Spring is coming, and the willows are as green as the sea

"Spring on the Willows" | text: Desolate Life

"Spring is coming, the willows are as green as the sea"

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After a long snowless winter, the capital seems to gradually reveal a hint of spring. Inadvertently, spring climbed up the willow branches, lazily stretching her limbs, she was yellow in the mirror, she seemed to let people hear the light footsteps of spring! In the early morning of the early spring in Beijing, experiencing the feeling of warmth and coldness at first, the cold wind that has not been harsh gently caressed the faces of the morning exercisers, and the cold wind seems to tell people about the existence of the residual winter. Winter in the north always goes so late, and the spring cold is elusive and difficult to taste. Stealing half a day of leisure, early on the day of public holidays, strolling along the river to find the figure of spring.

The Tonghui River and Chang'an Avenue in the south of the community are close neighbors, and the willow trees on the shore are lined up, although there is still some forced cold, the water surface is filled with thick water mist, and the sky is windy and sunny, everything is so fresh and natural. Xiao Xiao's morning wind occasionally rolled up the layers of light water mist, which seemed to envelop the towering buildings around it, and the distant plants loomed in the haze. Suddenly, the wind passed through the fog, and a piece of life appeared in front of the eyes, and the soft sunlight fell on the willow trees lined up by the river, and the gray and dark willow branches with new green colors danced with the wind in the sun.

Although the fish in the river are pressed by the cold wind in the depths of the river, the surface of the water after the ice melts and recovers is still restless, and it rolls up in a circle of ripples with the wind, like the churning sea surface, and like the cirrus clouds. The sunlight sprinkled on the water was not like what I saw on Kunming Lake like a group of stars flashing and flashing, nor like a pair of watery eyes like the lotus bubble stars in the second hometown. Maybe it's because the sun is too soft, but it's just right. Early morning sleep is indispensable, and the nap back to the cage is also unique. Now that spring is here, there is no need to sigh for the snow-free winter!

Standing by the river, feeling a chill on my body, I looked back, oh! Although there is spring, the cold wind still solidifies me. Look at the small bridge like a jade hook spanning the river. The two sides of the bridge are even more interesting. Weeping willows of various shapes line up on either side of the river. Instead of shrugging their heads in the morning wind, the willow branches danced to meet their long-awaited spring.

How many times have I walked here, how many times I have seen it, and today is the first time I have gazed at her so intently. The warming air, the melting water, the green willow branches, the buds that spit buds, these messengers of spring, dispel the cold wind and send the warm breath! Surrounded by the wind in the spring, the sun is warm, everything is full of vitality, looking forward to the spring rain moisturizing, orchid fragrance. It seemed to let me see the "red apricot branches in spring" described by the ancients.

The elves of nature are naturally not willing to be lonely, and express the silent rich spring spirit as if it were sounding vigorous. March is a month of cyclical revival, and the way spring is interpreted is even more exciting. The drizzle of March is like a mist, the faint can only be a hazy feeling, and the gentle and tender world is shrouded around, like a dreamlike illusion! I often fantasize about walking in the light rain, fantasizing about feeling the beauty and romance of "a small rain and a fine wind". Fantasy listening to the sound of water splashing under your feet, fantasizing about touching the soft rain, there is really a rare comfort and leisure, this mood can only be understood indescribably. Spring in March is the season of gestation, and everything is in the budding stage. The willow silk gently shakes, and the tip of the tip is slightly dotted on the surface of the water, and ripples are rippled. "Green poplar smoke outside the cold light", willow pile smoke, the eyes are endless tender green, feel the refreshing and gentle touch of the spleen. I believe that in the late spring, accompanied by flying willows, it is another moving beauty!

