In May, bid farewell to the charm of spring and usher in the beauty of summer. In May, the water is greener, the mountains are greener, and the flowers are more fragrant. May, like the baton of spring and summer, passes on the splendor of spring to the splendor of summer.
In May, with a wisp of early summer breeze, wander the seashore, feel the softness of the golden beach, enjoy the majestic momentum of the sea, and listen to the sound of the waves lapping on the shore. The salty smell that permeated the sea breeze was full of the smell of hometown. The sea is the pride of the hometown and the eternity in the hearts of the hometown people.
The sea dwells forever in the heart, like a lover who lives forever. I often look at the sea, and whenever I see each other, the sea is my deceased, and I am also the deceased of the sea.
Strolling on the beach, let the sea breeze blow long hair, let the thoughts fly in the air, the past is like a dream, half lost in the sea, half preserved in the memory. Sitting quietly on the beach, staring at the sky, and looking at the sails on the vast sea, it reminds me of the scenery and stories on the other side.
At this moment, I am a woman who looks at the sea, will there be a woman on the other side who stares at the sea and the other side of the sea like me?
In May, I would like to go up the hill alone. Wandering among the green pines and cypresses, looking up at their majestic and majestic posture, I will lament the tenacity of their lives and admire their evergreen spirit, as eternal as heaven and earth. They were born in the mountains, grew up in the mountains, weathered by wind and rain, arrived at the cold, did not have external cultivation and pruning, but were born straight and tall, even towering in the sky. They are like warriors guarding the frontier, solemn and heroic.
Sit still in the valley and watch the babbling brook, crystal clear, flowing for thousands of years, and enduring.
This is a clear spring in the mountains, as pure as holy water, and there is a clanging sound echoing in the quiet valley, like a beautiful string sound, like a beautiful fairy playing a beautiful song with a delicate and soft jade finger, the ethereal spirit of the mountain flowing water, making people feel relaxed and reverie. When a bird song pulled me back from my thoughts, but I saw the mountain wind, the loose waves, and the stream rushing.
The hills in May, verdant and lush, with the arrogance of trees and the gentleness of streams, are empty and quiet, far from the noise, sparsely populated, but they are a wonderful place for self-cultivation.
In May, the colors become more and more grand, not only the plants of the leaves, but also the brilliant summer flowers, which are charming and charming.
In May, I would like to enjoy the beauty of the surrounding area with my close friends, and every weekend we travel together, we are like happy butterflies shuttling through the colorful flowers, taking a photo in front of this flower, taking a picture in that piece. Words are accompanied by laughter, memories are accompanied by imagination, smelling the flowers, looking at the scenery, leaving happy moments, recording moments of reunion.
We are childhood partners, teenagers' classmates, middle-aged old friends, such feelings are pure, deep, and firm. There are also partners at work, we have walked through the years of youth, the eventful autumn of middle age, mutual encouragement and mutual learning, mutual help and mutual love, common growth, mutual progress, and forged a sincere friendship. These two kinds of girlfriend-level close friends have no utilitarian relationship and no messy impurities.
When we are together, we are unrestrained, talking about nothing, having no scruples, there are ridicules, there are jokes, there are several falls, there are complaints, everyone is blunt, you can criticize each other, but never remember hate, and if you change it, you will encourage it. We are deeply in love, love each other, we are sisters, confidants, and relatives.
Along the way, from the young and ignorant childhood to the youthful flying to the middle age of the two sideburns, we have witnessed each other's growth, and we have not abandoned each other for decades, relying on each other, cherishing each other, and having a very strong friendship. We cherish the time together, the time we revel in together, and we enjoy the time together even more.
Our friendship was planted from a very small seedling stage and has now grown into a towering tree, may our friendship be evergreen and evergreen like a green pine and cypress.
If the scenery of nature makes me enjoy it, then the brilliance of friendship in human nature makes my heart full, bright and warm.
I want to spend the early summer of May like this!