A famous passage about Late Spring

"The canoe Ran Ran is foggy and winding, and the distant mountains are covered with drizzle." At the end of spring every year, the green plums show the color of Huang Chengcheng, and the south of the Yangtze River enters the rainy season. The scorching sun doesn't want to show up at this time. Sometimes the clouds open a line, smiling, and driving the clouds, hiding in the heavenly palace, so it began to rain; Sometimes there will be a spectacle of "the sun is in the east and the rain is in the west". Mountains and rivers from Tianmu Mountain in Zhejiang and Maoshan Mountain in southern Jiangsu flooded into Taihu Lake. The lake soared, and it was too late to leak into the sea, causing a rising tide lifts all boats and small bridges and low islands. In the drizzle, the white waves in Taihu Lake are surging, and the feelings are particularly rich and the colors are unusually bright, just like a painting by an artist who has not splashed ink!

-Zhang Zuosheng's "Spring"

The rich wheat fragrance was blown into the village by a south wind, and the soles of the cultivators were as idle as oil. Nature sends beautiful letters to people, and people read these familiar handwriting: catkins flying, elm money falling, butterflies bidding farewell to falling rape petals, and pea flowers turning into plump green pods. This is the last scene of spring bidding farewell to summer. There are too many props needed in this scene: men are arranging rope racks, mulberry handles and brooms; The women packed dustpans and baskets and mended broken pockets. Especially in the morning, the moon sets and the stars are sparse, and a crisp summer chicken crows: "Summer-Cha, Summer-Cha!" When people are awakened from their sleep, the sound of sickle grinding in front of each hut merges into a powerful sound stream.

-Lee Joon's "Yellow River Flows East"

The weather is intoxicating warmth, which happens to be the season when cherry blossoms fall out. The fine sand pavement is covered with messy pink flowers, some of which are hung on the paved green grass. Several pear trees are also dotted with white petals. The mountains in the north and west are covered with light blue robes; Swallows jump back and forth in the forest. This is the last spring of a good year, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere, which makes people linger.

-Shan Yu, Wang Tongzhao

That night, in a hotel on the banks of the Pierciwasser River, we made a fire in the fireplace with birch and sat by the fireside, feeling honored to relive this journey. In our life, there will never be such a second spring again. Late at night, we went outside, the sky was clear and the stars were shining. But under the starlight, spring quietly left. When we wake up tomorrow, it's already summer.

Spring has come to every corner of the northern hemisphere. It is like a sound, expanding until it disappears into space; Like a gust of wind, blowing on the earth, we can't see itself, but we are aware of the changes it has caused. It's like a breeze in the wheat field, and it's like Fei Ying cast by flowing clouds. It's like a life full of the universe, but you can only touch part of it. And when you think you are facing it, it quietly leaves. Of course, it's just spring on the calendar that suddenly disappears. In fact, the change of seasons is gradual.

-(America) Irving W. Thiel's Spring Days in the Northland.

A famous passage in Spring

The south wind with the breath of spring messed up his messy hair; Swallows wander around in spring, and the air is full of their whispers. The new green grass is limping on the ground with laughter, as if talking to the small yellow flower of dandelion with its head down; Willow soft talk is swaying like depression. Obviously, it's because I feel so lonely when I see the peach trees around me with only small leaves.

-Mao Dun's footprint

After a spring rain, the willow branches turned green and the peach blossoms smiled. The mountain stream is full, and one or two peach petals float from time to time on the water. The sky is as soft and bright as glass. The sun rises from the eastern half with a smile and is as red as a girl's face. Picturesque spring scenery and magnificent mountains and rivers make people feel comfortable and full of vitality.

-Shi Peifa's "The Weaver of the Web"

Anyway, winter is over after all. At the beginning of April, the days became warm and the nights were still cold: winter refused to yield, but finally a warm day came and repelled the winter, so the river flowed and all the birds sang together. The whole grassland and shrubs along the river were flooded by the spring tide, and a large area between Lukewo and the high slope on the other side was occupied by a flood in Wang Yang. Wild ducks are flying around the water in droves. Every evening, fiery spring clouds and colorful clouds create a new, extraordinary and strange scene. In the future, people will never believe that color and cloud when they see it in the painting.

-(Russia) Farmers in Chekhov's Works

Spring. The yellow leaves turned green. New green leaves have grown on the dead branches. The sunshine smiles gently at everyone, the birds are singing and flying. Flowers are blooming, red flowers, white flowers and purple flowers. Stars are flashing, red stars, yellow stars, white stars. Blue sky, free wind, dreamlike love. The window was wide open and the sun climbed in with a smile. Flowers smile at butterflies outside the window. Bees and flies fly in the room.

-Ba Jin's Autumn in Spring

The fragrant spring has come, and my hometown is full of thriving scenes. The willows in the Ishikawa River began to sprout, the grass on the ji zi Mountain also grew, and all kinds of flowers quietly opened. Look at the banks of the river and the foot of the mountain: pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers are all in full bloom. The grass is green, the flowers are red and the river has thawed. At this time, if you come here, you will naturally leave the latest and most beautiful pictures in your mind.

-Chen "Please come to our hometown"

The gesture of spring is gentle and beautiful: on the grassland at the top of the tree, the buds slowly drawn out are green and light blue, as solemn and lively as a girl. Spring seems to exist for them. Catkin and poplars floating in the spring space are like sluts who have to take the opportunity to indulge, completely abandoning hypocritical shyness and being sultry everywhere; The sky is blue and the sun is soft as a sponge; The wind blowing on people makes people as happy as being possessed. People are drunk and almost dissolved in this situation.

-Ge Di and The Mystery of Spring

Jiangnan in spring is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh and the sun is warm. Wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, and scattered villages are unsinkable ships; In the criss-crossing winding river, the willow branches by the river spit out buds, and asparagus also emerged to make the leaves clear. The calm water surface in the river woke up from the simplicity of winter and was dressed up by the colors of nature. It's really beautiful. It's so touching. In the sunny noon, you can also see groups of fish swimming underwater and stopping there motionless, like a submarine fleet waiting for the wind to rise. At this time, the whole insect world is setting off an extremely huge liberation movement. Every second, there are countless billions of lives rushing out of the hibernating shell. Spring is so vibrant and colorful!

-Gao Xiaosheng's "wallet"

Spring came to Jiangnan, and spring came to Shanghai.

Shanghai, a big city that has always been insensitive to seasons, is now strongly permeated with the breath of spring, reflecting the color of spring. You see: on the green belt of Shili Corridor on Zhaojiabang Road, it is the first magnolia in the east wind, and it is so warm and bright. It is white, plain and wrapped, crystal clear and graceful. Looking at it, people can't help but have a noble feeling of getting rid of the mud. Purple is gorgeous but not vulgar, beautiful but not charming, and it is also high chin, heroic and chivalrous. Also, peach blossoms, apricot blossoms, azaleas, camellia ... are all in bud, competing for beauty and reporting the news of spring to people. As for the inside of the park, it goes without saying that it is beautiful. Even the trees on the sidewalks on both sides of the road, which stood bare in the cold wind not long ago, have sprouted now, put on green clothes, greeted pedestrians happily, and poured out a strong breath of spring.

Good paragraphs: a collection of famous paragraphs about "early spring"

At this time, the flowers have not germinated, the hibernating animals have not begun to wake up, and there are really only a little green leaves on the branches. If anything, as He Xun wrote in his poem: "Light smoke permeates the willow color". If you are not careful, you may really think that it is just a wisp of smoke hovering in the treetops.

-Yuan Ying's "Chang 'an Willow Color"

A yellow wind swept away the cold in the north and brought spring in the mountains. Spring here is not as bright as in the south. Sunlight only blends the gray-yellow mountains, the houses and trees embedded in the mountains, the hills and gullies at the foot of the mountains, and even pedestrians and livestock. Looking around, everything seems blurred, just like a patchwork of color photos with extremely low contrast. But those who are looking for spring can still feel the breath of spring from this blurred world. You see, in the mountain stream, under the rocks, three or two peach blossoms and four or five apricot blossoms, like lighted torches, are not calling you and teasing you, making you unwilling to stop and continue watching? Further on, you can see the trickle of laughter. They spread the brilliance of broken silver, running and bringing spring to people. I like to stay by the stream and listen to its warm and quiet murmur. At this time, I feel that spring is rising from my feet.

-Tie Ning's Peach Blossom Washing Season

The cold winter has passed. The east wind from Hexi blows all over Yuan Ye, and the warm sunshine shines on the earth, arousing all things on the earth and bringing endless hope to the earth. Ah! It turns out that warm spring has come. The willows on the bank and the trees on the ridge have all grown new branches and leaves, showing infinite vitality. White ducks and swans swimming freely on the green waves of spring water are playing happily. Vilen's flowers are also in full bloom, and gorgeous peach blossoms are competing to open. Colorful, colorful, colorful. Butterflies are flying among the flowers, and birds are singing in the trees. The first capital song is the Spring Festival song, which praises the beauty of spring and sings the hope that spring brings to the earth. Spring brings new clothes to the earth and makes people feel fresh again. With the coming of spring, farmers in the fields are busy with spring ploughing. They sang loudly while farming, and the whole field was filled with joyful songs and atmosphere. Spring is so beautiful. Spring is the best season of the year. Therefore, we must not let it go to waste. We should cherish this beautiful and short spring.

-Ling Yingjian's Spring

The sun is getting hotter and hotter, which makes spring come back. Spring is like a beautiful fairy in a fairy tale. It jumped from the ocean to Hainan Island and from Hainan Island to the southern tip of the mainland. The Journey to the West conveyed the message of spring. Wherever she went, snow and ice melted, trees sprouted, flowers bloomed, and hibernating animals woke up with their eyes open. Although it is a long way from south to north, from Leizhou Peninsula to Heilongjiang Valley, this beautiful fairy has to run for five or six months. However, when she arrived in early spring, she had already crossed the northern part of Guangzhou. The road she walked immediately became a colorful road, with pale yellow green, beautiful purple and red, and the flowers in Ye Er were full of vitality. Those bell-shaped flowers, like bell-shaped flowers, seem to make a subtle sound and laugh like wild little girls: "Spring is coming! Spring is coming! "

-Qin Mu's Color and Sound of Spring

In spring, the earth wakes up from the cold winter, cuts through the old vegetation stubble, and germinates wildness and strength. Without artificial cultivation, they grow in the wind, rain and sunlight. At this time, there is an endless green ocean everywhere, reflecting all kinds of wild flowers, red, white, yellow and purple. A moist breeze blew, and the rich smell of pollen and grass penetrated people's hearts. No matter who you are, you will open your mouth wide, inhale deeply, and feel intoxicated and refreshed like drinking manna.

-Feng Deying's "Kucaihua"

There are four black trees under the gray sky. I don't know when, but some green fragments have been ejected. In the blink of an eye, there will be a green fog. A few swallows happily changed their formation and skimmed over my roof.

-Yan Wenjing, "A Variations on Bass"

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching. Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed. The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft. Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like eyes, like stars, still flashing. "Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds are happy when they put their nests in flowers and leaves. Calling friends proudly showed off her crisp throat and sang a melody that echoed with the breeze and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.

-Zhu Ziqing's Spring

The ground is flat-as flat as a desktop-with brown weeds left over from last year, swaying slightly in the morning wind, and new greenery under the weeds-which is a sign that plants know spring. I don't know why, a transparent balloon covered the distant and vague outline of the city, making it look like a fly buried in amber, giving it an artistic subtlety, which moved him.

