The weather is always there.
The sunshine in spring is particularly bright, and the girl in spring smiles. Sunlight and red beams come and touch you gently, like a young mother's hand. With the brisk pace of the spring girl, the green grass broke through the ground and dived out of the soil, tender and green. In the park, you can see these tenacious grasses everywhere.
In this warm season, in the Woods, many trees are full of bright flowers; Everyone refuses to compromise. Red, yellow, white and purple flowers really look like a beautiful big flower bed. Many butterflies and bees smell the flowers and fly around to collect honey and fly around in mid-air.
In the Woods, many birds are flying freely and happily. When they are happy, they sing crisp and pleasant songs. The warm spring breeze blows the river, and the river is suddenly infected by a pleasant and moving flute sound. Looking around, a group of naughty children are making willow flutes with weeping willow stems! They blew out the happiness and joy in their hearts.
The rain in spring is gentle, and only the spring rain beats the branches and leaves of bamboo. Rain sometimes falls in a straight line and sometimes floats with the wind, leaving a beautiful image of smoke, fog, yarn and silk. The splashing rain flower seems to be a beating note on the piano, playing a beautiful melody.
Under the blue sky and white clouds, all kinds of kites are flying freely and soaring. What a refreshing sight!
Spring is a season full of vitality, but also a beautiful, magical and hopeful season.
Spring has arrived, and all kinds of gorgeous flowers are blooming, all of which are so gorgeous and dazzling. The oilseed rape planted by the farmer's uncle in the field is also in bloom. Golden rape flowers have become the world of butterflies, and beautiful butterflies are dancing on the golden stage. They fly in the air for a while and stay quietly on the rape flowers for a while. Just like this, it also adds a lot of fun to spring. The beauty of rape flowers also attracts many "working people"-bees, who are always tirelessly pollinating rape flowers day and night. Occasionally, a breeze blows, and the golden rapeseed immediately surges up with undulating "golden waves". From a distance, it's really beautiful!
Now, spring has come. Spring is the most beautiful season of the year. Throughout the ages, people have almost exhausted all beautiful words and poems to describe and praise spring. Spring brings vitality and hope to people.
The lovely spring girl came to the world with light steps, and the vibrant scene came in all directions, as if the whole world had just woken up from a deep sleep.
The sun shone through the dense leaves of elm trees and cast shadows on the ground. The south wind in late summer and early autumn brought the new fragrance of wheat and wormwood. Late summer and early autumn in northern Manchuria are beautiful seasons and the best days of the year. The weather is neither too cold nor too hot, and there is still some cyan in the field, so people are not too busy.
On a road on the west side of Shoushan Mountain, there is nothing disturbing at this time. Although the fiery red sun has not yet come directly, the sand on the road seems to be shining; It's steaming, it's in the air, and the power of summer is everywhere. Many dogs stick out their tongues, and even crows in the trees gasp with their mouths open.
Summer weather, fiery sunshine, sweeping away crystal dew in the morning, ruling the universe until after dusk, what a heavy and boring time!
Wan Li is clear, Wan Li is cloudless, and the sun is roasting the earth; A south wind blew, and a heat wave rolled up from the ground, which was suffocating. Weeds can't resist the sun exposure, and the leaves are rolled into thin strips. Whenever in the afternoon, people always feel tired easily, just like just waking up, feeling groggy and unwilling to move. Even the birds in the Woods are resting in the trees with their mouths open, and they are too lazy to fly out for food.
It was a long summer without rain, and the old loach in the field was turned white by the scorching sun. The stream near the village dropped several inches, and the stones above the water suddenly became bigger.
It hasn't rained a drop for two weeks; The milky light fog permeates the air and hangs over the trees in the distance; From there, it smells like burning. Many dark clouds float leisurely in the blue sky and climb slowly; The strong dry wind keeps blowing, but it can't keep away the summer heat.
There is not a cloud in the sky, there is no sun overhead, there is no wind, and all the trees are standing there listlessly and lazily.
Early summer is beautiful, which is another kind of beauty different from sunny spring. If the beauty of spring is in full bloom, then the beauty of early summer is in full bloom. What word should be used to sum up the scenery in early summer? "Green, fat, red and thin"? No, it's about flowers in late spring; "The green is deep and the red is thin"-this is the difference.
It's getting warmer in June, but it's still cooler in the morning. When I went downstairs to exercise in the morning, I found that the young leaves on poplars, flowers and trees have grown taller! It has grown into a thick leaf. Looking around, some people wear clothes that are neither thick nor thin.
The early summer sun shines through the dense branches and leaves, and the ground is covered with spots the size of copper coins.
The day in June is very bright. When I wake up in the morning, I feel everything is silent and the sound of nature is very light. As soon as the sun comes out, all the flowers and plants in the community are dewdrops, and full of green looks full of vitality in the sun. Looking up at the sky, large clouds.
