I learned Chinese from the four seasons.

When I was leisurely, I was on the "windmill", swimming in the four seasons and feeling the language.

In the early spring morning, intoxicated in the alley, the rain and mist fall in your neck, very refreshing feeling. Close your eyes, smell the smell of grass, fresh, elegant... Open your eyes, a green and green in the distance, you can't help but go forward and look for the childish petite green elf. The mood is like "the sky is rainy and crisp, the grass is close to the sky but there is no".

In the early summer, there are a few cockroaches flying around. Can not restrain the strong curiosity, to pursue the shackles of the silver-winged wings, they found a touch of pink shadow, close to see, is a small lotus. In my mind, I immediately reflected the beautiful picture of "Small lotus has a sharp pointed angle and has stood on the head."

In the late autumn, the quiet valley is quiet. Looking around, the harvest season is full of harvest colors. Going deep into the mountains, it seems that something has fallen, and I stopped to look at it. It turned out to be such a wonderful "Maple Leaf Rain" at such a beautiful moment. The color of the maple leaf is similar to the blood, but it is just red. In front of my eyes, I suddenly flashed the slogan of “Staying in Love, Fenglin, and Frosty Red in February”.

The winter solstice, the snow-like snow, the pure color is amazing, it is white without any impurities. Walking on the snow, looking around, the vast world is empty, without the vitality of spring, the vitality of summer, the joy of autumn, but the unique temperament of winter: indifference, loneliness but deadly attraction. I can't help but recall the ethereal realm of "the thousands of birds flying, the thousands of people disappearing."

I have felt poetry from the four seasons of nature.

Maybe my understanding is superficial, but I found that the process of feeling the language is like savoring a cup of the best. As you go to the pint drop, you will find that this bitter taste blends with the essence of everything, and you can feel the fullest fragrance no matter where you go.

Mianhu Experimental Middle School, Jiexi County, Jiexi County, Guangdong Province, China: Wang Danxia Pen Name: Yue Li