-(America) Dreiser's giant

Wan Li is clear. Miss Chun squinted in the sun. The new green leaves are like her curly hair, and the fog and smoke in the field are like her clothes. With the pace of her spring, the green grass broke through the ground and almost came out on its feet.

-(Sue) Aitmatov, farewell to Gulisari! 》

A famous saying about the past

A famous saying about the past

1, I try not to recall the past, because there is no turning back when I come. I love others carefully, because it won't flood. I can cry if I like, smile happily, as long as it all comes from nature. Not deep, but simple. -San Mao

2, a gentle and graceful virtuous, has not remarried so far. A news story wandered around the street and ran to the corner, muttering a bottle of wine, a snot and a tear, and thinking of a past event. I have never married Kant and Andersen in my life. How should I live a sad life? A pair of leather shoes, an alley, a wife's foot is a lifetime, a pile of shit and a bubble of urine, and an absurd idea disappears-Ding Dong (poet) "Sunday"

When the past between them has passed, the most embarrassing thing is that everything is as clear as yesterday. -Gu Man's "Why Shengxiao Mo"

I don't dream distant dreams, which makes my sleep peaceful. I avoided the warm friendship when I was doing nothing, which made me less burdened and less committed. Don't talk nonsense, it makes me feel very clear. I try not to recall the past, because there is no turning back when I come. I love others carefully so as not to overflow. Cry if you like, and laugh if you like. I don't want to be profound, I just want to be simple. -San Mao

5. Happiness is repetition. Every day, I talk on the phone with my favorite person, travel, repeat a promise and dream, listen to his childhood memories of 28 years old, celebrate his birthday on the same day every year, and accompany him on Valentine's Day, Christmas Day and New Year's Eve every year. Even quarrels are repetitive, quarreling over trifles, then having a cold war, madly missing each other, and finally making up. Amy Cheung

6. Don't mention the past and don't remember cleanliness and freedom.

7. I don't know why I smiled when I looked at the previous photos. In the photo, you stand in front of me and stare at the camera and make faces, but I am at a loss to deviate from my sight.

8. The past is buried in your heart! Over time, it will be covered up a little. As long as no one uncovers it, it will be forgotten bit by bit. Even if I suddenly think of it one day, I will not feel pain, but will regret why we didn't walk together.

I remember the way he looked at me. It seems that if there is light, I think maybe he really loves me.

10，“memoriesarelikemoons，after where you meet who。 To the finish line. I always thought I would get used to the passing time and the past. No matter where you are or who you meet. How to end it.

34. The past was glamorous, shallow and empty-handed.

35. Carefree time has influenced the past. You stand on the other side of the years, still smiling. Meeting is a beautiful fate, because all seasons bloom for you, just because of that moment's gaze. Through prosperity and silence. What is unforgettable so far is the way you look at me!

36. Sometimes, I miss the figure in the photo and look at the smiling faces. There is always a feeling of isolation. The past is vivid, just like yesterday, but I know that if we don't go back to the past, we can't go back to this world.

37. The background of the coast is crowded cities, and the prospect of the coast is low tide. The street lamp beside the street, beside the city, is a circle of light, followed by a light and shadow in the background of night; Another kind of darkness in the city is the watery years, and some past events are scattered in the crowd. Gathered on the road coming and going, like a butterfly, rushing to find flowers in youth …

38. Guang Xiao urged the birds to stay awake, and the chickens began to sing early in the morning. Grab a cup and walk slowly, warming your heart. Regret that year, the wind and sand went with the army. I woke up from a dream and went to the garden the first night. The old grievances of the clothes are already in the house. The past is impermanent, and the hand covers the tears and touches the intestines. A pillow to the end of the world, there is no shortage of bright moon. At dusk, willows make people laugh, saying that lotus leaves mud but is not stained.

39. "The sky is not clear, look at the clouds hovering in the past. Those early winter noises: the end of the world: why not another beginning. "

40. Past, wither, then fall, and then float. ..