Spring is here, bid farewell to the cold winter, and it is good weather for digging again, drifting through the ancient roads of the four seasons. Warm the heart of the earth with the bright sunshine. Awaken the frozen hearts of mountains and rivers, awaken the grass in hibernation dreams, and bring the fluttering

Willow catkins turn into the stream of time, looking for the beauty of time in the warm sunshine of the gentle breeze dancing on the willows.

The coming spring is accompanied by the eternal spring light, the warm cavity, a wisp of spring breeze, dancing with the gentle grace of the blooming mountain flowers. Use the wind to blow the willows' beautiful posture, use the rain to nourish the tenderness of the grass and trees, and use the birds that can be heard everywhere.

The song wakes up unconscious spring dreams, and blooms with the smile of bright spring charm.

The pear blossoms are like snow, surrounded by peach blossoms. Smell the fragrance of the flowers, watch the shadows of flowers and dancing bees, feel the long grass and the flying orioles, the warm spring sun, the fragrance of flowers, the warmth and tranquility of spring. Suddenly, a breeze passes by, and the flowers undulate like smoke waves on the shore of spring in my heart.

.A kind of respect for time and nature arises in my heart. It is precisely because of the long years and natural reincarnation that the spring scenery of mountain flowers blooming and willow trees blowing on the embankment has also emerged.

The beautiful summer poem "Chi Chi", not to mention the autumn colors that make literati sad! The frost-stained maple leaves, the cool autumn wind, and the crystal dew formed by autumn frost have left many autumn sorrows in the pen and ink of literati.

But in my heart, I always feel that the sadness of spring is better than the sadness of autumn, and falling flowers are more sad than falling leaves. I think that the cold winter snow will freeze the sadness of autumn, and when the warm snow melts in spring, the sadness of autumn will disappear.

Melting into the sadness of spring, it is a different kind of sadness.

Talking about the sadness in spring is a bit sad. Maybe it’s just because young people don’t know the taste of sadness. After decades of reincarnation of the four seasons, they can taste the real sadness. The sadness in spring is a dull shadow that cannot be concealed by the warmth of the spring breeze.

.There are the young willow branches that have been explored by the east wind, the naughty faces of the grass, the joy of the tinkling of the streams after the valleys have melted, and the orchards on the hillside. The pear blossoms are like white clouds in the sky, the peach blossoms are like red clouds, and the apricot blossoms are like rain.

It hurts the spring, and the willow breeze will not be cold after the spring.

Spring is short, the years are long, the four seasons cycle, the grass and trees wither, and life continues. How much coolness, how much warmth, how much joy, how much melancholy, how many unforgettable days gradually become blurred and blurred in the light and shadow of the rising sun. But those unforgettable things

, a memory that is difficult to let go, has staged many tragic stories of "people's faces don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze". How many people are waiting for the spring day when the flowers bloom and fall, and the distant autumn leaves return to their roots.

Time flies, time flies, pick a ray of spring, leave a piece of warmth, and leave a spring-like splendor to life. May the years be quiet, spring flowers bloom all over life, and let the silent spring rain wash away the dust along the way, and in the fleeting time

In the years, only happiness remains.

The stream that runs through the valley divides into countless long trickling streams. The clock is recorded on the stone plate, and the time has been turbulent. When it turbulent again, the tiring time of digging in the ground returns.

With a hoe, I fought against fate in the fields. Flowers bloomed one after another, but I didn't get the results I wanted. I would never admit defeat! The cuckoo's song resounded throughout the valley, and the noisy magpies were still hard to change.

It is your nature to wake up the sleeping people outside the window early in the morning. It is really difficult for you to have a good dream and a good sleep in this season. The vegetables are slowly growing, and you seem to be scrambling to live up to this good season!

There was once a smiling face hiding behind a bouquet of flowers, digging into the ground with a smile. It turns out that spring is here. This is the first ray of sunshine in spring, so warm, so dazzling, so touching. I want to reach out and grab my favorite, the "most beautiful one"

"Love" cleverly hides in a clever body.

That was her naughtiness, which was better than the naughtiness we had when we were children. It even broke many of the taboos we had when we were children! The rules of the world are subject to change, and it is difficult for us to maintain this short life.

In the grass, I wake up at dusk and stay up all night. I yawn from time to time, rub my eyes from time to time, wake up, and always be alert when you pass by me! The empty backpack is full of the fragrance of grass. No matter where you go,

Your presence is low in your imagination. The flowers are fragrant, and your taste is known. There is melodiousness between heaven and earth, and pastoral singing between heaven and earth! Under the thatched eaves, the sunset hangs on the wall, and every word of praise comes out of the window, nourishing the spring scenery of all things.

, sleeping like a dream.

The first alert when I wake up is to look at the growth of vegetables. They are so cute and pitiful. I seal all the vents with a piece of white paper, but in the end the news disappears without a trace... Decorate your hairpin with flowers

Head, time is trapped in ambiguity, you can't rest all night, you are a restless human soul. I don't believe that there will be cunning ghosts to scare me when the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming. If you are serious, then

It must be your little trick, making fun of me!

The stream that runs through the valley divides into countless long trickling streams. The clock is recorded on the stone plate, and the time is always turbulent. When it is turbulent again, the time recorded on the stone plate will come back. Fish lurk in the shallow ditch, waiting for the season

A good opportunity. If the opportunity comes, they will go all out to create a legend for the continuation of life! The angler is motionless and has no breath after a thousand years. Can we believe that he has turned into stone?

When the edges and corners no longer cut your hands, and your wrinkled face is filled with a compassionate smile, will you be relieved that life will finally be so easy? The man holding the lantern was in a hurry in the dark night and accidentally fell down.

His skin was broken, but he didn't dare to make a sound or scream in pain. He knew that it was not only the vicious dogs but also the clowns hiding in the dark! He endured the pain, stood up slowly, and rekindled the fallen fire.

Lantern limped home with difficulty, locked all the doors and windows, and then cleaned and bandaged his wounds. But because it hurt so much, he couldn't hold it back and still cried. He just quickly covered his mouth with the quilt and kept it from the window.

of crying.

What's the point of fighting fate and digging in the ground for a lifetime? It caused a lot of pain, struggling in the hospital bed, waiting to be sent to death. But outside the window, spring came again, the flowers bloomed again, and a group of people started to quarrel again.

Theirs, let these vegetables grow and be picked by others, what will they get in the end? Just a cold bed, waiting for the wail of death to clean up!

I still think about the flowers inserted in my head and dug a piece of ground for myself. Now the new flowers have bloomed again. Has anyone picked them again? Who are they wearing? Those peanuts should always be cherished and appreciated, and they will be cherished.
Chapter completed!