In spring and April, the greenery is full and the flowers bloom into the sea.
If you want to say how beautiful the April day in the world is, I think that no matter how many words are used to describe it, it cannot be described. So, don't meditate, don't give in, be simple, if you want to live up to the spring, don't say anything, just go to April.
How nice, go out and enjoy the beauty of time, the charm of April!
In the morning, I breathe in the cool wind, the fragrance of flowers comes to my nose, and the green and tender yellow fill my eyes.
Under the trees, on the shore, on the straight road, on the winding path, walking through one place, turning a corner, not enough eyes, busy footsteps, a pair of dancing hands, shooting a layer of green, taking a frame of flowers, embracing green, kissing with flowers, as if integrating yourself into every inch of spring.
At the beginning of the morning sun, the wind is slightly cool.
The leaves of the water spirit are signaling to pedestrians, and the new flowers are happy with the spring. A wave of crowds, bursts of laughter, under the greenery, in front of the flower branches, men and women, old and young, suddenly, I saw people enjoying spring, just like swimming in the sea of flowers, and like flowing in the green waves. With that, I was also enchanted by the arms of April.
As I walked, it was a stretch of green, which hooked my soul, and I walked towards it involuntarily.
In the wheat fields of my hometown, have you ever known this old me......
Where I used to be, I was a doll you watched grow up......
I stopped in the far reaches of the country, like a wanderer returning from a long time, quietly returning to my mother's side.
When the breeze blew on my face, I realized that it was my mother's gentle hand.
I was in the wheat field of my hometown, in the green eyes, looking at the high sky with affection, and at that moment, everything became eternal!
In spring and April, every minute and second releases motherly tenderness - in the green countryside, in the branches of trees, in the sound of flowers, in the flow of spring water, and in the eyes of the distant sky......
I thought a lot about planting a bouquet of flowers in my heart and giving it to the green wheat field in my hometown. I think about it a lot, and breed words like a spring breeze in my own pen, dedicated to my relatives and friends.
So, I searched in the patches of green, meditating on the trees full of flowers, which were the most appropriate words, where is the favorite line of poetry...... Spring and April, what you let me see is full of green eyes and flowers.
9 April 2024
(The first day of the third month of the first year of the first year of Jiachen)