I have an appointment with Spring.

A song of the legend of Phoenix, "I have an agreement with the grassland," has been popular in the north and south of the country, and many people are singing. It’s still warm, winter is coming, and I have an appointment with Spring.

When the trees outside the courtyard grew the first shoots, this is God's message—predicting the arrival of spring.

I have an agreement with Spring to see the return of the first geese, the germination of the first leaves, the new clothes of the first flower, and the first nest of sparrows.

The wind blows the grass green, sings the flowers red, maybe it is the beautiful flowers that love so much. I always take the camera to shoot the spring on the mountain, put the first photo on the hug, spring represents courage, it will Let the grass in the mountain prove that it is not only a weed, but in the spring, it will germinate and root.

When the first morning sun shines on the earth and walks on the sunny path, a casual glimpse, a flower is open in front of the eyes, the breeze gently blows the Buddha, wants to bring the spring to the distant horizon...

"There is nothing but words and emotions. Every spring is full of chills; thousands of red and purple are arranged, only to wait for the new thunder." Whenever I read this poem, I remembered that spring, spring is the starting point of life. In the ear, the sound of the sound of the birds, the sound of the songs, the birds flying in the blue sky, the eagle flying in the wings, they have a cordial language, soft songs, all thanks to spring. The human eye is a pair of insights into the eyes of the world. The eyes of nature are green hills, green water, sun, and crescent. The eyes of nature are rainbows after the rain, and it is a clear spring in the desert! And the eyes of the spring are the tempting wine of that pool, quiet and light, like a mirror on the sand mountain, bright and blue.

In the spring, there will be blue sea and blue sky. There are ants moving on the ground. There are birds singing in the trees. Tibetan antelopes and wild horses are running on the grasslands. There are various kinds of fish in the crystal clear water. Sitting on the back of the cow, on the endless prairie, listening to the pastoral song, the flute is melodious.

The sun shines freely, the air flows freely, the rain drifts freely, the spring is coming, and the flowers and springs make an appointment.

Second day: Zhao Jiayu