The earth is in full swing, and it is a April day on earth. The valley rain is approaching, and the end of spring is approaching. The plan of the year lies in the spring, and the plan of the day lies in the morning. One morning on a weekend, drowsiness could not resist the temptation of the spring girl, so I walked out of my yard and came to the country field two or three kilometers away from home to feel the beauty of spring.
"Drunken flowers and branches dance green, very spring color enchanting." In the spring of the southern country, the sun rises in the east and the sun shines. I walked on the field on foot, full of fun in the spring scenery, the scene is: the wilderness is fresh, the blue water reflects the blue sky. The white clouds fluttered leisurely, and could not be detected without careful observation. Not far away, the chicken and duck waterways are closely connected to the mouth of the Pearl River, and the river and the sea collide with each other, and the sound of waves is heard from time to time. A slight chilling breeze blew on my face, and the breath was mixed with a hint of spring, and I felt the sound of the wind, if there was none, it was pleasant. Clouds, fluttering in the blue sky, frolicking in the sky, sometimes like a free butterfly, dancing up and down; sometimes like a bunch of wild horses that are out of reins, galloping under the blue sky... The clouds are rolled and comfortable, and the sun dissolves and is emotional.
The field of spring, it is like an unfolding picture, full of poetry. The soft spring wind blew into Lingnan early, the spring thunder sounded, the spring rain quietly drifted to the earth, and the rain was like smoke and powder. Spring wind, spring thunder, spring rain, awakened all living beings in the world, lazy they bathed in spring light, squinted their eyes, slowly stretched out their bodies, everything is as exciting as new life, seeds break out of the soil, flowers bloom branches, leaves reveal tender green buds. Green velvet grass, a bush here, a cluster there, a little green belt, a little tender green, a little yellow in the tender clip, this cute little grass, really like a naughty and clumsy child, squeezed out of the small brain melon. Verdant vegetables stand neatly beside the fields. The whole field, as if in an instant, "the tender green soft fragrance is far more intense, and the spring is everywhere." "The green, emerald green, tender green and bright green of this place suddenly stained the whole world green, and everywhere was full of vitality and vitality. Some unknown little flowers, this one, that cluster sprinkled on the field. At this time, I really tasted the magic of the Wing Chun saying "Slowly search for herbs to return late".
I walked along the field, and accidentally stepped on a few sweet grasses that had slept for a winter and had just recovered. With the cycle of the seasons, the trees and flowers that have gone through the winter have been revitalized. As a result, what appears in our vision is full of spring colors. The spring breeze chirps freehand, and a wisp of purple smoke becomes a painting eye. There are some trees growing on the field path, and many sparrows are perched on the trees, chirping with the warm wind and flowers. The morning breeze was creeping back and forth, and I closed my eyes and took a deep breath, and there was a faint fragrance in the air, and there was a pleasant and sweet taste.
At the exit of a village, there are several tall kapok trees, standing calmly and unceremoniously stretching out layer after layer of branches horizontally, as if to reach the heads of pedestrians, turning the sky into a red flower. "Cai Xia" floats here and there, blending with the blue of the country fields and sky to form the appearance of an early spring water town. As I walked, I suddenly remembered a Taiwanese school song "Barefoot Walking on the Field", so, like a naughty child, I took off my socks and shoes, put them on the side of the road, sang the song "Barefoot Walking on the Fields", and walked barefoot. Singing and crackling footsteps take me back to my childhood. A few decades ago, I would often appear on the fields of a village in Shonan Province, barefoot, or participate in the collective labor of the production team, or help my parents do some farm work. Decades have passed, and despite the continuous progress of society, the role of rural fields has not changed. It is still the blood that connects the peasants' relatives, and it is the color of the flowers in the countryside. Brilliant colors change the light of the years and shine in the dazzling spring. The tranquil beauty of the wilderness reflects a gorgeous and harmonious rural idyllic scenery.
Along the village road leading to the town, there are several large fish ponds that are connected end to end. In the fish pond, I don't know what kind of fish are swimming and jumping, so free and unrestrained. They don't need to be reserved, is this a kind of yearning of people, is it like a good friend to get together, can be imaginative, without any obstacles to communicate, to enjoy that quiet beauty. The water of the fish pond is relatively clear, perhaps the water has been precipitated by the cold winter, or perhaps the owner of the fish pond has complete filtration facilities, so that the water in the fish pond is as clear as the spring water in the mountains.
The pond base is fine grass, and the spring waves in the pond are flowing. The morning sun shines on the water, sparkling, a few stones and dead aquatic grass can be seen at the bottom of the water, a small wooden boat is moored on the shore of the fish pond, and some green wild vegetables are sporadically grown. Looking at such clear water, I couldn't help but want to bend down to wash my hands and play in the water. This also made me involuntarily think of Qu Yuan's sentence in "Chu Ci Fisher Father": "The water of the waves is clear and can be muddy; the water of the waves is muddy, and it can be muddy." "The water of this little pond, although it is not the water of the waves, is the water of purity, and it can be touched by my hands.
"The spring color of the garden can not be closed, a red apricot out of the wall." "The most beneficial spring of the year is the best, and it is better than the smoke and willows full of imperial capital." Spring, is a charming season, willow green and red, full of color. Spring color is intoxicating, spring color dyes the atrium. In spring, trees are green, grass is green, and flowers are colorful. Everything is so vibrant, and people seem to be very energetic and passionate. Spring color can not only dye green nature, but also dye people's faces, and even dye people's atrium, so that the heart is brighter and the heart is better.
Of the four seasons, only spring is so fervently awaited. It is because spring makes people have too many novelties and surprises, and it is the spring color that will stain people's hearts. Although spring is always like this, it gradually comes and goes quietly, starting with a few thunderclaps and misty drizzle, and ending with the falling of flowers and the fluttering of willows. But it brought light wind and drizzle, brought vitality and vitality, took away the dullness of winter but sent the early spring sun, drove away the dead silence in winter, offered the spring spirit, and also sent the dream scenery of early spring. Feel the spring color and heartbeat, read the spring light and be affectionate. In the spring, we may as well embrace nature from time to time, close our eyes slightly, let go of our mood, smell the smell of green mountains and water, feel the freshness of the empty fields, then we will definitely be drunk in this charming spring color.