Late spring is not late, time is just around the corner

Spring is the most beautiful, but time is the most hurried, seeing the spring return to the earth, seeing the flowers dancing in the world, watching the calendar gradually turn to the twilight of March. Spring, has come to an end, the flowers are still blooming, but no longer you scramble for it, the weather, more and more warm, under the clear sky, the world is still prosperous, but spring, is gradually moving away. Will this spring be over again?

Spring mountain warm sun and wind,

The curtains of the Pavilion of the Pavilion, the willow swing in the courtyard.

Warblers and dancing swallows, small bridges flowing red.

- Yuan Baipu, "Tianjing Sha Chun"

In the spring, the sun is warm and baking, and even the wind is so warm. Roll up the curtains, outside the railing is the pavilion, the courtyard is willow yiyi, a swing, I don't know how much spring light has been swung. Although it is the twilight of spring, the vitality is stronger, the yellow warbler sings incessantly, the spring swallows both fly, the water under the small bridge babbles, and the falling flowers float on the blue waves. Spring has come to an end, and it is flying red everywhere, as if it is sending farewell to spring.

Spring is late, the flowers are flying, remembering the countless flowers in the beginning, can't help but make people feel the rush of time.

Ikegami Willow Yiyi, willow side people cover up.

Butterflies fall with the flowers, and swallows fly with water.

Try to count the number of travels, Fang laughed and said nothing.

Spring and end of the year, leaning on the staff against the oblique.

——Song Zuowei, "Spring Festival Gala"

By the pond, willow branches were hanging low, and beside the green willows, someone had closed the firewood door. And take a look at the scenery of late spring. I saw butterflies and petals swirling together, swallows flying against the surface of the water, and they were obsessed with spring. When the poet saw this scene, he couldn't help but think of how many acquaintances he had in his life? Suddenly, I was shocked, and the laughter and laughter were getting rarer and rarer. The spring of this year will be over again, standing on crutches in the sunset, it is inevitable to feel lonely and afraid.

Falling flowers are a major feature of late spring, and when the flowers fall, it is more likely to cause sorrow and evoke a sense of helplessness. People who read falling flowers are both sentimental and sentimental.

The high court guests actually went, and the flowers in the small garden flew wildly.

Jagged edges curved strange, and oblique delivery.

The intestines are broken and cannot bear to sweep, and the eyes are still ready to return.

The heart is exhausted to the spring, and the result is dipped in clothes.

--Tang Li Shangyin, "Falling Flowers"

Li Shangyin, whose career is not smooth and whose life is sloppy, is sad and incomprehensible in his heart, let alone seeing the fluttering flowers? He was afraid of loneliness and pitied the falling flowers, as if he were also a piece of falling flowers without a home. In the tall pavilion, the guests have left, and there are only falling flowers in the small garden. The flowers are jagged and confused, connected to the winding path, looking at the falling flowers in the distance under the reflection of the slanting sun, and feeling even more lifeless. The poet's liver and intestines are broken, and he can't bear to sweep away the fallen flowers, hoping that the residual flowers of the branches can stay for a long time. Flowers blossom and thank you, starting in the spring, but also end in the spring, the departure of the falling flowers, is the spring in the wordless farewell. The poet could not help but wet his clothes with tears, not only for the falling flowers, but also for himself!

When the flowers fall, make a pot of spring tea, it is also considered, and say goodbye to spring.

The pond is thirsty and rain frogs are few, and the courtyard is long.

The afternoon pillow does not become a dream of spring grass, and the falling flowers are quietly boiled with tea.

--Song Dai Retro "Late Spring"

It hadn't rained for a long time, and the water in the pond hadn't risen, so it was no wonder that frogs were rare. In the quiet courtyard, the cries of swallows are continuous. If you want to take a nap, but you can't have a good dream of spring grass, you might as well get up and make tea to entertain yourself. There is no wind, the falling flowers are everywhere, late spring, Fang Fei finally needs to be put into the stream, a light of tea, wafting with bursts of fragrance, no sadness, only leisurely, with tea to respect the late spring, calm and joyful, tea fragrance falling flowers, let people cherish this spring time.

In late spring, although a hundred flowers gradually disappeared, there are also flowers, often undefeated.

The East Garden was raining and winding for three days, and the peach and plum drifted to the ground.

Only camellia is durable, and the green bushes put several branches of red.

