"Spring" by Zhu Ziqing and "Spring in Jinan" by Lao She
Spring:
Looking forward, looking forward, the east wind is coming, and the footsteps of spring are approaching.
Everything was like waking up from sleep, and Xinxinran opened his eyes. The mountains are moist, the water is rising, and the sun is blushing.
The grass secretly emerges from the earth, tender and green. In the garden and in the fields, you can see that there are large areas full of them. Sit down, lie down, roll a few times, kick a few balls, race a few times, play hide-and-seek a few times. The wind is gentle and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees, pear trees, if you don’t let me, I won’t let you, they are all full of flowers. The red ones are like fire, the pink ones are like clouds, and the white ones are like snow. The flowers are sweet; when you close your eyes, the trees seem to be full of peaches, apricots, and pears. Thousands of bees were buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of all sizes were flying around. Wild flowers are everywhere: various kinds, with names and without names, scattered in the grass like eyes and stars, and they are blinking.
"The willow wind does not blow cold on your face", not bad, it feels like a mother's hand caressing you. The wind carries the smell of newly turned soil, mixed with the smell of green grass, and the smell of various flowers. The fragrance is brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds settled their nests among the flowers and leaves, became happy, and showed off their clear singing voices to their friends, singing melodious tunes that echoed with the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo played by the shepherd boy on the cow's back was also ringing loudly all day long.
Rain is the most common, lasting for three or two days at a time. Don't be upset. Look, it looks like cow hair, like flower needles, like fine threads, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke covering the roof of the house.
The leaves are so green that it shines brightly, and the grass is so green that it hurts your eyes. In the evening, the lights were turned on, and a little yellow light created a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the small roads and by the stone bridges, there are people walking slowly holding umbrellas, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw hats and hats. Their houses are sparse and silent in the rain.
There are gradually more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and countryside, every household, old and young, came out one by one, as if they were rushing to go. Rejuvenate your muscles and bones, rouse yourself, and do your respective things. "The plan for a year lies in spring." At the beginning, there is a lot of time and a lot of hope.
Spring is like a baby that just landed, it is new from head to toe and it is growing.
Spring is like a little girl, full of flowers and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron-like arms, waist and feet, leading us forward
Winter in Jinan:
For a person in Peiping For people who are used to living there, like me, it would be a miracle if there is no wind in winter; there is no wind in Jinan in winter. For someone like me who has just returned from London, it seems strange to be able to see the sun in winter; winter in Jinan is sunny. Of course, in tropical places, the sun is always so poisonous, and the loud weather is a bit scary. However, in the winter in northern China, Jinan is really a treasure for having warm and sunny weather.
If there was sunshine alone, it would not be a surprise. Please close your eyes and think: an old city, with mountains and water, all basking in the sun, sleeping warm and comfortable, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up, is this an ideal state? The hills completely surround Jinan, with only a small gap missing on the north side. This circle of hills is particularly cute in winter, as if it is putting Jinan in a small cradle. They quietly and quietly say: "Don't worry, it will be warm here."
Really , People in Jinan smile on their faces in winter. As soon as they looked at those hills, they felt that they had a place to rely on. When they saw the mountains from the sky, they unknowingly thought: "Maybe it will be spring tomorrow? With such warmth, maybe the grass will turn green tonight?" Even if this fantasy cannot be realized for a while, they do not Worry, because with such a charitable winter, why would you want anything else!
The best thing is a little snow. Look, the dwarf pine trees on the mountain are getting darker and darker, with a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese nanny. The top of the mountain is all white, giving the blue sky a silver edge. On the hillside, the snow is thicker in some places, and the grass is still exposed in some places; in this way, one part is white and the other is dark yellow, giving the mountains a floral dress with water patterns; look at it, this floral dress It seems to be blown by the wind, making you wish to see a little more beautiful mountain skin.
When it was almost sunset, the yellowish sunshine slanted on the mountainside, and the thin snow seemed to be shy suddenly, revealing a slight pink color. It’s just a light snowfall, Jinan can’t stand heavy snowfall, those hills are so delicate!
In ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow, and outside the city is so spacious. There are some small villages lying on the hillside, and there is some snow lying on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is an ink painting by Zhang Xiao, maybe It must have been painted by a famous artist from the Tang Dynasty.
As for the water, not only does it not freeze, but it steams a little on the green algae. The algae is so green, and all the green accumulated all year round is used. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With this green spirit, the water cannot bear to freeze, and those skilled weeping willows still have to cast a shadow in the water! Look, slowly look up from the clear river water. The air, mid-air, and sky, from top to bottom, are all so clear and blue, and the whole thing is an ethereal blue crystal.
In this crystal, there are red roofs, yellow grass mountains, and gray tree shadows like small clusters of flowers on the carpet.
This is Jinan in winter.
Extended information:
About the author Zhu Ziqing
Zhu Ziqing (November 22, 1898 - August 12, 1948), formerly known as Zhu Zihua, also named Peixian , No. Qiushi. Originally from Shaoxing, Zhejiang, born in Donghai County, Jiangsu Province. Modern essayist, poet, scholar, and democratic fighter?[6]?. His prose works include "Hurry", "Spring", "You and Me", "Green", "Back View", "Moonlight over the Lotus Pond", "London Miscellaneous Notes", etc. He is the author of the poetry collection "Snow Morning", the collection of poetry and essays "Traces", and literary treatises. "Poems and Commentaries", "On the Appreciation of Elegance and Popularity", etc.
A brief introduction to the author of Lao She
Lao She (1899-1966), novelist and dramatist. His original name was Shu Qingchun, courtesy name Sheyu, Manchu, and a native of Beijing. He was born in a poor family and lost his father when he was young. He graduated from Beijing Normal School and served as the principal of a primary school and encouraged students in his early years. In 1924, he went to England to teach Chinese at the Oriental College of the University of London and began to write. He published novels "Lao Zhang's Philosophy", "Zhao Zi Yue" and "Two Horses" in the "Novel Monthly", which laid the foundation for my country's modern novels. One of the people.
After returning to China, he taught at Qilu University and Shandong University, and at the same time engaged in writing. His representative works include the novels "Cat City", "Divorce", "Camel Xiangzi", and the novella "Crescent Moon" , "My Life", short stories "Micro God", "Soul-Breaking Gun", etc.
After the outbreak of the Anti-Japanese War, he went to Wuhan and Chongqing to organize the All-China Association of Literary and Art Circles to Resist the Enemy, which dealt with the Prime Minister’s meetings internally and represented the “Literary Association” externally. He wrote the novel “Four Generations Under One Roof” and also contributed to modern folk arts. Make improvements. In 1946, he went to the United States to give lectures. He returned to China four years later and was mainly engaged in drama script creation. His representative works include "Longxugou" and "Teahouse". He was awarded the title of "People's Artist" and was known as a language master. He once served as Vice Chairman of the National Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Vice Chairman of the National Writers Association and Chairman of the Beijing Federation of Literary and Art Circles.
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