: South Lake Chunyun
The lead is reincarnated, the wind and moon transmutation. The first time I saw this, 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.
In the early morning, with a vague memory, with an indescribable feeling, riding the spring wind, I came to the Mengzi South Lake.
South Lake, like a colorful jade emerald, set in the south of the old city of Mengzi, Yunnan Province, with a total area of 410,000 square meters, the water surface of 320,000 square meters. Initially here is the rainwater convergence into a small zephyr, also known as grass lake. The Ming Dynasty excavated it into a lake and piled up three earthen mountains in the lake, which became the three islands in the lake, named after the mythical Penglai, Fangzhang, Yingzhou three immortal mountains. Because it is located in the south of the old city of Mengzi, it is called South Lake; and because of the early scholars often come together, poetry, reading poetry, and there is a "sea of learning".
Through the North Gate, along the lake embankment to the south less than a hundred meters, it will be to the center of the lake island of woad, woad island is east of Yingzhou Pavilion, the Pavilion was built in the Qing dynasty Kangxi twenty-nine years 1690 years, called Ying Xian Pavilion. The pavilion was built in 1690, the twenty-ninth year of the Kangxi reign of the Qing Dynasty, and was named Yingxian Pavilion. It was destroyed by fire in 1858. It was rebuilt in 1888 and renamed Yingzhou Pavilion. Pavilion for the wooden structure, 22.4 meters high, hexagonal pointed roof triple according to the pavilion, the shape is quite beautiful, overlapping arches, flying eaves over the sky, for the Qing Dynasty, the masterpiece of garden architecture. Because the pavilion has a hexagonal, so folk also called hexagonal pavilion.
The three islands of the South Lake, the road is connected, the lake embankment planted willows, the island is widely planted flowers and trees. The lake also has various pavilions, stone bridges and corridors, exotic flowers and flowers, and the environment is quiet. The cultivation of flowers and trees on Siong Island has a history of more than 400 years, and there is a memorial monument and pavilion for Wen Yiduo on the side of the entrance hall of Siong Island Ancient Square.
Step into the island, flowers and grasses withered footprints have long been gone, only melting grass like a green carpet on the shore, the island is full of green, showing the power of life, bright and bright rich in the spring rhythm of the leaves, like a pastoral flute, melodious and melodious, like a green cloud, weaving a beautiful illusion ......
Nanhu's The long embankment, the willow's branches are soft, a few wisps of goose yellow dyed with the warmth of spring. The lake on the Range Tower know a seasonal cycle, suffered from the cold winds of winter baptism, reflected in a pool of blue rippling green water, its appearance of drowsy, such as a dream waking up; gusts of spring winds blowing, the lake glistening, the sky blue refreshing, the sun quietly flowing on the lake, the morning fog, the flavors of a thousand kinds of, just like interwoven into an aesthetically pleasing landscape painting. I was finally touched by the charm of the South Lake in early spring, y enamored of the pavilions and lake rhythms.
Spring rhyme, is a small order of euphony, broke through the confines of the cold, through the long winter, waiting for the warm spring, full of hope in the season, green growth. Like a bright young girl, with light steps, accompanied by shy laughter, awakened the sleeping islands of the South Lake, the South Lake is covered with a gorgeous neon dress.
The spring of the South Lake, unlike other places, the spring here, spring color, spring rhyme, spring. Wandering alone in the sea of green, sucking the green manna, not lose a kind of beautiful enjoyment. Green, moisturizing my soul, she sang the heart of spring.
Morning sun, dressed in overalls of the South Lake administrators, holding the shovel written full of vicissitudes, sketched out the green notes; around the lake air flute sound, from afar vaguely drifting, lured the forest birds awakened from sleep; butterflies up and down fluttering, bees chanting, shuttling; painted eyebrow screaming, playing; feathered swallows across the beautiful arc, cut a beautiful scenery, enchanted with clinging in the willow On the *** goose yellow, dazed by the lake swimming fish ......
Welcome to the woad island to the west, standing on the island of cedar ink green, lawn buds in the wind swaying in the precious as olive oil under the rain infiltration of a petal a petal carefully blossomed, buds into a colorful beautiful purple and red. Vivid life overnight from the Tang poetry and Song Dynasty came lightly; that night, the warm spring breeze blew green South Lake; that night, the gentle spring rain kissed the South Lake woke up the exotic flowers; weathered branches cared for the limp dance of the stunning; spring breeze slanting through the fragrance of the flowers, all the way to the thoughts of nostalgia into a warm and melodious song of the ages. ...... A natural spirit permeates the islands on the South Lake, the lake willow flowers, fiddling with a pool of lake water microwave, just like a combination of spring wonderful rhythm, such as the Qiang flute melodious, like the yaoqin of the charm. I was so enamored that I almost shed a tear, and I even fantasized about getting a way to turn into a cedar, so that I would always be in the unrestricted, wonderful embrace of the South Lake.
