Planner: Zhao Jinbao
Author: Wang Xiaoxia
Recitation: Yang Bo
The east wind blows away the plum snow and saves the world in one night. Thousands of calls, the season finally stepped into the threshold of spring. "The mountains are like e, the flowers are like cheeks, the wind is like wine, and the ripples are like aya." It constitutes the rhythm and psalm of this willow color early yellow light, hydrological new green micro.
One
More than 2,000 years ago, the Book of Poetry recorded spring as follows: "Spring is late, and the wood is long." Cang Geng tweeted, Cai Xuan Qi Qi. The girls who were picking in the early spring were elated, and the yellow warblers chirped and chirped in the branches, as if they were going to finish singing once after a winter. Spring is full of temptations, and even confucius, who is upright and rigorous, cannot hold back the willfulness and tremors in his heart. "Those who have twilight spring, those who have taken spring clothes, those who have five or six crowns, six or seven children, those who bathe in Yi, those who dance in the wind, and those who return from singing." Whenever I read this, I always yearn for it, as if I could feel the comfortable living conditions of Kong Shengren and his disciples, as well as the quite interesting freedom and optimism.
The plan of the year is spring. The southern Liang Liang Yuan Emperor Xiao Xuan's "Spring Day" is repeated twenty-three times. "Spring is still beautiful, and spring breeze has passed." Spring hearts are changing day by day, and spring love is everywhere..." In addition to the Spring Festival, Spring Day, Spring Wind, Spring Heart, Spring Love, the poem also uses spring flowers, spring time, spring meaning, spring people, spring light and so on. There is a suspicion of cumbersome stacking, which really makes people dare not say "spring" anymore. Later, the Western Shu poet Ouyang Jiong wrote a poem "QingPing Le" "Spring comes to the steps, and the spring rain is as fine as silk." The spring land is full of red apricots, and the spring swallow dances with the wind... Since the spring heart is chaotic, non-dry spring dreams have no basis. The words also use ten "spring" characters, but the idea is novel, highlighting the feeling of hurting spring, concise and bright, and also quite interesting. It can be seen that the literati's love for "spring" is extraordinary.
Two
Spring to the earth grass and trees know. The sun rises and the sting, and all things spring. But the real Li Chun is attached to the pulse of life and human emotions. Spring, beating between the eyebrows of the earth; spring light, dotting on the painter's rice paper; spring love, stirring between the lines of the poet's words; spring tide, flowing on the fingertips of the musician. Some people say that every spring, it seems that anything can happen, and the heart is always ready to move. But when the whole spring has passed, except for the shade of the trees and the green eyes, you are still you, I am still me. Change and change, only relatively speaking.
Although spring is coming, there is still a cold spring, and it is still cold at first. Don't lose your budding mood because of the cold past; don't have reservations about love because of the pain of the past. There will always be people in life who will come in one after another, and some people will drift away from us. Those who have left and been departed, and those who will eventually leave, those who have been forgotten, let it be forgotten; just like a finger of quicksand, the old is only a period of time.
Three
In the countryside, lichun begins with the densely turned bones of each tree. That little bud, hiding the heart of a winter, bitter cold for too long, the slightest wisp of spring will be restless. The village is quiet, strolling through the fields, but seeing magpies flying up and down the trees on the riverbank, chirping, occasionally crows flashing, sparrows like to flock in groups, noisy around the treetops, as if you come, I say a word. The buds of the poplar tree have swelled, and the buds of the elm tree have grown into bean-sized particles. The small bone protruding from the head on the wicker, tender in gold, soft as silk, there are white fluffy small hairs on it, pulling down a small bone, can't help but smell and smell, a fragrance immediately into the heart. They woke up from winter, their gestures of life fluttering in the wind. Spring has really come, not floating on the surface, dark and long in the depths of time, poor and strong.
Four
This is the season when you can take a branch at will and bury it in the soil to sprout; this is the season when you breathe freely and smell the aroma; this is the season when you can listen, sing, dance, and eat; this is the season when you can go to the field to rejoice and roll on the grass.
Spring is a step by step, each step has a different experience. Look down on the changes of the years, but also a soul of a free. Here is bustling, not to live up to the flow of years.
The focus of Lichun is not "spring" but "standing". In the Song Dynasty, Zhang Zai's "Establish a heart for heaven and earth, establish a destiny for the people, continue to learn from the saints, and open up peace for all the worlds" has already displayed a "standing" character to the world. Where there is a dream, there is a real life and spring.