#我为春天写首诗#
Spring has arrived, which reminds me of Du Fu's good poem "Happy Rain on a Spring Night": "Good rain knows the season, when spring happens." Dive into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild trails are dark, and the river boats are bright. Xiao looks at the red wet place, and the flowers are heavy in the official city".
The sun is melting, the wind is gusting, and the golden rape flowers are swaying in the wind, emitting an intoxicating fragrance. The peach blossoms in early spring and March walked into the peach forest with a colorful taste, and it turned out to be the fragrance of peach blossoms, washed brightly.
The pink peach blossoms are densely clustered and clustered across the branches, and they are like a group of urchins, scrambling for people to see their beauty. In spring, the dense peach blossoms bloom in the morning light, which is very noisy and dense, like a rose-colored sky.