Walking on the lake embankment, the warm spring breeze over the face, raising the willow silk, swallows playing, birdsong branches, flowers, as if heaven and earth. Bathe in the spring translucent soft morning sun, enjoy the taste of early spring fresh and light, with the heart to perceive the spring of the ethereal wonderful, my soul has long been in the green mountains and green water between the haunting, the body is unknowingly captured by the South Lake of the spring rhyme.
At this moment, I long to be the seed of the red mountain, nurtured in the warmth of the earth with the smell of the earth's mother's embrace, to be melted in the spring, she will certainly bloom all over the mountains of the thousands of purple and red! How I would like to become an ordinary grass, with the heart to perceive the experience of wind, rain, snow and frost, hammered into the South Lake that a touch of intoxicating green!
Through the long bridge corridor, as through the earthly ties. White marble railing clear, bridge corridor silhouette reflected in the lake, the water clear blue, wave immersion, facing the wind, how much luxury release. The red beak and black wings of the swallows balked at the lake, as if in search of the old dream of the past? The shoreline tourists walking, as if it is to kill time leisure, but also like the love of the distant? The old man seems to be counting the time of his life? In the morning sunlight, the lake, islands, pavilions, tourists, bridges, swallows constitute a charm far from the ink painting, everything has become dreamlike, intoxicating, let people forget, as if the time is fixed in this misty light.
The South Lake, like a dream, will always be like a dream printed in the heart of every Red River people. How many travelers in a hurry to meet between the islands, from the willow embankment, ferry to the pine forest of the shore, a layer of ripples, a stack of green leaves, a tuft of flowers, outlined a strip, a colorful and full of life pattern, all the thoughts again and again intoxicated in the melody of this green. Those who have come to this sentimental place because of the original light-heartedness, also began to have attachment, always can not help but fall in love with the South Lake pavilions in the tea playing and singing in the leisure, fell in love with the island that a cluster of flowers on the face, a cut of the romance of the flow of light.
Nanhu's spring rhythm is a pot of drunkenness and not down the wine, the spring color of the South Lake is a pavilion, buds bloomed girl, the whole body is overflowing with a kind of irresistible charm, so that people never get tired of seeing, forget to come back.
South Lake spring color tantalizing, the heart of the excitement is difficult to express, this is the gesture of life, polite but no loss of magnificence, noiselessly to the people to narrate a section of the life of the splendor of the slow, exhausting the prosperity of the season and the season of the fading ......
Winter to spring, the time of the garden full of fragrance, light yellow and light green嫋 The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do that with the help of your own personal computer. The warm wind blew away the heart of the haze, strolling in the South Lake on the island, reading the Qingdai gray haze, the morning mist, let people hear the spring rhyme notes, smelled the fragrance of the soil. The bright scenery of the South Lake, as if unfolding a cloudy, as if the beautiful picture of the fairyland.
Tasting spring colors, chanting spring rhyme. South Lake is the unique beauty of the four seasons. I love the South Lake this colorful season, the breeze blowing, the flowers emit a wisp of fragrance, intoxicated. A penetrating shock to the soul, lamenting the shrewdness of nature, which retains a most primitive beauty, return to self, find the most beautiful heart of the Holy Land.
Enjoying the spring rhythms of South Lake, at this moment, I would like to take a childhood memories, to nature to appreciate the lonesomeness of the setting sun, walking in the curved path, so that their own hearts, with the road down the ups and downs, and then walk in the clear stream, to pick up the free breath, the inspiration of the waves; in the silence of the spring flowers and autumn moon, the summer rain knocking on the windows of the happiness of life!
: spring rhyme
When the swallows with the spring mud, tied with the dream of Jiangnan, murmuring over thousands of mountains and thousands of rivers, back to their hometown, I know that the spring is coming.
Early in the morning, push open the closed window pane covered with fog, a warm current together with the radiant sunrise rushed into the house. The air was fresh and warm, and I drifted as if I were in a magical fairy tale world full of spirits.
Looking into the distance, full of green and red, purple and gold mountains, superimposed emerald like a picture, clearly visible. Mossy rocks such as the loss of license of the old man, drunkenly lying on the hillside; is melting spring snow clinging to the mountains, reflecting a thousand sunsets, dazzling.
The mountains know the cycle of a season, full of winter snow baptism, reflected in the Xuanwu Lake, a pool of green water, just waking up the appearance of sleep, just like woven into a beautiful landscape painting. A gust of spring wind blowing, the lake glistening, the sun quietly flowing on the lake, the morning mist, flavor. The sky is so blue and refreshing that it is simply a fairyland on earth. I was finally touched by the divine charm of early spring.
And with the footsteps of spring, I can not help but out of the confinement of a winter cabin, bid farewell to the hustle and bustle of the city, y infatuated with the rhythm of the landscape. I like the scenery of early spring, no summer thunder and lightning, no rainbow after the pride.
In the wonderful nature wonderland, I clearly heard the kapok seeds in the soil under the care of the sound of breaking free; I opened my arms, gently embracing the wonderful nature, in the nature of the wilderness to let out a cry, singing. I can not help but play my beloved violin, singing and dancing with love.
