The graceful wicker has also changed from the light yellowish color a few days ago to emerald green. Looking from a distance, the yellow-green fluffy willow buds are interspersed among the young leaves and fluttering with the wicker, as if to the willow branches. Adding a fashionable woolen jacket, it looks particularly graceful against the simple and artistic tree trunks. The jasper is as high as a tree, and there are thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. The weeping willow trees resemble the beautiful spring girl's long shawl hair. They stand in rows and are reflected in the clear green lake of the park into a wave of rippling blue waves. The trees are green, and the water is also green. From a distance, the faint yellow-green colors are connected into one piece, which reminds people of the goose-yellow color in old black and white photos. The willow tree is the messenger of spring, bringing the message of spring to every corner of the world, and taking the lead in dyeing the branches with green. If the world did not have the willow tree, it would be so silent and dim. Without the decoration of the willow tree, it must be The flowers will also lose their delicate beauty.
Under the warm sunshine of March, various flowers and trees are in full bloom. The petite and graceful figure of the purple-leaf plum is like a smaller apricot blossom, blooming brilliantly. The green and purple leaves have already acted as flower protectors, accompanying the flowers to sway densely on the branches. The winding roadside in the park is like a graceful guard of honor, with rows of flowers greeting tourists approaching him. The fragrant white and pink trees and the huge and spectacular sea of ??flowers attract the astonishing eyes of tourists, and also make the bees sing and fly around to collect honey. Standing under the tree, bees are flying and butterflies are dancing, and the fragrance is lingering. The prosperous tree canopy and pink flower clusters are like a living sea of ??flowers, undulating and swaying in the wind, making your heart sway. I came at the right time. The purple-leafed plum blossoms are in full bloom. It is the most beautiful flowering period. Its most fragrant and best years are probably when it shows the world such extremely beautiful and brilliant colors.
When I went back a few days later, the purple-leafed plum trees that were once full of fragrance had faded away and were replaced by more flowers rushing to bloom. Peach blossoms, pear blossoms, cherry blossoms, wheat plums, crabapples, plum blossoms, lilacs, mantiaohong, etc. are also competing to bloom one after another, which can be described as colorful and colorful. There is also a kind of flower that I saw for the first time in my life. It has a nice name called chrysanthemum peach. Its petals are like chrysanthemums and its color is like peach. It is as beautiful as clouds and a peach tree. Its fragrance is in the spring, and it uniquely displays its beautiful body. posture. There are also some unknown flowers, clusters, clusters, and strings, swaying on their branches like a rush, with various shapes and postures, colorful, colorful and enchanting. The lawn is dotted with small purple wildflowers and yellow dandelions. Famous and unknown flowers and plants all flaunt their beauty in the vigorous vitality of spring.
My favorite flower fragrance is Xifu Begonia. Its light and sweet fragrance floats slowly in the spring breeze, as if smelling the fragrance of locust flowers in May. I can't help but stop to watch and smell the fragrance of flowers. It forks from the lower part and has long thin branches that raise its elegant figure, swaying in the spring breeze with strings of pink and white flowers, leisurely sending out a refreshing and refreshing floral fragrance. Sometimes I walk under the crabapple tree at night and smell the fragrance of the flowers before looking at the tree shadows. The sweet and refreshing fragrance comes to my nostrils and intoxicates my heart. I feel like I have returned to my youthful years of 29 years old. I know that the whirling tree shadows, the faint fragrance The sweet floral fragrance belongs to Xifu Begonia.
Appreciating flowers at night with a flashlight is even more unique. The flowers in the darkness are not as silent as the dark night. Only our eyes and the darkness are silent. Every kind of life is tiny. All the cells in our body are moving and constantly changing. Whether they bloom or wither, there is a brewing process. Therefore, admiring flowers at night became my endless hobby. In the quiet night, I seemed to hear the sound of flowers blooming, and seemed to see their smiles when they were prosperous or their tears when they withered. When I shine a flashlight on them, they respond to me with a completely different feeling of warmth than during the day. These lives continue their dazzling beauty in the dark night, moistening the fragrance of flowers in the silence. When the morning light lights up the darkness, the petals with dewdrops will leave the most beautiful moment to the warm sunshine.
