changed its clothes. A breeze blew, the grass swayed with the wind, like doing radio gymnastics, the original layer of thick ice of the river, has been as before, joyfully flowing, the river, a few lovely ducklings are joyfully playing, but also from time to time called a few times.
2The Qiandao Lake in winter is different from the Qiandao Lake in weekdays! In winter, the beautiful lake surface, always sparkling, as if a lovely face in the smile. This is reflected in the lake in the green mountains, blue sky and white clouds in the woods as if a group of lovely children dancing. The lake dances, the mountains dance, the white clouds dance, the woods dance. The plum blossom in the park is not willing to lag behind, with the arrival of the winter girl, also danced up.
2 The autumn wind is rising, the harvest season has come, the autumn is thick, the yellowing leaves are floating. Early in the morning, the dawn of autumn has come, the sunshine spread to the earth, cool wind, so that we will be all the annoying brain are thrown to the clouds. Cool wind, clear water, high mountains, blue sky, light smoke, dense forests, yellow leaves, high sun, white clouds, the autumn scenery is very beautiful, really call people praise. Autumn is a picturesque poem. Autumn is the chapter of Xu Xu like life.
2 came to stay in the garden, you see groups of koi carp swimming in the water, ripples out of a confused patch of light, as if the sky's colorful clouds landed here. They sometimes hide at the bottom of the lake, sometimes leaping out of the green wave, sometimes looking at the pedestrians coming and going, very spiritual look.
2 This is a ten-meter wide river, the river is not clear, but the river floating lotus leaves are evergreen, every day home from school, I always have to look at her, the mood has become to relax. Especially in the height of summer, a small lotus flower out of the mud. They are not as huge as the West Lake Lotus, not as fragrant as osmanthus, and not as dense as peach blossoms, they are just silently open, although scattered, but invariably give people a feeling of freshness.
2 Autumn rain stopped, autumn is here, the sun came out. Look, the apple quietly opens its green leaves. The autumn rain girl is walking in the field. The red sorghum saw the autumn rain girl and then look at themselves, shy, covered themselves up; rice saw the autumn rain girl, bent a waist, like bowing!
2 Torch Square has an oval imitation Roman-style building, there is a level of steps up, standing in the highest place, there will be a breeze with the flavor of grass swept across the face. Then you can look at the square below the large swaths of people, or playing chess, or dance fan, or whispering, or a family *** enjoy the blessings of heaven, a harmonious scene. Surrounded by very, very tall buildings and patches of green space.
30, snowflakes form thousands of crystal bright, like a warrior on the march, clad in silver armor, but also like a piece of white sails in the voyage.
3 summer nights are always so intoxicating, the dark sky dome is covered with points of bright stars, appearing particularly dazzling. A round of bright moon hanging high in the air, pale light like a light yarn, fluttering, reflected in the river, like a layer of broken silver, crystal bright flash. The summer night wind is expected, slowly blowing, extra fresh, cool. Hiding in the bushes of the frogs also began to indulge up, "croak croak" and screamed endlessly, clinging to the trunk of the cicadas also do not concede defeat, "know know know" in the call; I do not know when the fireflies also flew out of the cool, in the trees flashing, especially good-looking.
3 autumn is not my favorite season, not as vibrant as the spring, unlike the summer sun, different winter cold, but sometimes there will be a warm wind, different from the spring wind, the wind contains the flavor of fruit trees and flowers and grasses, gently, gently, swept over the hearts of people.
3 There was not a wisp of wind on the surface of the lake, the light of the lake was as clean as an unsharpened disk of jade, there was a bright moon in the sky, radiating a faint light, and everything around was peaceful and quiet.
3 that the sea breeze blowing more refreshing, a burst of, blowing you relaxed and happy, the summer heat is swept away, really comfortable! Golden sandy beach narrow around the sea, but also a glimpse of the sea, and the sea mirrors, really worthy of a thousand miles of sand, ten thousand miles of sea waves. Both majestic and spectacular, giving people an indescribable kind of emotion. Hand touching the golden sand, a warm current into my heart, really comfortable.
