Slowly taste the spring colors of the world
Laugh at the lush years
Purple Shadow Cold Autumn
Photography: David Guo, Yuena Shui, Daqiang Pan
Zhu Yan resigned, flowers greeted the trees, and the dreamers of spring in front of them.
What is spring? "Xiao Meng, Butterfly, Spring River Plumbing."
It is a feeling, called happiness, and its local pronunciation is "Jiangnan has nothing, talk about giving a branch of spring".
It is a kind of totem, called beauty, and its content is" The content is "one wish lang jun chitose, two wishes for concubines to be healthy, three wishes to be like Liang Shangyan, and see each other for many years." ＂
It is a language, called vigorous, and its expression is "a thousand flowers and a thousand flowers pressing low on the branches."
It is a kind of longing, called elegance, its elegance, is "looking back, the man is there, the lights are dimmed."
It is a kind of strength, called hair growth, its heroism, is "no wind and rain and no sunshine."
Time, no spring, good times and beautiful scenery are all empty.
Life, without spring, all the wonderful things are eclipsed.
The old times are gone, and there is always a day to be pursued. Spring is coming, and we will finally meet in the warm spring flowers, as before, and live up to the spring light.
Those flowing water Jiangnan that we have seen, year after year, faded away from the original freshness, and still have the initial touch.
The smoke cage families we have lived in, year after year, are still long-lost nostalgia, unchanging warmth.
Those midnight bells that we have heard, year after year, always ask the bridge side peony, can read the spring of the old garden.
Wait for a flower, the jade flute will clear, fold a willow, and explore an apricot.
Slowly taste the spring color of the world, share with your spring color, and laugh with you to see the verdant years.
Spring, everywhere, everywhere taste, everywhere love, everywhere charming.
For example, give back the name and surname given to us by our parents, give it back to the spring, scatter it in the wind, and become nouns, verbs, adjectives;
With the dark incense shadow, the willow shadow flower yin gang, take the spring breeze to go to Saibei, go to Jiangnan, go to the wandering, go to the rivers and lakes, go in a daze, go to the three bowls but not post...
Clouds give birth to rain, rain life, living color, color is fragrant.
Open the gates of the city and see the flowers and flowers, the asakusa without horseshoes, and the vitality and poetry surging forward.
There are some feelings in life, like the scenery of this spring, which will not change from year to year;
Fleeting is the spring of the festival, can not hold back is the spring of red face, and the morning and evening picking is the spring of faith.
As long as we let go of our obsessions, are not burdened by the world, and are not bound by fame and fortune, life will always be a spring of thousands of purples and reds.
Once, in the wind and rain, we had a mess; in exhaustion, we had given up; in the struggle, there was helplessness; in the prosperity, there was a loss...
The willow flowers are spring again, and they are the most beautiful in the world.
Grasp the present, the spring breeze as a companion, cheer to the fullest, run happily.
Those shy flowers, with the name of spring engraved on their faces, will fall on us, wrap us, integrate us into the blood, go deep into the bone marrow, and in the mountains, ravines, and ravines, the spring breeze will grow again.
Ride on a hundred thousand fast horses to step on thousands of rivers and mountains, greet the rain and long winds and waves in the night of the rivers and lakes, use human faces and peach blossoms to meet the red dress, take green fat and red thin to smear sorrow, and let kindness ride on every seed.
The vicissitudes of the sea, the end of the world, the sky graben flying, the broken bridge flying across.
Awaken the poetry, find the ancient meaning, interpret the affection, and express the meaning.
Fill the gaps of life with joy, wrap wounds tightly with hope; take a strong step, live well in this fragrant world, and grow old slowly.
Life is like a flower, like a flower life, mellow or tasteless, opening in the world is an experience, falling in the heart is life.
In our lifetime, if we can walk beautifully with the posture of flowers blooming, and with the emotion of flowers falling, we will suddenly have an epiphany, so that such a life will not be worthless.
Make a flower blooming in the spring, laugh and watch the wind and clouds, overflow the fragrance of life, and dance life wonderfully.
One point number Yin Yanzhong