Bathing in the spring translucent soft sunshine, enjoy the taste of early spring freshness and lightness, with the heart to perceive the spring of the ethereal wonderful, my soul has long been in the green mountains and waters between the haunting, but the body is unknowingly captured by the warmth of the spring rhyme.
At this moment, I long to be the seed of the mountain red, nurtured in the warmth of the earth with the smell of the earth's mother's embrace, to be the spring melt, she will certainly bloom all over the mountains of the thousands of purple and red. How would I like to become an ordinary grass, with the heart to perceive the experience of wind, rain, snow and frost, hammered into the Xuanwu Lake that a touch of intoxicating green.
Under the bright sun, the mouth of the old farmer with dry tobacco, holding the old plow full of vicissitudes of writing yell, sketched out the notes of the afternoon harvest; shepherd boy's flute from the opposite side of the lake vaguely drifting, attracted the birds in the bamboo forest awakened from sleep; butterflies up and down fluttering, bees chanting, shuttling; painted eyebrow screaming, playing; feathered swallows across the beautiful arc, cut a beautiful scenery, enchanted with a clinging in the Willow on the *** goose yellow.
Flower buds swaying in the wind, in the noble as olive oil rain infiltrated by a petal a petal carefully bloom, buds into colorful beautiful purple and red. The vivid life of the night from the Tang Dynasty and Song Dynasty came gently; that night, the warm spring breeze blew green Jiangnan, that night, the gentle spring rain kissed the waking up of the hundred flowers; the weather-beaten branches cared for the limp dance of the music; the spring breeze slanting through the fragrance of the flowers, all the way to the thoughts into a warm and melodious song of the ages.
Searching for the marks of the old trees and withered vines, along the winding mountain road in early spring, meditating to appreciate the beauty of nature, appreciating her without the bustle of the busy city, appreciating her without the pollution of the coal ash and waste water, the thoughts slipping through the brain boiling, the heart with the wonderful spinning of the ethereal.
The pines and cypresses are dark green, the brook flows quietly, the birds and the flowers, the flowers bloom, beautiful flowers. A natural animation filled the earth; lakeside willow flakes, fiddling with a pool of lake water microwave, just like a combination of spring rhythms; such as the Qiang flute melodious, like the yaoqin charm, I was so intoxicated that I almost want to shed a tear. I even fantasize about getting a way to change into a white fruit tree, so that I will always be in the unrestrained, wonderful embrace of nature.
"Suddenly the spring breeze comes, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom." Yes! Spring scenery intoxicates us, nature in the cycle of seasons is eternal, the world of strife in nature's eyes is so small. Against the laws of nature, nature will also commission the "Red Queen" to give a merciless return, such as writing ancient rhymes without rhyme.
People and nature should live in harmony, human beings in the enjoyment of the spring rhyme, feel the spring at the same time, but also to cherish the spring, to protect the nature of the beautiful ecological environment.
Friends, let us wake up in the divine rhythm of spring, leap in the rhythm of spring, join hands to protect our beautiful mother earth!
：Spring Rhythm
The cold and windy winter passed by silently, and the sunny spring came quietly without rain.
Spring is the first of the four seasons, it, with a cheerful step quietly came. Grass for it, desperately drilling out of the soil, quietly grow green buds; flowers for it, slowly blossomed their most beautiful side; willow tree for it, quietly grow green leaves; birds for it, singing in the branches, for the early spring played the first song.
As the saying goes, "The time of year is spring." The spring girl came, the river sang joyfully, gurgling to the far side of the flow; flowers re-wearing colorful flower dresses, talk to each other to brew each other out of happiness, grass all spirit mix, wearing green clothes Tong, beautiful and incomparable.
Spring, the birds are from the south to fly back to the north, they want to celebrate the arrival of spring, they use that beautiful singing voice to sing.
Spring, in the park's lawn, the grass quietly out of the ground, east to see, west to see, oh; spring is here! The spring breeze passed by, the grass nodded to the spring breeze, and then danced. When the spring rain came, the grass took a bath, and the leaves were even greener. The grass grew quickly, and in a few days it covered the grass. Green grass on the stars and yellow flowers, how beautiful blanket ah! It is the spring girl to the earth paved.
In March, the willow tree drew new branches and grew young leaves. The young leaves just emerged, a piece of holding together, as if a few hard to part brothers, but also like a green flower bones. A few days later, the leaves separated, like blooming flowers. A willow branch is not noticeable, but more dense, it is very beautiful, if you look at the distance, the willow tree seems to be a green mist.
In April, the peach blossom, a group, a cluster, full of branches, emitting a faint fragrance, pink petals, yellow stamens, really beautiful. Anyone who sees it will praise a few words. From a distance, the clusters of peach blossoms look like a pink haze. Ah! They are the haze on the ground! Look, they are smiling at the sky full of sunshine.
As soon as Cinderella rang the bell of spring, the spring breeze sister will dance, we these "small" under the leadership of the spring breeze sister, came to the square, flew a variety of kites, those strange kites, in the blue blue sky to fly, enjoy the magic of nature.
Spring is colorful, I love spring, love it to create a picturesque earth, subject to it gave us a piece of purple and red, the flowers of the earth. People who have read also: