Live up to spring and expectations-you don't live for yourself.

Time never knows what waiting is. Some things may become permanent regrets, or they should not just wait. In a sense, life is to leave no regrets as much as possible. As for the shortcomings, there should be no shortage. What did you say?/Sorry?

I remember the New Year's Day holiday on February 30th, 65438, when we went back to our hometown to visit our parents. It just snowed that day, starting at around 10 in the morning and continuing to rain at night. The next day, on battlements, mounds, branches and, of course, the roof in front of the door, as long as it can withstand the snow, there will be no other places, all covered with thick snow clothes. I studied the thickest part carefully for a while. I think it is 15 cm thick.

It has snowed heavily in recent years. At first glance, it is white and exciting, and people can't help it. My wife couldn't help it, and repeatedly called my son and me "close" to the snow and had a snowball fight to make a snowman.

But 20 18 I seem a little busy. No, this evening, Mr. Li organized a New Year's reading party for members of our "and Writing" team (click to read). As a participant, I must make some preparations for this. Can only, failed to live up to the snow scene failed to live up to the qing dynasty.

I can't get up, and my son is not excited. Lovers have no choice but to make a snowman alone. Of course, there are many criticisms of me. Yes, it's rare for us in northeast Jiangxi. Generally speaking, it is only once a year, and it is not that big every year.

This reminds me of the last time I played in the snow with my son. It was the winter of 20 15. On the slope and in the Woods in front of the municipal square, we chased and played. I can still remember the time three years ago. I can't help feeling: How many three years does life have? Time is lost, opportunity is lost.

Last spring, I remember watching a rape blossom with my sister-in-law and her family. I went to Taohuayuan to see peach blossoms last spring (click to read). This beauty is amazing and romantic. I didn't go anywhere this spring. At first glance, the Qingming Festival has passed, the rape blossoms have opened and the azaleas have withered. It seems that spring has never come, so a year has passed in vain.

No, my wife is clamoring to pick azaleas again. It depends. I am very eager. Thinking about the "mixed" snow in the past, I don't want to spoil my lover's fun. However, I really can't bear to leave. I don't live for myself anyway. For the enjoyment of your lover, and for the sake of getting back the thoughts in your heart, then go.

First of all, my wife and I came to Houfan with our niece. Although most of the rape blossoms have passed, there is only one field with amazing rape blossoms, which my wife and I found far away. This is also a drag on the tail of spring!

The rape field is golden, which gives us a place to store our thoughts; Behind the horizon, white clouds are leisurely, carrying our dream of flying.

Busy for a period of time, my lover is still wanting more, and has always said that he will go to the mountains to pick flowers. My wife has never climbed the mountain here. I'm afraid it's a long way. I suggest going back to drive. So I stood alone on the sidewalk identified as a dangerous bridge and looked at the new bridge being built less than 100 meters downstream.

You see, a truckload of dirt has been dumped in the river near the dock, and forklifts have been coming and going to level it. It turned out that they were laying a temporary driveway next to the dock. I think it's for the convenience of engineering trucks to transport the bridge deck. Of course, this is just my guess.

Soon, my wife drove over. So, I took my nieces Yueqing and Han Zhi, and the four of us headed for Guanyin Peak. Less than five minutes' drive, I came to the foot of the mountain.

I don't know if I don't come. At this time, I found that the mountain was full of electric cars and it was very lively. Some people went up the mountain, some went down the mountain, and some stood on the bare rocks halfway up the mountain, shouting, hip-hop, shouting, one after another, what a spring outing.

The lover's point of view is not people, but flowers, the azaleas she recited. Rhododendrons are everywhere. It is not the most prosperous period. As soon as I entered the mountain, my lover waited for an opportunity to pick flowers. It's a pity that the beautiful ones are hard to pick. Because easy has been seen by early people many times.

After several attempts, I finally found a place, and my lover and niece picked it excitedly, as if to prove that spring had come. Of course, the most narcissistic thing is taking pictures. Taking pictures has become the only standard to witness everything in the past.

Looking for flowers, while going up the mountain. After traveling for about 20 minutes, my niece Han Zhi felt a little tired. So I had a rest in the forest halfway up the mountain.

Take a break and move on. The path runs through the ridge, and the trees on both sides of the road are lush. I don't know where I am. After driving for about 20 minutes, we passed through several exposed rocks. At this time, there were bursts of laughter and laughter in front of us, which seemed to be the harvest of people's spring outing-the pleasure of letting go of themselves and the pleasure of indulging their emotions.

"Look, they picked so many flowers!" Does anyone envy us? When I first went up the mountain, I saw a group of aunt-level teams. Almost everyone had a big bouquet of azaleas in their hands, which was pleasing to the eye. Looking at the precious flowers in your hands is actually envious. I really don't know what "dwarfing" means!

When we approached, all the young women, about 30 years old, were white and red, looking very happy and enjoying themselves. There are five or six children aged six or seven or eight or nine scattered around. The children are playing, sweating and very happy. But none of them have flowers in their hands. No wonder they envy us.

This is a forest of 70-80 square meters, flat and wide, sitting looking for stones or leaning against wood. Xu Feng faces his face with a bright smile, which seems to have the meaning of Taoyuan and the charm of the world. This is really an ideal place to rest.

We went straight through the Woods, perhaps because they "occupied" here and then took a few steps forward. Suddenly I feel that I am going downhill and walking along the edge of the stone. At this time, I was wondering if I was going downhill. After a short walk, my memory became stronger and clearer.

That grove was the top of the mountain just now, and the road down just now is another road up the mountain. Yes, I remember the past. Thirty years ago, when I was in primary school, I remember my teacher leading us to climb this mountain. The second time should be twenty-five years ago, with my sister-in-law, my sister-in-law's brother and me. At that time, I was still in the normal school, learning photography and playing with the Phoenix camera were our favorite.

At this time, looking at the distant mountains and the road under your feet, I feel very kind. Thirty years later, the mountain remains the same, and the road remains the same. Nothing seems to have changed.

As far as I can see, it's just that room, all buildings; Only the tiles are filled with glass; Just that bridge. A new bridge is being built downstream.

The mountains are not so high and the scenery is not so beautiful. To love, just to pick flowers, for me, just to love, by the way, looking for that distant memory.

At this time, a handsome boy stood on a bare stone, like a handsome scene. His lover was in high spirits and joked, "I'll take a picture of you." Pretend to raise your phone.

A handsome guy is a stranger, or he is afraid of strangers. He hurriedly jumped off the bare stone and shouted, "No! Don't! " . Seeing our intention to go down the mountain, they told us that the mountain on this road is OK. If we want to go down the mountain from now on, I'm afraid it's a little steep.

My lover turned around and asked my opinion. Do you want to go back? Only then can I fully understand that there are two roads in this mountain, one is steep, the other is short, and the other is flat and the road is very long. In early years, I took a steep short circuit. So I said to myself, it's been too long. Let's take a short circuit. After all, I have walked before, and my memory is not that steep. Besides, didn't you see someone coming down the mountain when you first came?

So we continued to descend from a steep place. Although it was steep, it was really fast. We reached the foot of the mountain in ten minutes. At this time, my wife and two nieces are glad that they chose short circuit, because it is really much faster.

We drove back, full of joy. For me, there are memories buried for 30 years. Of course, the most important thing is spring in the warm sun and spring in the bright eyes-live up to spring.