3 everything is asleep, the flowers thank you, to the earth back to the red dress green shirt; butterflies hide, into a chrysalis hidden in the ground; swallows are also too weak to fly away; willow collect soft branches, sprinkle to the earth a piece of indifference. In this moment of silence, you may find a pot of daffodils in the window, turquoise leaves, although there is no graceful flowers, but also let you think it is better than roses. Waxing plum, also not willing to lag behind, show their star-like flowers, full of branches are bright, colorful.
3 I like to get used to looking out of the window, record the scenery along the way, enjoying the reappearance of the food around, sometimes thinking, Chengdu's landscape, how are with the show and spirit, the basin of the topography, the barrier of the Qinling of the Daba, the cold wind blowing impervious to the scorching sun does not dry, by the natural shelter, the Tianfu is so pleasant.
3 If you sit on the airplane down to the bird's eye view, the scenery here is extremely spectacular and beautiful. The network of turquoise, green, and diaphanous forest belts, like a chessboard, divides the yellow fertile soil in one file very neatly. With the change of seasons and the alternate maturity of crops, the fields are like glittering jewels changing their brilliant colors.
3 The afternoon sun, too strong, even the water in the rice paddies, to steam the dark ground to make a small sound. Seedling leaves sunburned rolls, lost tender green luster, and no wind, people walk on both sides of the ridge with seedlings, simply hot and sweaty, gas is not easy to breathe a mouth, so no one wants to come out.
3 The river is as clear as a transparent blue ribbon. A group of small fish swim over the top of the water. They surfaced for a while and disappeared under the water. Suddenly, the small turtles from the bottom of the water out, some and the small fish race, some out of the walk, and some swim up to the surface of the air it.
40, fall is the season of alternating summer and cold. An autumn rain a cool, a few days ago after an autumn rain, there is no longer a hot and difficult temperatures, the raging tigers abruptly disappeared. People can go out of the house, into nature, enjoy the autumn scenery; autumn no longer have radiation burning ultraviolet, sunburned skin hot, autumn sunshine gives people the feeling of soft and charming; lustful typhoon, the whistling rainstorms have been far away, the autumn wind gives people the feeling of crisp and cozy.
4 The night is thickening, the "bright lights" in the sky more and more. And all over the city really lights up, especially around the harbor around the hillside of the lights, reflected in the blue sea from mid-air, with the waves, swaying, flashing, like a string of flowing pearls, and that piece of the densely populated dome of the stars reflect each other, very beautiful.
4 The campus is beautiful in the moonlight. People talk about the sky, carefree; children play in the moonlight, running around happy; campus flowers and plants, in the company of the moonlight also entered a sweet dream. Gradually people thinned out, everyone went home to sleep, only the moon and a few stars to accompany it outside. Although people have gone home, the moon is still selflessly spreading its beautiful light to every corner of the earth. Just as Lao She's "The Moon" wrote, the moon is the purest thing in the world.
4 Misty, heaven and earth in one color, the man has gone, his mausoleum is still there. But see the mausoleum on the grass as blue, green trees, forests and trees between the diffuse floating white fog, as in the past when the quartet chased the sun full of bravado, witnessed this scene, can not help but sigh, then contemplated for a moment, improvised a poem, the poem: "remember the heroes of the past chasing the sun line, and now on the mound of grass, green, and give up their lives to seek the merits of the matter, Peach Grove a thousand years to leave a good name".
4 river sparkling, lotus leaves full of water droplets, water droplets glittering in the sunlight, as if the crystal clear pearls in the jade plate swinging to and fro; lotus buds in the dense lotus leaves, sucking the energy of nature; small frogs as a trampoline lotus leaves, jumping a while on it a while to call, a while to sing a while to laugh; the small fish as an umbrella for the lotus leaves, in the underwater playful The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the color of the leaves, and then you can see the color of the leaves.
