Drunk in the spring

In the spring of the north, the wind is a bit rough and arrogant. It is like a rash drunkard, running all the way down, walking through the deep canyons, climbing up the high peaks, slamming Hands smashed the white velvet shawl between the ridges of the ridge, rushed to the field in a panic, the soft footsteps softened the frozen soil, awakened the worms in the hole, and stirred the young buds that slept in the soil. I am trying to stretch my waist. Then, in the gesture of sweeping the army, I suddenly crossed the river bank, but accidentally broke the glass window of the frozen river, wrinkled a pool of spring water, and annoyed the fish hiding in the river. When he fled, he bent the soft branch of the weeping willow and tore the hard shell of the goose-like yellow tongue. In the middle of it, the girls’ black hair was blown up, the thick cotton coat on the old man was blown, and the colorful kites in the hands of the children were lifted. So the sky was noisy, and the butterflies, wild goose, and bees The beautiful children and the jade children danced together, and the children shouted happily and ran.

The first spring rain came silently. She was like a gentle and graceful woman. From the vast expanse of the Xinghe River, she was very fond of the money. She doesn't have the lingering side of the autumn rain. She doesn't have the dignity of the summer rain. Her footsteps are light and agile. It is like a graceful dance. The long sleeves are light and comfortable, and the silvery silk is swaying all over the sky. The net will cover all the heavens and the earth, wash away the dust, and wash away the smell of the whole winter. The gentle lips kiss the peach-colored dark red buds, the peach forest is full of spring, the cool fingertips put on the white pear of the pear flower, the pear tree is dark and fragrant, standing on the lakeside, the lake is less sparkling, and there are no clouds and green. The reflection of the tree, only the endless depth of green, is like a transparent emerald. The raindrops fell lightly, and a small circle of cymbals slowly swayed. The road was wet, and the pedestrians propped up a colorful flower umbrella, like a blooming flower, which brightened the gray sky. Occasionally, the rain falls on the face, between the lips, it is cool and sweet, there is no chill, it seems to be nothing. In a moment of inconvenience, you suddenly look back, she has quietly left.

The sun rises, and the golden morning light penetrates through the dense forest, and it is scattered. The wind has a cool atmosphere, and the air is in a clear tide, with a thin mist. The tobacco around the embankment is green and tender. The peach blossoms opened, the apricot flowers were red, the sea otters bloomed, the pear blossoms were blooming, the flowers were fat and thin, and the pink powder was pale purple. The bees came to make fun and screamed. The rapeseed in the field opened, and it looked out, and a large piece of golden color extended to the horizon. Tian Hao, the unknown wildflowers on the roadside opened, yellow, white, red, purple, small flowers with dewdrops, flickering in the grass, from time to time, one or two butterflies flew, flapping The beautiful wings disappeared into the depths of the rape blossoms. The magnolia blossomed in the garden, and the light purple gradually faded from the root of the flower. The petals were already white like a jade, and the blossoming branches stood like the egrets flying their wings. The air is filled with the fragrance of the blue, and the people are drunk. The swallows rushed through the spring mud, and couldn't help but look back and circle around the trees full of flowers in the sun, and then they were still unfinished and left in love. The forest came deep into the cicada's euphemistic bark, and the peasant plowed the field to turn up a dark brown wave, and sprinkled a golden seed into the soil of hope. On the square and the empty space by the river, the early-earned teenagers returned from running in the morning light, watching the old man wearing red and green sing the songs, dancing swords, playing guns and playing Tai Chi.

Spring boiled, bathed in the warm sun of spring, folded a wildflower with morning dew into the bottle, placed on the window sill. The room is surrounded by the smell of spring, gentle and beautiful. In this spring, the spring breeze is drunk, the spring rain is drunk, and the people walking in the spring are drunk!

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