I only know how to chase the victory and suddenly forget the cold, and the spring breeze is shining in the sunset. This year's winter seems to be particularly long, and the coldness of winter is unbearable. On such days, I am looking forward to the arrival of spring.
Victory day and I hope the border of Si Water, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. Today is the beginning of spring, and the beginning of spring is a good day to go out for a walk, but unfortunately the weather is not beautiful, and a silent rain fell like this. The spring rain slowly comes with the spring breeze, moistening the light dust, gently pulling open the curtain of spring, brushing away all things, and conveying the message of the arrival of spring.
Spring has arrived, nurturing infinite vitality. This will be a season full of vitality, this will be a poetic and picturesque beauty, this will be a kind of colorful joy.
In this drizzle, in this vague misty rain, early spring February, you and I appreciate these misty rains, which are very comfortable and joyful. The misty rain is hazy, and it seems like a fishing picture in front of you. "A green bamboo hat, a green straw raincoat, and the slanting wind and drizzle are not required to return", making people immersed in it and unable to extricate themselves.
The rain is still dripping and falling. I have been waiting at home for a long time. I suddenly want to embrace this rain, caress this rain, and feel this rain deeply, because this rain is spring rain, and this season is spring. Friends who are still far away, are you looking forward to this spring rain like me?
Su Shi said, "The orchid buds at the foot of the mountain are short soaked in the stream, the sandy roads among the pines are clean and mud-free, and the rain in the evening cries. Who says life is no longer small? The flowing water in front of the door can still be west! Don't sing the yellow chicken with white hair." In this situation, did he also think of the south of the Yangtze River with misty rain? A thin mist covered like yarn, accompanied by the raindrops. I think this should be the most wonderful scenery! Smelling the fresh smell of misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, the gentle raindrops floated on the green tiles...
Little did you know that spring rain has always been like this, gentle and lingering, like wind, fog, and feathers brushing through your and my hearts, aftertaste for a long time. Compared to the pouring rain in summer, drizzle in autumn, or shining rain in winter, I prefer the soft drizzle in early spring.
In my opinion, the spring rain is extraordinary, it falls gently, "The willows are long, the spring rain is thin, and the sound of flowers is leaking out." It is so sweet, quiet, thorough, and delicate. The sound of the light rain lingers in my ears, which is endless, and it is very pleasant. Now spring is getting warmer, and the gentle wind with a little spring atmosphere blows through the curtains, like a pair of soft hands gently caressing your cheeks.
Grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight for the fragrance. The hazy spring rain is like a poem, a song, or a painting. Such a gentle spring rain picture, you and I appreciate it together, is like a knot in my heart, a memory of each other.
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