——Song Lu You, "Camellia Trees Have Been Blooming Since the Winter Solstice and Qingming Dynasty"

How long can camellias bloom? It is really frightening to say it, from last year's winter solstice to this spring after the Qingming, camellia has successively held out a delicate flower, as if it will never wither. Three days of wind and rain hit, so that peach blossoms and plum blossoms have drifted to zero, the branches are empty. Only the camellias last the most, and in the turquoise leaves, several red flowers bloom, and the spring light is here!

In late spring, the peony blossoms are even more stunning. Therefore, don't say that there are no flowers to see in late spring.

The valley rain is like dust, and the boiled bottle of floating wax is trying new.

Peonies are ripe with sepals and cherries, and no flowers are allowed to fall into the spring.

——Song Fan Chengda, "Late Spring Pastoral Miscellaneous"

When the valley rains, the drizzle is sprinkled, like silk thread and light dust, which is a good time to taste new wine. Peony flowers first bloom, cherries are also ripe, brilliant colors, it seems that the petals that are not allowed to fly away reduce spring, the peony national color is fragrant, the cherries are small and red, and the late spring can not be cold at all.

Although the time is hurried, spring is not in a hurry to leave, and it seems that it is reluctant to the world.

The remnants of the wind are red, don't leave the bottle in a hurry.

Chunguang did not accept it, but in the shadow of the grasshopper.

- Song Boren, "One of the Two Songs of Late Spring"

The wind blows down, the red is all over the ground, time is really merciless, not to mention the value of separation, people can't help but feel chagrin in their hearts. But don't be too sad, the spring light did not leave suddenly, look at how much spring light is still swaying in the delicate shadow of the tussock flower!

Grass and trees are particularly attached to spring, taking advantage of the fact that spring is not over, gathering lively and lively, and competing for joy and beauty, for fear of missing it.

The grass tree knows that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple dou Fangfei.

Yang Huayu pods had no talent, but they could only understand the snow flying in the sky.

--Tang Hanyu, "One of the Two Songs of Late Spring"

The flowers and trees seem to know that spring is about to leave, and they all want to keep the spring, so they have come up with the most beautiful colors and styles, which are more beautiful in the spring wind. Even the colorless Poplars and Elm Pods joined the team, dancing with the wind like snow. Although it is late spring, it is still prosperous.

People's love for spring, not to mention, and the joy of spring, but also let people indulge in it, no matter what time of spring, are willing to have more contact with nature, afraid that spring will go away.

The mangrove green mountains are inclined by the day, and the grass in the suburbs is endlessly green.

Tourists do not care about the spring will be old, to and from the pavilion in front of the flowers.

--Song Ouyang Xiu, "Fengle Pavilion Tour Spring Iii"

The safflower is full of trees, beyond the green mountains, and the sunset is sloping in the west. The vast countryside, a green grass, spreads endlessly, with no end in sight. Tourists do not care that spring will go, but still have a lot of fun. In front of Fengle Pavilion, tourists came and went, and flowers fell all over the ground. Late spring, it is also worth a visit, there are flowers to see, there are also incense to smell ah.

Spring has brought people countless joys, people are reluctant to let it go, although time can not be retained, but as long as this moment is still spring, they feel satisfied.

March is the thirtieth day, and the scenery does not make me groan.

The emperor does not have to sleep tonight, and it is still spring before dawn.

- Don Jia Dao, "Sending Spring on an Obscure Day in March"

March 30 is the last day of spring. Thinking that spring was about to leave, the poet could not help but cling to it. Then don't sleep tonight, accompanied by a beautiful spring light, as long as the bell has not yet sounded, it is still spring. For spring, the poet loves it to the bone.

Whether the flowers bloom or fall, whether they are young or old, for people who have love and are transparent and calm, in fact, there is no difference, and it is good to enjoy the present.

The boat is empty, and the ten-year-old youth does not live up to the public.

Today, by the sideburns of the Zen bed, tea smoke gently falls on the flower wind.

- Tang Dumu, "Inscription Zen Temple"

Drinking the wine of the whole ship, ten years of youth, finally there is no whiteness. Now, I lay quietly on the bed of the Zen Temple, watching the tea smoke floating faintly, the wind blowing down the flowers, and there was no sorrow or joy in my heart, but I was quiet and relieved.

Late spring, never late, enjoy the spring, at this time is not late, look at the flowers to see the scenery, it is not too late, missed the peach blossoms, and peonies, and camellia. In fact, as long as you are willing, everything can catch up, it is too late, the time is still worth looking forward to, where will it be late?

-Author-

Heyu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and may time leave warm memories.