The mood in the south is always beautiful. Poets love to praise the tender midsummer, fiery midsummer and warm autumn. Even some poets like to praise the jade bone-like winter, but I prefer late spring.
I like to enjoy nature in late spring. At this time, the world is not artificial at all, and it is so simple and beautiful. The tree buds in the early spring are too weak, but now they are a vast expanse of greenery. Looking up, they are green, dark green, tea green ... Ah, green mountains, green water, all of which are fascinating and enjoyable!
I like the green in late spring, or because she is trying to suck the energy of the sun, for a vibrant summer and a fruitful autumn! Standing under the big tree in the suburbs, it was strangely quiet around. At this time, there was no cicada singing desperately in summer. Quietly, I seemed to hear the "rushing" song coming from the distant river, which was so distant and ethereal.
A gust of wind blew and a flock of chirping swallows flew out of the trees. This newly hatched swallows should only remember this beautiful spring day. They bid farewell to their childhood with the buds in early spring and matured with the music in spring, summer, autumn and winter. And leaves, how many seasons are there? Spring sprouts, and autumn turns into soil for root protection, which can be described as a lifetime of hard work!
In late spring, the river "swoops" and the river is in high spirits, but it sings goodbye to the mountains and rushes to a new life. The songs of late spring are everywhere. From the quiet countryside to the boiling city, look at the factory buildings and streets. Late spring is even more lovely ...
In this late spring season, go into nature and live a boiling life! Accumulate strength in the quiet and dynamic days, usher in a lively season and usher in a colorful world!