Walking in the colorful and fragrant park area, the rich aroma slowly slides through the nose, fragrant every ray of air. Following the fragrance, I found out that the source of the fragrance was fragrant lilac trees. There are lilacs and white lilacs, with suitable shades of colors, fresh and elegant. Its small and dense cross-shaped petals are tightly clustered together, like a group of hugging groups, gathering the fragrance into natural sources of fragrance, exuding a long and fragrant fragrance, refreshing the heart and mind. , fascinating. From a close look, the clusters of lilacs are delicate and elegant, like a group of girls from the Republic of China in school uniforms; from a distance, the clusters of flowers are scattered and dense, like white clouds dotting the blue sky. Lilac trees on lawns and roadside add an extremely romantic and warm atmosphere to spring. I don’t know why the girl with sorrow and resentment in Dai Wangshu’s “Rain Alley” has the same sadness and melancholy as Lilac? Perhaps it is because of the mournful song of lonely rain that the lilac-like fragrance is tainted with the sadness of drizzle, leaving only a touch of hesitation and melancholy in the long, long and lonely rain alley. Therefore, I also hope that there will be a drizzle falling at this moment, in the fragrance of lilacs, on the long path, in the misty rain and mist, holding a flower folding umbrella, maybe, I will also be like that lilac knot A sad "girl"?
What I love most about this season is the wonderful beauty of "human faces and peach blossoms reflecting each other's red". The pink, light pink and pink-white peach blossoms are like beautiful and shy girls, shyly and affectionately half-hiding their beautiful faces, giving every woman who takes a photo with them a unique sense of shyness and charm. . "On this day last year, in this door, the human face and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red color. I don't know where the human face has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze." Time flies by, time flies like an arrow, it is difficult to meet people from the old days, and the peach blossoms smile in the spring breeze every year. Look at the branches, the peach blossoms may be in groups, or in twos or threes, or they may be shining alone. Some of them will bloom in rows and branches at random and densely on the branches. They are densely and irregularly clustered together, like lovers whispering in the beginning of their love, or like a delicate pink-faced beauty, shy and smiling. , lightly covering her cherry lips and blushing with embarrassment, making all the flowers envious and the landscape dull. The spring breeze blows, and the pink petals of the peach blossoms fall gently with the wind, like a colorful rain of flying peach blossoms, which embodies the feelings of a lifetime and attracts the admiration of literati and poets. Throughout the ages, there have been many poems and songs praising peach blossoms, expressing people's love for them. Teacher Jiang Dawei's song "Where the Peach Blossoms Bloom" has been sung for a long time, and the lingering sound lingers. Because of this classic song, peach blossoms are connected with their hometown and lovers. This makes me think of a different picture every time I see peach blossoms.
In the spring when I was young, I climbed up the peach tree and picked the branches of peach blossoms. After all these years, are they still blooming brightly in the bottle of memory? Can the pink petals still reflect the flowery smile of my childhood friend? The spring breeze of my hometown caresses the face of the years, gently carves the fine lines of the passing years into memories, and decorates the brilliant pink clouds into the rainbow in dreams. As time goes by, the flowers bloom and wither, as the past fades away, the peach blossoms come from distant memories, accompanied by the gentle breeze and drizzle in my hometown, and the morning dewdrops, they are still swaying and blooming in today's spring breeze.
Peach blossoms bloom in March, and love in March is as fragrant as peach blossoms. Is there any smile brighter than a peach blossom? It was your tenderness that opened the stamens of smiles. Is there any face more beautiful than peach blossoms? It was you who decorated my tears with your heart full of honey. Peach blossoms bloom every year, and love lasts every year. The love under the peach blossom tree is full of fragrance in the four seasons of reincarnation, passing through ordinary days and happy years year after year, walking on the road with haze, wind and rain, but also with the fragrance of sunshine and flowers. Occasionally looking back, the peach blossoms in my memory were flying in that spring, the young smiles were as bright as flowers, and happiness turned into beautiful peach blossoms. You and I hold hands, enjoy the spring breeze and drizzle together, enjoy the sunset, and in the season of flowers blooming, store the sweetness that can be remembered for a lifetime.
It’s spring again, and the flowers are still smiling in the spring breeze. Wander in the boundless sea of ??flowers, feel the splendor of different forms in their most beautiful flowering period, feel the tenacious vitality of spring, and entrust the hope of this spring to the breeze, the bright moon, the fragrance of flowers and the sunshine, giving life the freedom to bloom like flowers, and the warmth of spring. Open, let the years pass safely!