Early in the morning, I got up lazily, opened my sleepy eyes and saw a leaf floating on the windowsill in the distance. The morning dew on the leaves, the water is bright and crystal clear, and there are bursts of birds singing outside the window.
The evening breeze in early summer, with the delicate fragrance of jujube flowers and Chinese rose flowers, floated into this simple and comfortable living room.
The wind blows with a slight warmth, and cuckoos sing from time to time. It is telling us: "Spring is over."
One night in summer, the stars were shining in the sky, and a cool breeze dispersed the residual heat during the day, and the earth was silent.
A long hair dancing with the wind, charming exotic eyes, a little hoarse and elastic voice, the figure dancing in the finely divided white sand is so striking: rich life and heartfelt affection pour in front of your eyes and unconsciously infiltrate your heart.
The sun in spring has lost its tenderness, shining on the earth like a fireball, and seems to emit all the heat. It softened the asphalt road, dyed the faces of pedestrians red, made the trees dare not sway at all, and even cracked the earth. Throw a basin of water on the ground and the thirsty earth will be sucked up at once. The streets are full of vests and shirtless, and people can't wait to get into the refrigerator.
In the early summer morning, Tung Chung Village was shrouded in a mist. The sun didn't come out, and the warm wind blowing from the Pearl River was wet and cool. Kapok is in bloom, peach blossom is in bloom, snow bean curd and cauliflower of various colors are in bloom. The flat fields outside Tung Chung Village, the soft rice seedlings that are about to drip, and the green banana leaves swaying in the wind are doing business.
Early in the morning, cicadas cried loudly to tell people that another hot day had begun.
Walking in the bleak autumn rain, loneliness is the coolness of your fingertips and the pain of your heart. In this cold night, loneliness comes uninvited, goes through the skin and reaches the depths of the soul! Looking up at the endless sky, I don't know whether rain or tears blurred my eyes.
A hazy light floated in my eyes, covering up my dreams. The drizzle came into view. Maybe it's for the pain. The sky is wrinkled and frowning. Sobbing is also a hero. Hiding in the corner with sadness, holding back tears, listening to the sound of rain crying, the rain man shook his shoulders and let the tears fall. He just didn't want to put his heart on the sharp knife's mouth, thinking that he could get rid of the sadness of the teenager who died in Japan.
When it rains, there is neither sun nor moon, but people don't think so. Maybe the rainy season is not cold, so let the sun cool for a while. Rainy nights have a charm that moonlit nights don't have. Sometimes I can't help but think of Li Shangyin's famous sentence "When * * * cuts the candle at the west window, we talk about the rain at night"
Autumn rain is like smoke and fog, silently floating in the rubble, dead branches and leaves on the open space, soaking the ground, houses and trees.
The annual rainy season is coming again. Tears are dripping day and night, sometimes heartbreaking and sometimes crying, just like when a person is hit, tears are dripping.
Casual thoughts of rain in Wang Guozhen sometimes, it is sunny outside; Sometimes, it is sunny outside, but it is raining. There are many things in the world for you to taste in comparison. The heart is clear, and the rain is clear; When the heart is raining, sunny is also rain.
I don't know when the rain stopped quietly. The wind also held its breath, and everything in the mountains became very quiet.
But the rain seems unwilling, and it is getting worse. Even the corner is blurred. There is not only rain in the air, but also some sadness and melancholy.
The sunshine after the rain is particularly bright, and a rainbow crosses the blue sky, as if smiling at the earth.
In the distance, an unknown bird began to crow, as if to pour out the joy after bathing. Not far away, the rain beads condensed on the leaves are still dripping down, dripping into the small puddle on the side of the road, making an unusually crisp sound.
On cloudy days, there is always a sense of loss and sinking mood. Cloudy days are a good time for people to think quietly. Cloudy days always indicate rain.
Just like a gloomy child, the gray face in the sky gradually sank, replaced by a heavy gray-black. Naughty wind wandering around, gloating at people's mess. The tree shook its head helplessly.
Cold gray clouds, unpredictably covering the seven-color rainbow nine days away, are trembling and raining.
Dark clouds are squeezing the sky, covering up the scarlet just now, as if to collapse, as if the whole world is silent. The cold wind shuttled rapidly, leaving people exclaiming. The delicate flowers and grass have been trembling and kneeling on the ground. It is the coming rain that casts a shadow in front of it!
It's dark and very cold. Grass bowed its head, branches winding, looked up and found dark clouds gathering. Unexpectedly, the rain has started to rain quietly.
It's dark, and the dark clouds seem to be coming down. Sun Popo also hid in fear, and Baiyun, who was just playing, ran home to sleep. I pulled my coat, afraid of the coming heavy rain on me, and ran desperately in the direction of home.
It's dark, and the dark clouds seem to be coming down. There are also deafening thunder and dazzling lightning from time to time, giving people a sense of terror.
It's raining, and the rainy mood seems to be my own, bit by bit. I like rain, I like the cold and loneliness of rain. The rain is a little melancholy and quiet.