In the apricot blossom season, spring is full of joy.
When we approach the apricot tree, we will find that each apricot blossom has its own unique beauty, some are budding, some are just blooming, and some are in full bloom, showing the most beautiful posture.
Apricot blossom strings outside the rain
A spring breeze blew, and the apricot blossom petals fell with the wind, like a sudden apricot blossom rain. Looking at the colorful flying petals, one can't help but think of the famous sentence in the "Book of Songs": "In the past, I went back, and the willows were still there." Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling. This apricot blossom rain is as dreamy and poignant as the ancients described.
Walking alone in the rain of apricot blossoms is like being in a peaceful fairyland. This scene is like a dream, which makes people revel in it and forget the troubles of the world.
After appreciating the apricot blossom rain, learn from the ancients to fold a few apricot blossoms and wear them on your head to dress up. Or crouch down and carefully pick up the petals to make a specimen and clip it into the pages.
Between this fragrant world, the apricot blossoms are like a dignified girl, graceful and graceful.
Her beauty is both in form and charm. Its petals are like snow, soft and elegant, and its stamens are like jade, crystal clear.
The beauty of apricot blossoms lies not only in their color, but also in their fragrance. Her aroma is light and intoxicating.
The beauty of apricot blossoms is also reflected in its meaning. Apricot blossoms symbolize the arrival of spring, meaning hope and vitality.
Throughout the ages, many poets have praised her beauty
"Peach and plum reflection lane, apricot open the wall. ——Tang Wang Wei, "Seven Songs of Pastoral Music"
By asking where the restaurant is, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. - Du Mu "Qingming"
"In the shadow of the apricot blossoms, the flute is played until dawn. ——Chen Youyi, "Linjiang Immortal"
"The clothes want to wet the apricot blossom rain, and the wind blows the willow wind. ——Southern Song Dynasty monk Zhinan, "Quatrain"
"The news on the side of the day is ethereal, and the light on the furnace shines all night. The apricot blossoms outside the curtain shine in the evening, and the bamboo leaves in front of the bed sweep the autumn dust. ——Yuan Matsuchang, "Yunlin Seclusion Picture Scroll"
"The blue sky and clear water are in the eyes, the butterflies dance in the flowing stream, the apricot blossoms at the foot of the mountain are as white as snow, and the group of people and horses are on their way home. ——Jin Wanyanxuan, "You Longsheng Temple"
When the wind blows again, the apricot blossoms on the branches are gone, replaced by green fruits. This is the continuation of Xinghua's life in exchange, and it is also its explanation to itself.
Someday, these fruits will also become ripe, bringing the fragrance of apricot blossoms farther and spreading the meaning of life.
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