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From the moment of stepping into the threshold of spring, I can't wait for April to come, looking forward to the blossoming of the trees and waiting for the drizzle.
Time is like an hourglass, slipping quietly at the fingertips, leisurely stepping into April. The spring cold in February and March has disappeared without a trace. Although the wind is not gentle most of the time, it is indeed not cold. The spring is more and more uncontrollable, and the April sky in the world is blowing with the madly growing willows and blooming flowers.
April is the most wonderful month of the year. The spring cold is shallow, and the summer heat has not yet started. If it is said to be beautiful, if it is said to be charming, it is nothing like the April sky in the world. The four seasons of the year, just like the four seasons of life, although each has its own beauty, but the most flamboyant, the most vigorous and the most brilliant is the youth. Spring is the stage of youth in the four seasons; April is the most prosperous time of youth in the reincarnation of the four seasons.
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At this time, in the bright sunshine, the spring flowers and spring willows have been dipped in paint to paint the colors that the season should have, like a brilliant painter splashing ink between heaven and earth. In the deep and light green background, sometimes purple and sometimes bright red, it is a perfect masterpiece of seamless integration of freshness and richness. The sky in April is extremely blue and bright, providing the clearest foil for all the beauty in the world .
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My favorite is April flowers. Beside the street, in the park, in the wild, and even in the small courtyard of the hometown and the square-inch balcony of the dwelling, there are overflowing green and beautiful flowers everywhere. Eyes that have been hungry for winter are suddenly fed up, how can one be satisfied! ? All kinds of flowers scramble to show you a smile, even making you feel a little flattering, but your heart is happy. They are the daughters of April, the lovers of spring; they are charming, so April is charming, and the air is full of happiness.
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Here we have the most blooming in April. In addition to the flowers of various fruit trees such as peach and pear, there are also large magnolias that are either purple, white or yellow, large swaths of golden forsythia, and clusters of sticky stalks that hug the stalks. Begonias, densely packed redbuds with stems, gorgeous peony and peony that look down on the garden, cherry blossoms with flamboyant branches, lilac hidden in the green leaves and their fragrance, rhododendrons all over the mountains and plains... Not enough.
And my favorite in recent years is all kinds of plum blossoms. We are in Northland, spring comes late, and many plum blossoms only bloom in April. The dark pink peach plum and elm plum are full of flowers, pretty but not frivolous, numerous but not complicated; the dark red ebony blooms on the branches, delicate but not dignified, warm but not coquettish, is the most red. Positive colors are the most exciting colors. There is another kind of flower tree, which is not beautiful when it blooms. The color that is neither white nor pink is like a smudge. Although it is blooming vigorously, it does not want to see it. After a while, it turned into a pure white flower, falling slowly, silently, like snow. The crowded and cramped trees are gone, and the petals scattered all over the ground are reflected.
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The high and low depths of the first green, holding the intricate flowers of one tree and one tree, jointly perform a grand performance that has been beautiful for a long time. Walking around in the early morning, there is silence everywhere, only the wind swirls around the branches, the flowers are fragrant, and the eyes are full of boundless beauty. I really want to doubt that I am in a fairyland.
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And the birdsong is also crisp and clear with the flowers blooming. The uneven green trees beside the road, although the shade has not been cultivated, there are countless birds in them. The most are sparrows and magpies, and there are also some unknown little guys. I don't understand their language at all, but they are inexplicably pleasing. It turns out that there are some languages you don't need to understand, the sound can make you happy or even intoxicated. Watching them jumping on the branches, listening to them singing in my ears, my heart suddenly became clear, quiet and soft.
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At this time, the fresh breath is overwhelming, the fragrance of flowers, grass, earth... all mixed together, all pervasive, after people smell it, every cell in the body feels refreshed, as if breathing is much more enjoyable than before.
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Of course, it’s not always spring, and sometimes it’s wet and gloomy, but the air is moist and fresh. You can take exaggerated deep breaths while walking, and even the arrogant smog a while ago has temporarily restrained his temper and quietly hidden. Even if it is foggy, it makes us feel that it used to be moist and less suffocating in the winter haze. Our hearts and lungs inhale too much smog in the city, and we need the comfort of the warm fresh air at this moment. If you can walk into green waters and green mountains, then it will be better.
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If there's one thing I'm missing this spring, it's that rain to look forward to at the right time. Whether flowers, plants, wheat seedlings or rivers, streams and mountains have been thirsty for too long, I hope that with the arrival of the rain, a wet dream will gradually open up, a dream that will make this season richer and thicker.
Between heaven and earth, colorful. I came from the splendid flowers, from the lush greenery, from the crisp birdsong, from the fresh breath, put on a comfortable mood, and tasted the spring flowers blooming in the years , write a special season's whisper, quietly settle in a corner of the soul, for a nostalgic light to read and understand.
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In fact, life is nothing more than a trek, passing through mountains, wading through water, carrying all the way warm sun or wind and rain. On the way of walking, some hurdles are insurmountable, and some beauty is destined to wither, just like the spring that has been beautiful and will not look back. However, every year, April can come without an appointment, but there is no reincarnation in the four seasons of life, and you can only go through it once. Therefore, we should keep some good memories, cherish them, taste them slowly, and return them carefully. As long as we carefully collect the melodious Yingge and Yanyu on the way, and store the pleasing red and willow green, on the branches of each season, we will fully understand the prosperous flower language of the years.
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April always inadvertently gave me a lot of joy and excitement, and gave me a lot of warmth and hope. In April, I have my favorite flowers, the most beautiful scenery, and the brightest sky. I really want time to stop quietly like this. Sitting in the spring, people should work hard to write poems, such as writing a line of spring breeze for the mountains, and a line of flowers for the water, but I want to write a good time for myself.
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In April, please allow me to cut a light and peaceful time, and cherish it in the pages of the years, and place it properly.