Halfway through April,
The grass and trees on the street are like unscrewing the paint can,
Gushing out a large swath of green,
The chill in the air has also completely dissipated.
Even in the north,
These days have become more and more comfortable,
No wonder Feng Zikai said:
The most pleasant season of the year,
It started in late spring.
When the courtyard bumps into Twilight Spring,
What will it be like?
The flowers fade red, the branches and leaves grow thicker, and the green shade is good,
The yard went from bare to bustling.
Half of the flowers bloom, half of the flowers fall,
Half deep in spring, half shallow in summer,
Under impermanence, the little courtyard,
Feel at ease and soothe your anxiety.
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In the late spring of the small courtyard, listen to the wind and meditate
Lu You said: Xiao Lou listened to the spring rain one night,
Deep lane Ming Dynasty sells apricot blossoms.
The courtyard rejoices when it hears the rain,
But in the late spring, I still prefer to listen to the wind.
I remember when I was a child,
My little yard is surrounded by trees,
On the right side is a peach tree, a pear tree,
Behind the house is a big walnut tree,
Diagonally opposite the gate is a bamboo forest, and on one side of the bamboo forest is a piece of land,
Mom and Dad planted cypress and catalpa trees inside.
It will be late spring,
I like to move a stool and sit against the courtyard wall,
Listen to the wind through the bamboo forest, rustling,
Watch the wind blow and the flowers fall, the fragrance of the land,
Tired of listening, look up at the blue sky clouds cirrus clouds Shu.
Listening to the wind is a very personal thing,
As soon as you start, the more you listen, the more intoxicated you become,
The wind of April, is warm, is hope,
Extremely gentle, extremely romantic,
The more you listen, the quieter your mind becomes.
Twilight Spring, want to be in the courtyard,
Feel the mood in Gu Cheng's poems.
In the morning, the sun shines on the grass,
We stand,
Holding on to their own doors and windows,
The doors are low, but the sun is bright.
The grass is bearing its seeds,
The wind is shaking its leaves,
We stand, we don't speak,
It's beautiful.
Wait for the doors and windows to be hot,
And then we lean on it gently,
And listen to the wind, and listen to the wind,
Where the mind is still, there is no worry or fear.
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The courtyard is late spring, and the flowers nourish the heart
Wang Zengqi once said:
If you visit me, I'm not there,
Please sit with the flowers outside my door for a while,
They are warm.
If there is an afterlife, may it be grass and trees,
In this life, be a person who loves flowers and plants,
In the courtyard of late spring, the flowers and grass,
Get close to nature and relieve worries.
To the old flower pine loose soil,
Go to the corner of the courtyard and cut a rose,
Raise a few more pots of orchids, a few bushes of hydrangeas,
According to their own preferences, carefully take care of the courtyard.
Flowers and plants have a spirit,
You respond with your heart,
And the flowers and grass, the heart is busy,
See yourself, see the heavens and the earth, see the sentient beings.
Mr. Lao She loves flowers,
Raised a courtyard full of flowers and plants,
Although it is not expensive and laborious, it is very luxuriant,
He and his wife are very concerned about flowers.
Wind and rain are coming, worried about the damage of flowers and plants,
Just move the pots and basins into the house,
The weather is good, and I don't want to bother moving out.
Day by day with flowers and plants,
There are joys and sorrows, laughter and tears,
Can move the muscles and bones, but also can nourish the eyes and the heart,
The joy of making weeds is a joy.
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In the late spring of the small courtyard, reading is safe
There is a poem that I like very much:
"Reading does not feel that the spring is deep,
An inch of time and an inch of gold. ”
Pick up a book,
You can forget all your worries.
This spring, it should have been idle,
Just to spend busy, but the epidemic intrusion,
Some people are trapped at home,
More people are confined to one city and one place.
The city's huts have been staying for a long time,
Envy more and more those who own the yard,
The sun is more abundant, the sky is wider,
Even if it is just idle reading, it is also suitable for the wind and moon.
You can read "Dream of the Red Chamber" under the window,
In the distance, the green mountains are in sight, and the floating clouds come and go,
Read to the emotional place, or cry or laugh or have some understanding,
Floating like a dream, for joy geometry?
And Mo sighed, poetry and wine took advantage of the years.
Can be under the tree,
Set up a table and a chair and a cup,
Make a pot of tea, smoke a book on the shelf,
Take a sip of tea, read a few lines,
Let the dappled light and shadow on the ground move slowly,
A heart, no longer flustered, some fixed, some peace.
The twilight of the courtyard,
Green fat red thin, evening wind gentle,
There are so many things to do, and reading is the most enjoyable.
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May there be a house and comfort for the rest of your life
In the past two years,
Seeing more and more people,
Go to the countryside, rent a small local courtyard,
Slowly transform into the way you like it.
No wonder Liang Sicheng sighed:
"For Chinese,
With a courtyard of its own,
The spirit is truly settled. ”
Small courtyard, for thousands of years,
It carries the ideal life of countless people.
Courtyard, Late Spring,
You can listen to the wind and enjoy the flowers,
You can make flowers and grass, drink tea and read.
Quad Courtyard,
It's not much,
But the one who has a rich heart,
But it can have a whole world.
May there be a courtyard, accompanied by the flowers and grasses of the wind and moon,
Poetry books and piano tea for friends, nourish the heart and meditate,
Feel at ease and comfort for the rest of your life.