In the spring of daydream

The northern spring comes when the earth is covered with ice and snow. Since the beginning of spring, people are eagerly looking forward to the first spring thunder, the first spring rain, the first cluster of new green, the first bud. But this spring, after a dry and cold winter without snow, the start of Spring and rain water are two solar terms. Spring rains, more expensive than oil, come in late February, bringing moisture to a long-parched land.

Early in the morning, I sat at the window, was attracted by a crisp bird song, so graceful, hundred turns, provoke your thoughts, let your heart can not help but tremble for it, I suddenly realized that spring has come. Thick spring, with life and hope, came lightly at foot. She crossed mountains, flew rivers, and came a thousand miles away. She could not wait a moment to rest, they can not wait to leap on the mountains and plains...... Everywhere, there is a very vigorous vitality.

Look at the spring breeze gently, blowing the roadside weeping willows, light and silent as flowers, the dream smell grass fragrance. Sucking the breath of spring, feeling the soil and grass, blooming the beauty of life. Spring is coming, as the lake thaws, a piece of thick ice floating in the water, peach blossom, apricot blossom, pear blossom one after another, you will really feel the spring is really coming. Spring is everywhere! Even if you live in a high building or in a humble house, spring does not forget you and is generous with its sweetest, sweetest and most harmonious music of Nature.

I remember from childhood floating in the country lane on the spring song, has been singing to the city hard asphalt road, is still spring flowers, is still warm warm, seems to have never changed. I am glad, through the spring of life, I remember everything that happened in the spring, a plant, a smile, they in my face, body and soul, left an indelible mark.

I know, this is the trace of time, maybe they are no longer high-spirited, no longer young, no longer always do about their dreams. However, life for me, but there are so many gifts, so much harvest, who can say that this is not a kind of happiness, a kind of experience of the imprint. No spring flowers, no autumn fruits? What I lost is just the passing years, in the long life after, there are still many mysteries worth exploring, how many answers to the riddle waiting to be revealed, and how many wonderful turning points, crossroads, waiting for me to choose, just like this spring, every day is a new beginning, always worth looking forward to!

Looking down at it casually, another surprise! The roadside hay I do not know when the new clothes in yellow, yellow winter coat is spring breeze blew spring rain, green elf speared out one by one, with pleasant goat and dew, covered with attractive green, occupied the domain of the "winter clothes", then this attractive, fragrant grass, mud crab with show their most beautiful side. I smell the breath of spring, after the winter of every kind of hone, not only is the grass all over the mountains, but all, buried in the dark soil of all the seeds, are eager to break out of the ground, curiously out of the head, looking at the world.

Spring wind, blowing from the distant wilderness, long journey, it swept over the number of gurgling streams, and rushing rivers, and the early sun reflected on the grass on the crystal dew. The warm spring breeze blowing in the face, like feathers, so that you can not help but giggle out loud; And like a child's tender hand, in your face to clap to clap, but you are willing to close your eyes, let him casually on your face and clap and grasp, the heart is sweet.

Spring comes every year, but this year's spring, but let me particularly filled with emotion, it is difficult to give up. Perhaps with age growing, for the four seasons of life, I have entered the summer, after the extremely gorgeous, is long decline, depression, and spring is drifting away, until the winter of life, it happened this spring of nature, but actually every space is full of our life, in the spring sunshine, I really saw my own desolation. However, I really like this spring, the spring of the garden, the poetic season of grass and birds flying, it always brings me surprise, let me understand the new meaning of spring.

Spring is the time of year. Spring is hope, spring is the recovery of all things, is a spring thunder after the sound of the wake up. Spring is not only just the new seedlings, there are thousands of silk sash issued by the new green, more towering ancient trees stand in fine spirits.

What could be more delightful than the gentle breeze of spring, sweeping away the haze of winter, and the gentle rain of spring, quietly nourishing everything? Nature is always with its broad mind, inclusive of all, immutable, in front of it, my lonely point is so small, insignificant.

Spring is the navigation of life. All things need spring, but remember that spring is wonderful and just. It benefits all things fairly, but the evil and filthy things that try to grow from it will be defeated in the cycle of spring. Let us cherish the spring, cherish life, strong and brave to take every step of life!

Author: Zhang Zhaozhu, pen names: Bauhinia Rattan, Zijin Rattan, strangshang Yingchun Kai, linyi, Shandong, now working in Linshang Bank.