The first article

Early summer in May? Author: Let go of one thought

Every year, a flower blooms on this day, but a pomegranate knows long summer. Yang Hua falls in the shade, and the grass grows in May. Green shade gives birth to quiet days, and solitary flowers show spring. Red and purple have become dust in succession, and summer is new in the sound of cuckoo. I knew that I was a Taiping person only when I was caught in Sang Ma's endless journey.

In the early summer, I came to May with the slightest relief of laborers, accompanied by the deep enthusiasm of youth and the deep affection for this spring calf, and came to this flourishing May.

I looked out from the window in late spring to the window in early summer, and I was fascinated by the courtyards of fruit trees, pools of green flowers, secluded Gu Xiang, long wheat greens, green leaves of trees, weeping willows and blooming wild flowers. This watery early summer exudes a faint joy, and those feelings that are immersed in it make me linger in this soft and peaceful day. I really want to spend this bright and shallow early summer in such a comfortable way.

The ethereal spirit may be the beauty of this season. Gently fold a dancing vine flower, silently sip the warm wind that makes tourists drunk, and secretly suck up the green shade that keeps coming, so as to capture the face of this early summer from time to time and tease the taste of this light summer from time to time.

In May, when the sun is weak and the summer is early, the moist and warm light nourishes everything. There are patches of shade under the forest, and the clusters are dotted with patches of light. White Sophora japonica flowers, purple and pink sycamore flowers, and this brilliant red pomegranate flower are all like being notified, and one after another, they are spending their leisurely flowers between heaven and earth.

Listen, maybe, with your eyes closed and your ears pricked up, you can hear the laughing sound of this summer flower "chasing after me" and smell this kind burst of flowers. On the street, people coming and going, wearing thin shirts or half sleeves, leisurely shuttled between spring and summer and between heaven and earth.

at this time, even the occasional clouds floating in the sky and the occasional cool rays are so charming and intoxicating. At this time, I really want to close my eyes and ears, listen to the sound of summer flowers in full bloom and the coolness of the breeze, as if all this is just for the early summer, just to enjoy the faint warm May sunshine with us.

Youth is like water, and time goes by gradually. Before I have time to appreciate this infatuated late spring, I took a hint of light summer fragrance unceremoniously in early summer, setting a clear dream, sitting leisurely on the shoulders of the season and staying on the other side with you and me.

I used to lie on the grass and look up at the clouds in the sky; I used to lie on the roof and look at the stars in the sky. But I don't know that the cloud is the harbor where the soul lives and the hope of flying; That starry sky is the meteor garden in the depths of the soul, and it is the promised end of time. Don't, the moment that hope flies, the moment that the meteor slips, it's just a cup of beauty and a cup of happiness. So, who is sad and who is drunk?

Part II

The most beautiful day is April? Author: Let go of

April, when the insects are humming, the green is dripping, the sun is shining, and the tender branches are shy and affectionate. It is best to be in spring. Look, the wind is light, the clouds are faint, the warm sunshine, the gentle spring breeze and the water near the distant mountains are all in a warm, bright and clean spring day, which makes them poetic, and a lilac is drunk and whispers in a fleeting time ...

Time is light, and I feel the beauty of this world, and beautiful words are written everywhere. In this drunken and fragrant April, will a yearning for flowers always turn around in my heart? Is it reserved and sober, which is the beating of this heart and the ethereal thinking?

casually, walking along a path, you can always meet a tree with flowers and green veins. Between the eyebrows and eyes of spring, the whispers in the depths of the season have become a touch of warm fragrance and touched the softness of the heart inadvertently. The tenderness between the eyebrows, the little smile at the corners of the mouth, and the infinite longing for spring in the bottom of my heart all instantly mingle with the fragrance of trees and flowers in April, resulting in the original honey of love in this altar. "This is the most beautiful April day on earth."

following the gentle track of the sunshine, I am watching every minute. "Flowers are beautiful in the branches, and birds are singing in the branches." The joy of blooming one after another, the lush green branches, the beauty and poetry of life can not help but come face to face. Dull and fresh tells the beautiful initiative, and the feelings like flowers grow gently in the breeze.

Perhaps, the warmest meeting in this warm life is the spring reunion in April. The spring breeze is warm, lush everywhere, birds and flowers are fragrant, and the songs of life are everywhere. A page of Chun Qing, a few shallow poems. A short run aground in a hurry, a fleeting moment of time. A ray of sunshine passed by the window sill, and a little breeze brushed my face when I was in a daze in the afternoon.

Waiting quietly under the flower tree, can Nong understand the melodious tune he once knew? The instant meeting followed the light of Xiyi, and made a permanent promise for April in this world. "The most beautiful thing is April in this world." Or, we will not smile, caress the beauty of this time, or lean on April, fold a willow in this beautiful April, and let ourselves get drunk in the flute.

