Impression of nature

What impressed me most about nature was the trees in it. The image of the tree reflects the changes of the four seasons. Our understanding of this kind of nature, my understanding of nature actually starts from the trees and animals around us. No one will boast about the soil and tell it a big story that leads to the article. Why? Because the soil seems lifeless. Although she is great, she only knows how to silently carry life and everything in the world. She is quiet, setting off the vibrant world like a mother.

Trees and insects are completely different. They are like beautiful and natural children, like babies in the arms of the earth nanny. They have been exercising, showing their liveliness and loveliness, attracting the attention of the whole world. You see, whenever there is a special bird singing in the trees, it will immediately attract the attention and stop of countless surprised children, and even the photographer will immediately turn the long lens away. And those little bees buzzing in the grass, where can you not love them? They exist not only in spring, but also between the lines of those literati. After reading Xiao Hong's Biography of Hulan River and Lu Xun's Flowers in Dusk, people have to sigh that the best time in everyone's life is not when he is young, but when he is with small animals.

It is impossible for a person who doesn't love nature to observe nature, let alone have a good word about nature, and this love for nature is heartfelt and pure natural. This kind of feelings and words are fairy tales for children and prose for adults. Loving nature and life is the eternal theme of this literature. And everyone's observation of trees and insects will be different, just as there are no two identical leaves and no two identical people in the world.

If everyone thinks of spring, flowers and reeds, then such words will inevitably come to mind, and some associations and happy emotions will inevitably arise in their hearts.

I know about nature through trees and insects. In my opinion, they represent the four seasons. A few days before March, the sun suddenly brightened, the wind suddenly softened, and our mood suddenly brightened. However, don't say that you are completely happy. Because there is always a trace of sadness in real spring, I call it spring sorrow. I'm afraid this kind of worry will not disappear until April, when the spring is strongest. This is our nostalgia and farewell to the coming winter. Although the winter is harsh, although it has tempered me, it also gives us a sense of ceremony when one thing is completed. For winter, I think this is an end. There will always be an end in this world, just as there will always be a beginning. The end is actually for the beginning, and the best beginning is naturally the spring when spring grass sprouts and willow buds grow.

You see, trees have character! Look at that pine tree, it's nothing like a young man with strong blood and youthful vitality. However, the willow looks like a gentle girl with green hair. Look at her waist, how slender and elegant. Seeing beautiful hair so hazy in spring is not only our love for girls. Look at the poplar, not only like a middle-aged man, but also confident and masculine to support his small family. And those shrubs, like playful children, spread on the grass one by one.