Lesson 1 Spring Zhu Ziqing Looking forward to
it, looking forward to it, the east wind came, and the footsteps of spring came
near. Everything looked
like it had just woken up, and opened its eyes gladly. The mountains were
moistened, the water rose, and the sun's face was red. The grass peeps out
of the earth, tender and green. In the garden, in the field, look, a large area
full of. Sitting, lying, playing two rolls, kicking a few balls, racing a few times,
catching a few times hide-and-seek. The wind is light and quiet, the grass is
soft. Peach trees, apricot
trees, pear trees, you do not let me, I do not let you, are full of flowers to
catch up. Red like fire, pink like haze, white like snow. Flowers with a sweet
smell; closed eyes, the tree seems to have been full of peaches, apricots,
pears. Thousands of bees buzzing under the flowers, the size of the butterflies
flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named, unnamed,
scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, and blinking. "It's not bad,
like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brings the scent of freshly turned
soil, mixed with the smell of grass and the fragrance of various flowers, all
brewing in the slightly moist air. The birds are happy to have their nests
among the flowers and leaves, and they are singing a melodious tune with their
clear throats, echoing the light breeze and flowing water. The piccolo of the
shepherd boy on the back of the cow, this time also all day long loud and
clear. The rain is the most
common, a little is three or two days. Do not be annoyed. Look, like cow hair,
like flower needles, like fine silk, densely woven diagonally, all the roofs of
people are shrouded in a thin layer of smoke. The leaves of the trees are shiny
green, and the grass is green enough to force your eyes. In the evening, the
lights, a little yellow light, a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside,
there are people walking slowly with umbrellas along the paths and stone
bridges, and there are farmers working in the fields, wearing straw raincoats
and hats. Their houses, sparse and sparse, were silent in the rain. There were more and
more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. In the city and the
countryside, every family, old and young, came out one by one as if they were
in a hurry. They are all out to do their own work. "The plan of the year
lies in the spring", just the beginning, there is plenty of work, there is
hope. Spring is like a
doll that has just fallen to the ground, from head to foot are new, it grows. Spring is like a
little girl, flowering, smiling, walking. Spring is like the
robust youth, with arms and waist and feet of iron, leading us onward. |
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