Chun Er is colored in all kinds of colors, and the heart is fluttering in the sunshine. "With spring in life, there is hope." With a smile and a shallow look back, the most beautiful scenery in April is silently counting the blossoming flowers along the vines of time, shaking off the petals of this whole body, and happily falling on your eyebrows, separating some people and things from the opposite side of time, leaving you in vain to smell the flowers and absorb the aftertaste of this April day.

gazing at the time, quiet words are fleeting. The scenery of life, in the final analysis, is the scenery of the soul and the bodhi of life. In a blink of an eye, April has come to an end, and wheatgrass is intoxicating. With the yearning in her eyes and the call in her heart, the clouds and water are filled with the breath of April, and she unconsciously grows a poetic day. Finger flick, no trace. In fact, these flowers in April have also bloomed quietly in each of our lives.

Do you remember clearly who she declined in this flower blossom, or is it the faint fragrance that refreshes people's hearts and dyes this deep affection in the soul? Just like some love, it doesn't have to arrive, just to add joy to a quiet life. Perhaps, because of the world of mortals, we should have a quiet corner in our hearts to hold a poem, a love, a scenery and a warm flower.

or, we always think that we can find a better self by going around, but in fact, we have long been lost in the annual rings, and even we are eager for the time to come again, but we are no longer that teenager. Better live and love. Let the gentle time ripple on the calm water, leave a little gap for life, leave a little quiet time for yourself, read the heart sound peacefully, and listen to the aftertaste left by time.

perched in the depths of time, always quietly waiting for you. Life is a flower bloom, and those feelings that have been stained with time always stay in the depths of memory, so that all the experienced scenery is frozen into the warmest touch in the heart.

Life is never repeated, so please let us stick to our hearts and keep smiling. I don't want all the days to shine, I just want to feel warm every day, leave a hometown in my heart, and always have a home for my heart, so that my heart can live in this most beautiful April day.

the third chapter

apricot blossom and spring rain? Author: Let go of

March, the spring breeze is blowing gently, the flowers are whispering, the green is overflowing, and the dust is full of fragrance. I don't feel that it is another flower viewing season. Spring can be intoxicating when it is strong, and it can be intoxicating when it is strong. The apricot blossom is already so charming, how can it be worth the love of this spring rain?

standing at the intersection of March, waiting for a spring rain to arrive as scheduled. When I woke up in the morning, I didn't know when it was raining outside the window. One night's rain moistened my childhood dreams, which were the wings of missing, light and hazy, causing this heart to glow like a shiny green, or a deep confession in the silence of this time, and the distant horizon was filled with lingering misty rain, which was gently spreading the ink and painting in the south of the Yangtze River.

open the window of March. The spring rain is misty and the apricot blossoms are fragrant. The thin rain in spring seems to be afraid that the new green that has just escaped from winter will be frightened. It always brushes gently and carefully, and nourishes the faces of all things and flowers smoothly.

it's charming when it's tilted. Then is this the whisper of spring breeze, or the delicacy of spring rain, which has prompted the splendor of this apricot blossom branch in such a short moment? Suddenly, I didn't have time to catch my breath, so I was overwhelmed by this affectionate eye and wet eyes.

a poetic encounter, who fell in love at first sight. Spring rain makes apricot flowers more delicate, and apricot flowers make spring rain more affectionate. Beautiful floral fragrance, misty Chun Qing with a nose full of rain, light and hazy, all over the sky are really fresh and elegant, and the apricot flowers after the rain are like drunk, so delicate and charming that I feel shy.

So, the surprise of this peaceful gathering, is it that Leier is deeply in love with raindrops, or that raindrops are reluctant to part with Leier. Suddenly, the breeze blows gently, and apricot trees are in bud. The dewdrop shook as if it were about to fall. A kind of fresh, a kind of tranquil breath, light and smart, just like the stream, quietly and slowly brewing in the air, making people intoxicated.

It was wrapped around the fingertips of fleeting time, filled with drizzle, and accidentally spilled on the ink pad. At this moment, I really want to listen to the water and let the time flow shallowly. Then, when the fragrance of spring comes and is involved in this dream of apricot blossom and spring rain, will you wake up? This breeze and drizzle lingers in my arms, and my eyes are slightly drunk. Are you willing to open them?

a stroke of Qingyuan, dipped in a wisp of flowers. This extremely lingering rain is holding a picture of the eternal clear water in such a faint rhyme, or awakening all the dormant dreams in this heart, drenching the poetry and moisture of this spring rain. Butterflies pass through the flowers, and the pen tip passes through the heart. At that moment, time is a pleasant surprise. Where does she live and where does the person stay?

is that not seeking to meet the most beautiful you in the most beautiful years, or is it willing to accompany you in this warm years? Light footsteps can always awaken some memories. Heart sounds slowly, in a gentle breeze and drizzle, apricot flowers lie still in the wind, thus stealing a season's tenderness and making a romantic encounter. Then whose love is this apricot blossom?

whose eyes have been moistened by this spring rain? Which is it? I'm waiting for you in the apricot blossom rain, but this oblique wind and drizzle can't wet my heart. The world of mortals is endless, and I can't get tired of my pursuit. Oh, it turns out that waiting for you is just for this heart-to-heart meeting with a smile, a heart-to-heart dust, and the deep companionship in time.

