Chunguangmei

The sometimes sunny and drizzling weather gives birth to wildflowers all the way;

The newborn young green grass leaves bent down and kissed the earth that created it;

The exquisite little bird flies on the slender branches and sells its own throat that is crisp and twirling...

Why is the world shining? Because she is here - Chuner stepped on the shy footsteps and quietly came to the world.

Did you hear that slight and small sound? It is a small life that can't wait to come to the world. It is a desire for a new world. There is no summer irritability. On the contrary, it is as soft as a woman's weakness.

Did you see the sparkling river? A layer of faint cockroaches appeared very regularly on the river. The golden sunlight is projected through the heavy obstacles to the river, and it sleeps lazily, adding a little mystery and sacred beauty to the soft river.

Did you smell the scent of the heart? The scent that is light and not arrogant - cherry blossoms, a few cherry blossoms are blooming alone and eagerly, and a few days later it is quietly white; the elegant fragrance - peach blossoms, the petals of the sky are sprinkled, soft, graceful, as if in the " Among the paradise. Greedy sucks all kinds of flowers, strong, elegant...something, can't be yourself.

Did you touch the thick and straight trunk? The traces of the story filled with years, the scars on the trunk are the witnesses of history, the memories are precipitated in time, buried... Who knows, no one knows.

The wickers of various poses are swaying, and they are like dancers. They dance the birds with the trunk as the stage and the sun as the light. Although there is no karaoke room, nature is more gorgeous and natural. The sound of nature outlines the essence of spring, and the soul of the spring is sung... The beauty of spring can’t be said and endless.

The east wind is thawed, the fog is covered with peaks, everything is revived, the vegetation is budding, the spring blossoms, the grass grows long, the spring plum is like a bean, and the butterfly grows.

Spring is also coming!

Second day: Li Yongle