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It is said that the willow tree was the first to feel the spring light and was the first to spread the message of spring to people. At the intersection of winter and spring, when many trees are still in a hazy dormancy, the weeping willows have smoked rows of buds into thousands of strands of tobacco! The picturesque spring willow has touched the poetry of countless ancient and modern literati and inkers! The poem "Once upon a time, Yang Liu Yiyi" has given her the characteristics of dependence with emotions, from Du Fu's "Leaking Spring Light has willows", Bai Juyi's "A tree with ten thousand branches in the spring wind, tender than gold and softer than silk", Su Dongpo's verse "There are few willows blowing on the branches, and there is no grass at the end of the world", to He Zhizhang's "Willow Branch Words": "Jasper is disguised as a tree high, and ten thousand green silk strips hang down." I don't know who cut out the fine leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors" gives people a strong spring atmosphere.

The Tonghui River in front of me flowed quietly, and the embankment and the road were silent. I continued on and seemed to wake up the warm and vivid breath! When the willow trees are fragile, the green smoke is weaving, and when the thoughts gush out "a thousand willows in the spring river" and "a long causeway curved swamp with thousands of weeping silks", re-read the elegant words of the ancients, these words flutter into different postures in the space of a thousand years, dancing, making people think of it, but said: "Willow is silent, water is speechless."

As the saying goes: Five-nine-six-nine, look at the willows along the river, and now the season has passed eight or nine, and the jagged willow trees on the riverbank. The willow is a light green, a faint charm. The thin willow branches began to sprout and grow tender branches, gently swaying with the wind, the flowing willows gently brushed the turquoise river surface, and the water trees intersected, a willow and a peach, very charming.

Willow asks very little and gives a lot. It prefers moisture and is adaptable. Therefore, people like to plant seeds, and the old Mr. Tao Yuanming, who is called "Five Willows", needless to say, his great-grandfather Tao Kan "often teaches the camps to plant willows." Ouyang Xiu is also a master of willow planting, in front of the Pingshan Hall of Yangzhou Daming Temple, "planting a willow plant, called Ou Gong Willow". Bai Juyi also planted willow more than once when he was in office, "Once planted the south bank of the Willow River, and the south of the River was twice springed." Remembering the shore of the Qingqing River, I don't know who is climbing the fold? Liu Zongyuan used poetry to plant the matter of planting willows when he was in liuzhou thorn history, "Liuzhou willow thorn history, planting willow willow riverside, talking and laughing as a story, passing into the past years."

Recently turned the book, occasionally saw an article, called "Willow Style", only to turn to wake up to the true connotation of the willow tree, the text said: The willow tree does not die in the face of drought, and does not break the branches when encountering storms. The vitality is very tenacious, in any environment, under any conditions, it can still be deeply rooted and grow, and the branches are flourishing. This is called the "willow style". The ancients once said that "intentionally planting flowers and flowers do not occur, and unintentionally planting willows into shades", which is enough to prove that the adaptability of willows is very strong. The willow tree is flexible and flowing, full of charm, like a beautiful girl, it is really lovely, and people always see a little inexplicable throbbing.

If the willow bank is right on your doorstep, many years later, even if you have already become an immortal, she will still be there. No matter how many landscapes you have walked along the way, how many winds and frosts, rain and snow, how many changes in the world have you seen, and how many people have come and gone? Listen carefully, this thousand years of time is the babbling of the river! In this life, we read books, but we read the world! Brew tea, taste life! It is wine, but it is hard! It is willow that looks at it, but it is youth that remembers it! Life is like a single ticket with no return, no rehearsal, and every show is live. Grasping each performance is the best cherishing of "life"! Adapting to life is like a willow tree adapting to the environment, a lifetime without regrets.

Spring is coming, and the willows are as green as the sea! Spring is coming, the grass is long and warblers flying, the silk is caressing the shore, everywhere is full of warm breath, playing the green melody, interpreting the picture of the recovery of all things! Spring is coming, and the scenery of March is both silent and loud, in the cheerful oriole chirping, in the budding spring flowers, in the lingering spring rain, in the fluttering willow silk, everywhere is calling for the coming of spring! Wandering in the warm breeze of March, strolling along the riverbank, enjoying yourself, spring has really come to our side!

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Pen name: Desolate Life, likes to watch science fiction movies, likes to explore the unknown of everything. Think that words are like desserts that can heal a person.

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