Part IV

The Confusion of Spring: A thousand charms bring everything to life. Author: Put it down with one thought

Look, the flowers are in bloom; Look, Chun Er is flirting. Spring grass is green and carefree; The wind is fragrant and the branches are noisy. Chun Er is Chun Er, and flowers are flowers. ?

the tranquility of the years, the petals contain fragrance; Germination before dawn, quiet and melodious; Be fond of others and scratch the past lightly; Yi Dan's spring, burning incense gladly. Meaningful and memorable fragrance, resting on the bed of memory; Tenderness breeds, but happiness grows. The years that can't be stopped, the time that can't be stopped, and the spring flowers bloom when walking.

"It's beautiful in the late afternoon, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Mud melts to fly swallows, sand warms and sleeps mandarin ducks. " Look, the wind has wrinkled a pool of spring water, and the naughty rain has already awakened the sleeping Kyushu. The first throb of the peach blossom, the flush of the apricot blossom, and the willows say, "Heaven and earth combine to create everything, and Yin and Yang change." You see, you see, in spring, there are really colorful paintings everywhere, and the nose and nose are refreshing.

"The spring breeze blows the cold building all night, and the willows behind the house become warped. Last year, I was drunk in my hometown, but I woke up in Liangshuizhou tonight. Laughing at the lofty aspirations of the past, I feel sorry for the thick clouds at the moment. Why find hibiscus thousands of miles away, and where will you stop? "

in spring, we come with hope; In spring, we come with vigorous steps. We like spring, we yearn for spring, and we feel the warmth and expectation of spring all the time, but perhaps the only thing that can keep pace with spring is our young and energetic mind and our down-to-earth actions for the future. Now that spring is back, those sneaking away times have enriched our lives, although they have aged our faces.

if you are a blue ray, you will be successful. There is no limit to life, but there is no limit to knowledge. Although the four seasons can be reincarnated, life will not come back. After all, if you plant a millet in spring, you will reap ten thousand seeds in autumn. Only by giving, can you gain. Perhaps, life is not waiting for the storm to pass, but learning to dance happily in the wind and rain.

A bird standing on a tree is never afraid of the branches breaking, because it believes in its wings instead of branches. If we all want everything to be better, then instead of worrying about the future every day, we should change ourselves from now on and try to take advantage of the present. During the journey, we always take strange roads, watch strange scenery and listen to strange songs. Perhaps, life itself is a strange trip, and meeting everyone is a beautiful accident.

You are not a Tang Priest, and I am not a Great Sage. All things facing the sea will not be blooming in spring. Perhaps in this ordinary world, as long as you can bite your teeth and persist, it's not too bad. That's just as well as saying, "Don't think about tomorrow, just smile after one day." After all, life only sells one-way tickets, and the past is over, so there is no need to look back frequently. Where it exists, it is better to bloom there.

Liang Harle learned to leave her sorrow, found the pure land with fallen flowers, crossed the ark with rivers, and the flying eagle read the sky. It turns out that before everything, I can also be a mirror, standing in front of myself, and I see everything. Everything looks at me, I am everything. I see everything, everything is me. Everything is born by heart, by love and by me. Thousands are charming, but everything is born.

Chapter 5

Spring breeze and peach blossom fragrance? Author: Let go of

March as soon as I think about it, and everything will revive, and spring is strong. Little tender leaves, tender feelings and peach blossoms, did Dong Er leave in a hurry, or did she never forget the peach blossom fragrance in the spring breeze?

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Fairy under Peach Blossom Temple. Peach Blossom Fairy breeds peach trees and picks them for drinks. " Poetry in the flowers, wine on the lips, and unrestrained words. Then, how many tears of Iraqis have been moistened by this delicate peach blossom, and how many feelings of the world have been dyed ... < P > "Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and it's beautiful for everyone." Yingying spring, soft and fragrant, ten miles of peach blossoms. Who's that? A note of Momoka, a touch of spring warmth, a world of mortals and water, a time of writing, and a long feeling; A nervous bonus, a trembling heart, in the cycle of three lives, I look forward to it, and I feel warm and cherish it. Drunk with the spring breeze, forget the fleeting time, and miss each other.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the flowers are full of sleeves, soft and fragrant, with thousands of customs. Peach blossom, shallow fragrance, slow meaning, floating clouds and dreams, playing the piano lightly, entering the clouds and smoke. Burning youth, breeze blowing, holding your hand, who is that? Looking back lightly, whispering charming words, lightly provoking the dream of peach blossoms in the spring breeze?

People are swimming in the flowers. "an all-consuming love, you can go home slowly." Clever magic pen, peach blossoms, bees hesitating, butterflies dancing. Pick a beam of light and shadow, play a heart-to-heart love, warm spring breeze, peach blossom fragrance, a prosperous dream, poetry and love.

writing in the wind, the water is clear and joyful, the life shines through time, the fragrance is lingering, and it is swaying and singing gently. The world of mortals is close at hand. Is it the peach blossom that perfuses the face, or is it the peach blossom that fascinates the face? hope