The picture | the little monk photographed
Today is the first day of April.
In the blink of an eye, spring was halfway through.
In previous years, it was always said that spring sleepiness.
This year's feeling is, sleepy spring.
The world is fickle,
But nature has always been in order.
After a rain of smoke,
Stained with spring water, thousands of willow branches,
Mountains after mountains.
In April, the world is green.
Hopefully, life will become clearer.
Figures 1 and 2 | the young monk in photography
In April, wait for a rain to pass the azure blue.
The epidemic has repeatedly interrupted the normalcy of many people.
Even if you're ready,
But in this long and fine process,
Inevitably, there is loss and confusion.
Friends from afar,
Is your work and life as usual?
Borrowing a wisp of April's wind of peace,
Wash away the dust from your heart,
The more flustered you are, the more you have to cultivate yourself.
Seeing the nature of the heart, I wish you are not in a hurry,
Slowly return to daily life.
Figures 1 and 2 | objects
In April, wait for a cup of Tea before ming.
The biggest regret this spring,
Failed to see the tea mountain of Longjing,
Failed to experience the spring buds that have been dormant for a winter,
What a fragrance.
Spring is here as scheduled,
Life will not go as it pleases,
But I'm still looking forward to that bean smell,
Because it's spring,
People always have to look forward to it when they are alive,
Expect good things to happen,
Believe that everything is done.
Figure 1| proposed
Figure 2| Object Road
April, the month of gratitude.
The pear blossoms will fall to be Clear,
After the valley rain, green fat red skinny.
On the first of April, it carried the departure of some people.
These days I understand that sentence better,
"Life always wakes up impermanently."
In April,
Fold a willow in front of the window,
The thought of Jun'an is in the heart.
There is always wind and rain in life, there is always separation,
Please let tomorrow continue.
Figure 1| Qingke
Figure 2 | the little monk in photography
In April, heaven and earth send green.
Qing, is the ancients' favorite porcelain color,
It is the color of the longing,
It is the news and confidence that spring brings.
The poet sighed: "The most beautiful April day on earth." ”
The painter said: "There is no better year than this time." ”
April, may your heart be clear.
Do every little thing,
Don't let yourself down, don't let yourself regret,
Is the greatest effort we can do in impermanence,
It is the best to cherish the ordinary.
In April, please cherish it.
Figure | coolly - Xuan
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