Spring wake up
Anyang Media Remind
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Just after the Spring Festival, the people of Benchun eagerly went out of their homes and ran to the wilderness to feel the gradually warming breath, to search for the green shoots covered by dry yellow weeds, to paint the green that had not yet been born on the soft yellow willow silk. Oncoming pedal tricycle, a gray-haired sister-in-law carrying a cart full of fresh and tender moss vegetables was riding towards the vegetable market, beads of sweat on the tip of her nose, and the flower sheets of Mongolian vegetables swayed in the morning breeze of the morning sun. "Sister-in-law, why are your green vegetables on the market so early?" I asked. "It was covered with plastic paper last winter. This is not to rush the spring to sell a fresh well! Seeing that I had no intention of stopping to buy, she stomped her feet hard, and the car flashed past me with a bang.
With the passage of time, the number of people stepping on the spring has gradually increased. In the flower and wood forests on the south bank of the Huan River, on the square, on the water bank, morning exercises, piles up to sing local dramas, walk model steps, dance gymnastics... Spread the spring of an ancient town full of life.
The spring flowers gradually woke up, one, two... In formation, squeezed and squeezed, gradually piled up into a golden mountain, shining on the side of the water's bank, waving the human eye. This hip-hop little thing is like a school doll who jumps over, as long as the season comes and the climate is suitable, she doesn't care what you are windy, rainy, or what, just scramble, fight and play brilliantly. Heartlessness is better than heart, and sometimes happiness is as simple as that.
According to the calculation, the weeping willows stretching for tens of miles on both sides of the Huan River have fallen from the cold leaves last winter, and this year's rain has gradually turned yellow, and the new green shoots have been born during the stinging season, and the interval between life is only more than a month, and among all the deciduous trees in the north, it should be the most flexible and strongest. This is somewhat like the housewife of the fireworks family, although she retreated behind the man and said that I am a woman and a Taoist family can take a big idea, but in fact, in the silent place, it is an eternal scenery.
Spring is the season when birds nest and fall in love. The birds on the branches are beautiful and pleasant, and the song is crisp and gentle. Seeing the figure of the swallows with the soft spring mud busy around, I suddenly remembered the scene when I was a child, when our whole family had just moved out of the reservoir area of the Yuecheng Reservoir, and every spring they had to start building a house: in the vast spring breeze, my father, uncle and big brothers wet one side of the loess into the blank mold, held high dozens of pounds of stone pestle heads, smashed them into adobe one by one, and then dried them piece by piece to build a hut that could rest in peace. The muscular skin they had exposed when they smashed the billets was still dangling in front of my eyes.
Spring is the best season for reading, so let's pick up a beloved book and go to the grassy and floral wilderness to fully understand it.
No matter how tired you are working outside, you can still smile when you get home, maybe you can take off the mask of disguise and be your true self, you don't need to be so strong.
author
Sorkin Book
Pen name Sorghum Autumn
Graduated from the Department of Chinese
He is a member of the Anyang Municipal Writers Association
Anyang Rong Media Center
Source 丨AMG Creative Planning Division
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Co-ordinator 丨 Zhang Lin
Producer/Design 丨Sun Yingying
Photography 丨Qu Haiqing
Duty Editor 丨 Ren Jingya
Responsible Editor 丨 Chen Yue