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"The most beneficial spring of the year is the best, and it is better than the smoke and willows full of imperial capital." The spring wind reddened the apricot blossoms and caressed the willow trees. Spring thunder awakens hibernating animals, spring rain wets the dry and cracked dry soil, and everything is full of vitality.
However, spring is the most sleepy time. Song Zenggong's poem "Qiantang Shangyuan Ye Xiangfu Temple Accompanies the Counselor Lang Zhongzhang Yan Xi" is the origin of the word "Spring Sleepiness": "The cold night of the golden land consumes fine wine, and the jade people are trapped in the spring and rely on the east wind" is the origin of the word spring sleep.
I have searched the Internet for how to eliminate spring sleepiness, according to the encyclopedia, I have tried jogging, swimming... The result is counterproductive. I am a man who is determined not to give up on a good thing. So, I found the answer from reading books.
The weather was sunny, windy and sunny. Although the sun is hanging overhead, the breeze blows through, and the whole body seems to be bathed in a gentle and comfortable bath.
There was a small stone table in my courtyard, and a crooked-necked willow tree hung just away from the stone table. Some willows fell on them, so I picked them up with my hands and put them back on their roots to make fertilizer. I found that the stone table that I had not used for a long time still left a mark after picking up the willows on it, which is nature's brush! I didn't bother to wipe it anymore, I think spring should be like this.
I brewed a cup of tea on the stone table, sat down leisurely, mixed with the aroma of flowers blooming around the courtyard, and took a sip, instantly refreshed. But I always feel that there are still shortcomings. So he got up and yawned, and in the bookcase, he poured out a few books.
This kind of sunshine is not dazzling, and it is a good time to read. I sat again under the crooked neck willow tree. When there is no wind, you can only hear the birds singing and the bees buzzing for honey. When the wind came, everything moved.
The leaves of the willow tree dance the skirt, and the sunlight is projected onto the pages through the interlaced foliage, like a graceful girl dancing with the steps of youth. The spring breeze squeezed over me, helping me to open the next page of the book from time to time, is it also curious about the content of the next page?
Turning over Mr. Wang Zengqi's "Grass and Trees on Earth", I saw such a sentence: "How can the willow tree pull out new shoots, how can it forget the blowing of the spring wind?" The grass drills out of the soil, how can we forget the moisture of the spring rain? Flowers bloom with beautiful smiling faces, how can they forget the caresses of the sun? I wrote a sentence with a fountain pen next to me, "Reading next to the willow trees and flowers, how can you forget this windy and sunny spring?" "Wang Lao's brushstrokes focus on the rich small things of life, the subtle taste of life, the natural pleasures of the world, the stories of grass, trees, insects and fish, which constitute a picture of clouds and flowing water, full of human fireworks.
Then open a "Classic of Chinese Poetry" and see "Spring Wind and the South Bank of the Green River" and "Spring Colors Can't Be Closed in the Garden, a Branch of Red Apricot Comes Out of the Wall"; listen to "Yang Bird Spits Out Clear Sound", "Moonrise Surprises Mountain Birds, When Singing in the Spring Stream"; Smell "A Branch of Red Dew Condenses Incense" "A Flower Suddenly Changes First, and a Hundred Flowers Are Fragrant Later". "I copied them in a notebook, and that's how I save spring in particular. I also read some books, which were written so well that I didn't know until the sun's rays dimmed and I realized that I had forgotten the time.
Books bought a long time ago, flipped a few pages and then shelved on the shelves, so that they could not miss each other. I decided to pick them up again in the spring. On this day, the sun is not much, I also call it basking in the sun. Both books and yourself.
In this spring and Jingming day, where is the sleepiness?
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