4 in the moonlight, I vaguely see the delicate lotus, she is like from the buttermilk washed like, so clear and clean so pavilion, let a person can not help but have love and compassion. I watched and watched, and thought of nothing in my mind, until my eyes dimmed. I just turned back. I realized that the lotus had become slightly clearer again. I looked up at the moon, she seemed to be brighter than just a moment ago, I thought, "Maybe it's for me to better appreciate the beauty!"
4 rain scenery is so beautiful, it is like a Chinese landscape painting, like a poem, but also like a beautiful, hazy dream ...... just when I was completely intoxicated in this beautiful scenery, suddenly, a gust of wind blew, I was violently startled, my heart is always worried that this scenery all of a sudden will be gone wind and never see again, I greedily appreciate this seems like a piece of I greedily appreciate this seems to be a wet ink painting of the beauty, long unwilling to leave ......
4 winter I would like to see the most is the tree hanging, some like antlers, some like coral, some like blooming peach blossom. In order to welcome the arrival of the freezing ice and snow festival, everyone is happy to hang lanterns and carve ice sculptures. Some carved dragon boat, some carved lighthouse, some carved mini charming "Pearl of the Orient", there are carved the lofty and magnificent "Heavenly Palace", really let a person feast his eyes. Some people also look for "bad luck", shaking the tree vigorously, so that the tree hanging to fall on their own, if the tree on the snow, almost the person "buried alive".
4 Dongting Lake's beautiful scenery, let people marvel. Dongting Lake is so beautiful that I was mesmerized by the picturesque scenery. I believe that people who have come here will linger.
4Summer is here, the field is a deep green, the peach tree by the river hangs a tantalizing peach, mouth-watering, adults, ah, like to cool off under the shade of the tree, play poker, play chess. The robin in the trunk of the tree kept calling, so that this quiet summer to add a few points of interest.
50, Wulong Mountain, surrounded by water on all sides, the peaks stand alone, the mountain trees, bamboo into the shade, the mountain wall is steep, the river surging.
5 There is a pond next to the rice field. There is a sycamore tree on the side of the pond. One by one, yellow leaves fall from the tree. Some fell into the water, and the little fish swam over and hid under it, using it as an umbrella. Some fell on the shore, the ants climbed up and ran back and forth, using it as a playground.
5 fall fruitful, I love to eat apples, so I asked a few friends, together to go to the apple orchard to pick apples. An apple to the children's smiling face, and like a red fire, in short, my mouth stayed. Those naughty little apples, see me, bobbing their heads, so cute. My friends and I picked and picked and picked, finally, we were about to fill the basket we prepared, but unfortunately the wind blew, a basket of apples were blown over. We had to pick them up, ah, finally finished! The birds are singing above us, and the sun sees us and smiles happily.
5 A house in the distance, misty and smoky, like a mirage. A mountain rolling, vague, smoky, like a fairyland on earth. A piece of green in different shades, like a piece of green misty ocean!
5 The end of the woods, the harvest scene in the distance jumped into my eyes. In the field, the rice is golden, as if the ground is full of golden treasure, rice has been bent by the crown of the head, but it is not satisfied with the current situation, but also to continue to grow as if they seem to create the Guinness Book of World Records it! A smile of joy on his face, the wind blew, it also beckoned to us, inviting me to visit the place where it is lodged.
5 Swarms of bees, flapping yellow wings, buzzing busy honey; that colorful colorful butterflies, also dancing in pairs.
5 cold wind "whistling" roaring, with its thick fingers, brutally grabbed the pedestrian's hair, needle-like stabbing the pedestrian's skin. Pedestrians have no choice but to button up their winter coats tightly, put their hands in their pockets, shrinking their necks, walking briskly. The pines and cypresses on both sides of the road, but the spirit of standing, proudly welcome the wind, rain and snow, inspiring people to bravely move forward.
5 The sky is orange-red. In the evening, the sun went home, the sky turned orange-red, like a gold coin, and like a pile of rice. The bird came again, it always can't suppress itself, it is always attracted by the sky, it always can't help but kiss the sky. The sky has that rice-like color that it loves, the sky is the only one in the bird's heart, it is the bird's belonging. The orange-red sky is the pride of Master Dusk, the pride of Master Time. Take another breath, warm and soft. The clouds are here again, and the sky under them is getting more and more orange and red, more and more brilliant.
5 Deep dwellers may never understand the loneliness of the city, after leaving the hustle and bustle of the city, the night led me to show its simplicity and dexterity. The field is silent, only a burst of endless monotonous cicadas and not far away from the bald tree under a variety of insects in the lingering song. The moonlight is bright, shining on the forest path more exciting and angry. I understand what, the charm of the night has a different people's creation, labor and harvest!
5 spring rain is continuous, soft, it moisturizes the earth, caressing the earth, whispering the earth, in people do not know when they quietly converged into a small river, accumulated into a deep pool. Ah, the original is the spring rain to bring green life to the pool.
60, the maple forest to the earth laid a red carpet, the autumn wind blew, the maple leaves issued a clattering sound, as if in the applause to celebrate the harvest scene. Look, the wildflowers, how enthusiastically they bloom! How exuberant! Yellow, red, white, purple ...... a flower, a cluster, facing the autumn wind, wearing frost, fight for beauty, spitting fragrance, open to everywhere, simply become a world of brocade.
6 lazy winter in the earth-shattering sound of firecrackers faded away. In the heat wave of joy, in the auspicious blessings, spring quietly arrived. The cycle of the millennium is still the same, the light tenderness of spring has a beauty that can not be hidden. Warm but not hot, bright but not evil, tolerant but not harsh. With a frank and generous smile, she explains all the calluses and blood blisters, all the expectations and aspirations. This is a season full of vigor, where all hopes sprout. The spring breeze softly blows away the ice and snow and disperses the mist. Spring's song through the stacked barriers of the world, singing green the grass in the cracks of the stone, the woods by the river and the courtyard moss; sing the geese flying south; sing the sleeping frogs wake up ...... sing a colorful and varied world.
6 There is not a cloud in the air, there is not a bit of wind, there is a hot sun overhead, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
6 Autumn arrived, the fields all golden, the river side of the peach tree gradually take off the green clothes for the golden clothes, with the weather slowly become cold, the peach tree girl bear the pain, write their own clothes into a blessing, to the earth, the animals received the blessing, from from the ready to spend the winter of the food.
6 red wild strawberries, a little red in the green bushes, coaxed the free state of mind. My eyes quickly outstretched flexible hands, in the strawberry thorns shuttle, busy green. A sweet fruit fell into the pocket. I taste it with my mouth, sweet, unique flavor stimulating the tongue, enjoy this leisurely leisurely meditation feeling, lips and teeth overflowing fragrance, lingering in the heart.
6 I waded into the deep mountain valley. Follow the mountain, against the current. A trace of wind with poetic warmth, gently blowing across my cheeks, always nostalgic. It is not difficult to imagine the green always surround you. Green, refreshing, never get tired of seeing, it represents the color of life, the color of nature. The long-lost green, after a winter, has returned to its freshness and brightness. The robin stops in the woods to play hide-and-seek with me. My mouth sings "The Story of Spring", and my heart thinks of the joys of summer. There is no lack of birds and the harmony, so people never get tired of hearing.
6 Winter is pure. When winter comes, the world becomes snow white, white and flawless, white cedar softly spread on the ground, as if for the earth to lay a layer of silver carpet. Pine trees on the pressure of thick white snow, like a loving mother gently holding their children. Snow under the pine branches also show a little green, for this white world added a little different color.
6 stream side, overgrown with a lot of unknown grass, I recognize a can be used in the wild vegetables ---- water cress, standing in the water, posture wonderful, around some wildflowers dotted between.
