Perhaps experienced too long cold wind, when the spring breeze wayward blowing on the face, fingertips, suddenly feel the warmth of a long time to come
Walking through the winding riverside garden, looking up at the countless pink and white cherry blossoms, the world-renowned fragrance and charming aroma, we can feel the origin of the name of the cherry garden.
A light, purple-brown branches, three clusters, a group of five in bloom, the umbrella-shaped appearance like a graceful girl swaying and dancing in the wind.
It is said that cherry blossoms can be divided into single and double types, single can blossom and bear fruit, compound blossom can hardly bear fruit, cherry stem can grow to more than ten meters, belonging to Arbor family, the flower color is mainly white and pink, blooming in March, cherry blossoms can be fragrant and gorgeous with seasonal changes.
Red cherry trees are newly planted in the small garden, and you can swim around the flowers and branches at leisure. Walking under the tall or short cherry trees, the fragrance of the flowers fills my heart, and my heart is speechless and warm. Walking gently, can not bear to step on the green lawn, can not bear to trample on the green spring of the cherry blossoms.
I walked casually on the winding path between flowers, smelling the fragrance of flowers and listening to the singing of birds, feeling unparalleled.
Browsing around, a steady stream of visitors, or a group, or several, looking at the beautiful cherry blossoms in twos and threes, issued a sound of praise.
Perhaps I am a person's sake, can be wayward self-release, or walk or stop, or talk or meditate; or smile or indifferent. From time to time someone walked by, I was surprised to find that: today, most of the cherry blossoms are a couple of men and women, maybe they are lovers, maybe they are friends, in short, Fangfei smiles all over their faces.
You stand on the bridge and look at the scenery, and the one who looks at the scenery is upstairs looking at you. The bright moon decorated your window, you decorated other people's dreams quietly walked to the bridge, instantly thought of Bian Zhilin this classic poem. I can't help looking back at the sea of cherry blossoms and fantasize about whose dream I decorated at this time.
Gazing eyebrows and thinking far away, thousands of stamens collect their eyes, yes, looking up at the cherry blossoms in the lower place is like looking at the sea of white or pink flowers in the air; at this time, looking at the cherry blossoms on the bridge is like enjoying a beautiful picture in the world.
Looking at a sea of flowers, deeply intoxicated by it, standing on the bridge, enjoying the beautiful cherry blossoms, thinking wantonly, shooting cherry blossoms with a mobile phone. Just about to stop filming and leave, suddenly a warm and romantic picture broke into the camera: under a cherry tree not far away, a boy was picking up a petal blown off by the wind and putting it on the girl's lips, then gently hugged and kissed the girl.
Although I can't see the girl's face at this moment, I guess there must be the happiest smile in the world. The happy picture infected me, and I took this instant picture with my mobile phone again.
It is said that cherry blossoms are a symbol of love and hope, and cherry blossoms represent elegant, pure and simple love.
Yes, the cherry blossoms are like young girls in love who shyly stop in spring and bloom quietly in March. As white as snow, pink as blood, when you see the pure white flowers attached to the branches silently open, the heart will be instantly empty, no more disturbing thoughts; when you see the quiet pink flowers, the impetuous heart will become soft and soft, and there will be no more sadness spreading.
The pure and tranquil cherry blossoms are in gentle bloom, not flamboyant, not hypocritical, pure like lovers in love telling the most beautiful language of love, the light powder is the shy smile on the lover's face.
Yes, there are many people who love each other in time, but they can't be together for various reasons. in the end, they are all passers-by in the streamer. If the person I once loved deeply in my heart is gone after all, like that lonely cherry blossom rain, slowly disappears in the depths of time, leaving only an old song and an eternal memory.
On the red stranger of cherry blossoms, on the edge of willow green pool; in the sound of swallows, Acacia for another year
Walking quietly, I can't help but take another look at the warm picture in the mobile phone: under the plush cherry trees, a pair of people are embracing each other warmly, kissing the fragrance of cherry blossoms and telling beautiful love words, maybe they are promising unforgettable vows, maybe they are talking about each other's love.
Silently bless a pair of lovers who have never met before, since breaking into my lens, it is a kind of fate! My blessing is also a message to lovers all over the world: live up to the gifts of the fleeting years to us.
As we walked, the sky gradually darkened, and there was a sudden gale, accompanied by scattered raindrops. I walked quickly to a pavilion, avoiding the attack of wind and rain, leaning against the railing in the pavilion to see the cherry blossoms flying all over the sky, white and pink petals swaying in tears in the wind, if a pair of resentful helpless eyes were looking at the last color of the world, slowly falling on the ground, in the grass, in the stream.
Looking at the cherry elves in the wind and rain, such as snow falling gracefully, they kiss the grass, kiss the soil, kiss the stream, but also kiss the tears of lovers
I do not know why I instantly wet the corners of my eyes, fuzzy eyes looking at the petals, has been unable to distinguish between red and white, only feel that is a figure, a face, fleeting years that familiar people, all appear in front of my eyes.
Page after page screen turned, thousands of cherry blossoms suddenly stopped, fixed under a pink cherry tree: a young man smiled, starry eyes such as Haoyue, Mou light looking at me, the moment of falling eyes, I suffocated my breath, a glance in prosperity, probably this is what it looks like, so quietly lifting my eyes, has let me drunk all my life, just look at me like this, like a lifetime appearance.
A gust of wind blew, he gently approached and stroked a strand of my hair and said: I love you, waiting for me!
I really want to say: I love you too! But I didn't say it after all.
With a bang, a raindrop fell on my face, awakening my thoughts, gently wiping the astringent out of the corner of my eye, walking out of the pavilion, gazing at the cherry blossoms all over the garden along the path after the rain, falling flowers everywhere, pink and white petals scattered together, like remembering a fleeting period of romance and snow!
Yes, the flowers have fallen, but the fragrance is still there; when people are gone, love is still there.
In the vast sea of people, how many people rush back and forth in time; how many people weave dreams of life and do not want to wake up; and how many people are writing the chapter of Soul-broken Blue Bridge?
Yes, after the wind and rain, 'there is always an oath in the tears, Acacia has gone far away; behind the smile lies the mournful beauty of falling cherry blossoms, holding tears in both hands, but always fragrant and fleeting.
Finally, the song is over, sing a song like a song, play a flying flower like a dream! If you want to read more wonderful articles, please follow the reading and appreciation of American articles.
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