The smell of spring is the fragrance of peach blossom, rape and winter jasmine. As long as you walk into Shan Ye, you can see the smile everywhere, and you can smell the flowers breathing quietly everywhere. Pick a peach blossom and you can smell the peach-flavored fruit. Picking a winter jasmine can smell the temperament of "no wild flowers at home"; Picking up a rape flower, I smelled the smell of bees and butterflies staying on the beach, and I also smelled the feeling of "I don't know how many flowers I have broken".
The breath of spring is the fragrant and pleasant smell of flowers and soil. Most people don't notice that flowers are slowly blown from a few petals to countless petals and then to the stamens by the wind, and then gradually fall to the ground and blend into the soil ... Everything seems so small, so disapproving. Suddenly I feel that the soil mixed with fallen flowers is very fragrant and memorable. I can't help but think of Gong Zizhen's sentence, "Falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more." I pity those beautiful flowers, and care for this brown soil with my last breath and fragrance, so that the flowers will bloom more beautifully and brilliantly next spring.
The smell of spring is the smell of children flying kites and uncles plowing. Although the sweat smells bad, I don't think I have tasted their fun. Those little faces like flowers, those cheeks covered with comfortable smiling faces, those kites flying in the blue sky, and those hoes covered with mud are all witnesses of their sweet taste and happiness. It is said that sweat is sweet. It must be that Miss Chun filled the world with fragrance and shed sweat at the same time. But Miss Chun knocked over a jar full of fragrance, which spilled too much on the sweat. If it is too fragrant, it smells fragrant and smelly.
The breath of spring is the fragrance of flowers that never fade in the painting. Every beautiful flower will bloom its most beautiful side. Yes, but every time the flowers in the field fade, the flowers on the paper still stand, just as the spring breeze clears the obstacles of the winter wind and comes to the world step by step-the flowers on the paper are in full bloom until they are occupied by summer-and flowers are drawn. However, whether she is here or not, she can always remind people of good memories.
Spring smells good ... a lot. ...