6 hot summer, the land is very thirsty, the water just touched the soil, the sound of squeaking, and fine and clear, not at all flowing, immediately sucked dry, leaving a small circle of faint shadow around the whiskers. That shadow faded quickly before his eyes, and in a moment there was only a small, almost unrecognizable trace left.
6The dusk of late autumn always comes quickly, and before the water evaporated by the sunlight on the mountain field dissipates, the sun sets into the western mountains. So the arboreal winds of the valleys, with their heavy coolness, drove the white mists to wander down the mountains, while the shadows of the mountain peaks, more quickly falling back upon the villages, grew thicker and thicker in shadow; and gradually they mingled with the night, but soon, again, were candled by the moon to a silvery gray.
70, gusts of spring wind, blowing away the clouds, the sun gladly showed his smiling face, pouring warmth and light over the lake.
7 The arrival of the winter girl, just overnight, she wore a white winter coat, gently touching the earth, the earth then put on the girl gifted it with winter clothes, the earth then summoned the tree elves, so that they also put on new clothes, and in this way, the winter girl flew up to the sky, a wave of the hand, the snowflakes filled the sky, the winter girl satisfied with the flight away
7 Spring is a season rich in vitality, also is a beautiful, magical, full of hope season.
7 The crickets sang a serenade, and the frogs on the lotus leaves by the pool joined the little band. The sparrows on the trees seem to be very shy, occasionally chirping a few times and immediately stopped. Gray road, empty, have not heard the car's chaotic horn, engine sound, only a few tall sycamores are still as usual, standing on the side of the road and the road whispering. Pool, a few willow gently brushed the water, swung a ripple, all the sound stopped, the moonlight is still so soft.
7 need not be close to see, a few miles away from the road, you can see, the mountains of that piece of dark green verdant. This side, Jieshi Mountain, "Niangniang top" is the most **, standing at the top of the peaks, looking around, you can see the beginning of the Bohai Sea from the coast, west to the boundless Yanshan Mountain range, such as a giant in this piece of fertile land resting sound sleep. All kinds of forests and trees such as being covered with it, creating a stone dead like the mountain evolved into a vivid and incomparable life. Those trees, like the hairs on the giant's skin, open and close, so that the mountain has a kind of endless life of the iron bone.
7 The sun in late fall is covered with a reddish-orange lampshade, radiating a soft light, shining on the body, face, warm.
7 The difference between autumn and summer in addition to climate, there are many. For example, the leaves, autumn and summer leaves of the color of the contrast between them. Once in the fall, the green leaves on the trees are not so bright green, slowly from green to yellow, with the depth of the fall most of the tree species of leaves a golden, brilliant, brilliant, in a gust of autumn wind sweeping, pieces of yellow leaves also began to have drifted down to the earth, quite spectacular. On the countryside path, the earthy atmosphere gradually thick up, morning exercise and evening walks, Xi blowing wind with a hint of coolness.
7 The water in the creek is crystal clear, a few children in the happy water fight, all wet, it does not matter, the river fish swimming around, not afraid of the children playing in the river, there are a few adults sitting quietly in the distance fishing.
7 every day gray sky, vertical thin line of rain, drifting hit my window pane. Like that lute woman, luxuriant fingers, strumming the strings, playing pattering sound, such as jumping notes, stringing up the May movement. Such as a cheerful light music, wash away my mortal heart, so that my heart is nothing, where there is dust?
7 Finally, blew a refreshing wind, the trees of the robin and sang a cheerful song, the surface of the Junzi Lake and a piece of light, as if wearing a silver armor, the small fish rushed to leap out of the water, enjoy the cool wind, willow trees also flinging their own long branches of the hair, feel the wind flirtatious ... ...
80, spring, a perfect combination of static and movement of the time. Spring is like an angel, stepping on pleasant footsteps, fluttering to earth. Spring is like a young girl in her flowery years, drumming with the ethereal flavor. Spring is like a painter, full of vigorous colors. Spring is like a magnificent poem, like a dream as sweet, like wine as fragrant.