The ground is dry, but the soil on the roadside has traces of wetting, and the color of the tree leaf houses is different from usual. Last night there was a light rain. This fine rain gently and softly, delicate as silk, light as a needle, quiet, hypnotizing people's dreams at night, we have to thank the gift of God, giving us this fine rain moistening the heart of the night, unconsciously, the light drifting diagonal rain, the dust in the air, in the transparent raindrops tumbled, no longer come out of the rain, with the raindrops fell to the ground, peacefully into the ground. Fine rain, clean the dirty air, wet the dry branches, bring infinite vitality to the earth. That is the silent dedication, that is the thirst of people's hearts, in fact, I want to thank, thank the spring rain to bring me peace into the dream.
The two old women in the pavilion chatted about the rainy season in Guangzhou and the rainy days in Wuhan. As I listened, I unconsciously turned my attention to the lotus pond. Because of last night's rain, the water in the lotus pond is obviously much higher than in winter, those unknown, tiny animals in less than half a meter high water to swim, driving the water surface around uninterruptedly radiating round lovely ripples. On the surface of the water, small flowers and leaves floated sporadically, and algae that had not been removed in the winter grew quietly. A red shiny fat goldfish swims slowly underwater, making the whole part of the water surface of the curved moon type lotus pond also sway up and down, and the reflection of those big trees and small flowers in the water also follow the up and down, left and right curiously swaying. At this time, my eyes never left the pond, my heart had to appreciate the rain, it is, to the lifeless pond added the vigor and vitality of spring.
The pond is about half the size of the stadium, and the edge is made of gray and white bricks stacked together. Although there have been a few years, but left by the traces of rain water washed over the years, moss attached, the bank of small trees climbing down the erosion. Whether near or far, the curved wall of the pond, like an old city wall, after years of polishing, like a giant through the storm. The pond wall of small flowers, grass, because of last night's rain, seems to open more beautiful, grow more green.
Last night's rain seems to be one of the countless timely rain, the lotus root in the pond began to grow stems to the early summer rainy season, the pond lotus leaves swaying in the wind, crowded, like many children wearing green skirts, lively in the wind laughing; that full of lotus, some bloomed brilliantly, some bloomed saintly, just like a thousand charming white fairies. Raindrops fall on the funnel-shaped lotus leaves, like a bright pearl scattered in the green world. Some are shaped like little worms, some are like a transparent band, and some roll down from the edge of the leaf to the center of the lotus leaf. Because of last night's rain, the lotus leaves must grow more vigorously, and the lotus flowers must bloom more brilliantly.
Thinking, smiling, I heard the two old women pointing to the peach blossoms on the bank and shouting, "Look, peach blossoms!" Looking at their figure toward the peach blossom, my eyes also fixed on the newly planted a few peach blossom trees. They were not far from the peach blossoms excitedly cut the dance, chatting about the family, one wearing a red coat, dyeing a head of black hair, one wearing a silver cotton coat, draped in a head full of silver hair, easy to dance, laughter, what a happy happy landscape.
When they were gone, I rode my bike. Couldn't help but look up and take a closer look. This tree is not too many flowers, some bees around the pink peach blossoms sucking honey and passing pollen. This pink in white peach blossom children, some lowered their heads, gently looking at the soil to give it nutrients; some standing in the branches, facing the spring wind, unfolding the moving dance, jumping a fresh and colorful dance; some budding service, such as a shy cardamom girl, looking at the passers-by stopping to watch, lowered his head with a smile, the face of the crimson, and then I thought of their own season, it was, it was once also so beautiful.
The center of the tree, a pink into the eyes. Those peach blossoms, blooming all over the branch, appear to be fuller than the first. Some are like a fan made of flowers, fan page is made of four peach blossoms, light, lovely, bright, dynamic, delicate, and like a pendant, green receptacle, pink onyx, really love "eye". This peach tree is like a huge umbrella. The dark black main pole is the umbrella handle, those in all directions stretching . Is the bracket, those blooming peach is the umbrella flower color, can not help but marvel, a good one made in heaven, the ghostly work of the flower umbrella. Then, I remembered my own double ten years, the original, the beauty of growth so moving.
The one in the distance mesmerized and moved me. Look at the tree full of peach blossoms, a group, a cluster, with its pink smile adorned the upright body. Look closely at the flowers, almost all by five petals to form a flower, they are so small, tender, the spring breeze gently blowing, it will be the whole dance, but I think, it is more like a baby's skin, pink through a little green white bright. Flowers, like a graceful, sex cheerful and gentle, smile bright wonderful girl, passionate, exuberant, this tree's flowers bloom, stunning the whole lotus pond along the landscape! So, I look forward to, my future, also grow into such mesmerizing beauty.
Because of last night's rain, I guess the peach blossom must be more colorful and charming than yesterday. The water of the lotus pond is green, the fish in the water is golden, the willow on the bank is dark green, the sun is transparent warm color, pedestrians wearing various colors of clothes. The moment I saw the peach blossoms, I felt that between the green earth and the blue sky there was another breathtakingly beautiful color - the delicate and dazzling pink.
At this moment, the sun broke through the dark clouds and shone warmly into my heart, and last night's rain moisturized my heart. Spring rain, bring coolness to the heart, drive away the haze in the heart; spring rain, bring life to the lotus pond, drive away the winter depression; spring rain, bring bloom to the peach blossom, drive away the winter depression. My heart to be like the spring rain, dense jump in the heart, jump in the heart of the lotus pond full of tranquility and vitality, jump in the heart of the peach blossom is full of pink burning. Rain is hope, the heart of the lotus pond and peach blossom is a beautiful state of mind of passion, with hope dress up the state of mind, with happiness ignite passion, life must be more and more beautiful, the mood must be more and more pleasant!