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Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique

Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique

【Spring Color】 Author: Grandma Qing

Picture @ Tang in the smoke wave

Since ancient times, most of the books describe the charming spring color of Jiangnan, and the Tang Dynasty poet Du Mu's poem "Jiangnan Spring" depicts a beautiful scenery of Jiangnan: "Thousands of miles of warblers crying green and red, water village mountain Guo wine flag wind." Four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoke and rain. Bai Juyi also wrote that "the sunrise river flowers are red and better than fire, and the spring river water is as green as blue." "It can be seen that spring in Gangnam is always enchanting.

Unlike the delicate spring in the south, the spring in the north is very short, so short that it slips away without noticing.

I don't know if you've been to the northeast or if you've felt the spring in the northeast. I am a native of the northeast, the spring in the northeast is beautiful, but there is no southern charm, can only feel a little trace of spring.

Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique

The lilac flower season is about April and May, but in Harbin, the late spring season will only bloom, I think it may be that The city is too far north, the latitude is high, the lilac flower is the representative of the spring in Harbin City, the purple cone falls in the treetops, close to the fine smell, there are bursts of aroma, in front of our teaching building, in front of the apartment building is full of lilacs, and Mr. Zong Pu's "Wisteria Luo Waterfall" described in the wisteria rose is very similar, but not the same. Unlike wisteria, lilacs are elegant, gentle, and melancholy, just like in the "Rain Alley" written by Mr. Dai Wangshu in modern times, lilacs are used to describe a young girl, "I hope to meet, a lilac-like, sad girl... She had the color of lilacs, the fragrance of lilacs, the sorrow of lilacs. ”

The spring at the end of April is so beautiful that when you walk down the street, you can see the "ten thousand green silks hanging down" in the poem of He Zhizhang a thousand years ago." "The willow leaves have just grown, with tender buds, exuding the breath of spring, and as the spring breeze gradually rises, swaying in the wind, Gu Pansheng is in a posture. Just like Mr. Dongpo wrote in his words, "Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique." At this time, if you stop to enjoy, then you will harvest a lot of scenery, pick up the phone and take a picture, every frame is the story of spring, it is all spring, I reached out and broke a tender willow by the school pond, and clipped it into a thick book, so that I seemed to secretly keep the spring...

Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique

At this time of year, the campus is full of apricot blossoms, and the tender pink petals grow in clusters on the branches, and in the distance it looks like elves jumping on the branches, cute and tight. Full of eyes "full of green grass, a piece of apricot blossom fragrance." "The view. At this time, it rained again, the fragrance of the soil mixed with the slightly sweet smell of apricot blossoms, filled in the humid air, holding up an umbrella, strolling idly on the campus, both sides of the Yong Road were full of the sweet smell of apricot blossoms, at this time the oblique sun slightly shone on the girl's white skirt, with a trace of drizzle, accompanied by the ticking sound of the umbrella surface of the rain, "after the rain, the sun is oblique, and the apricot blossoms are fragrant." "Spring is frozen in that intoxicating sunset. , preserved in our good memories.

Because of the epidemic, I missed the opportunity to capture the spring of April, so when I appeared on campus again, it was already a warm spring in May, spring, warm wind. "Wet apricot blossom rain, blowing noodles do not chill willow wind." The spring wind is always so gentle, like a gentle hand gently caressing the cheek, making people feel happy. Feeling the gentle spring breeze and walking in the vast wilderness is indeed a fun thing.

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