Spring happens to be romantic and poetic literati, like to fold a peach blossom, not in the sideburns of the text; fragrant paper ink time, a period of flowers fleeting.
Spring flowers, Qunyan Shengfang. And peach blossoms are the most representative of this season. When the peach blossoms bloom, it must be spring.
I love peach blossoms very much, just like a beautiful woman as a fairy, the years change, infatuated. Flowers bloom year after year, her beauty, her aroma, in each four distinct seasons of reincarnation separated, let me think and wait, the whole three seasons are so long.
For a time, the spring breeze thickened the flowers. Peach blossoms, pink and tender, as if infected with leprechaun, leprechaun, beautiful and coquettish, and know the amorous feelings; but also like once a pure, not stained with fine dust clean. A moment of low eyebrow time, inadvertently, then picked the light smile of the flowers, and intoxicating fragrance.
Nowadays, in the words of love, the romance of the season is bound to take the peach blossom to make an argument.
I am in the peach blossom, the strongest feeling is: nature, a little flirtatious; appearance, a little seductive, people intoxicated and infatuated.
Wild willow catkins go with the wind, light peach blossoms flow. Or, she is so involved in love that she has always been innocently called flirtatious. Therefore, people's impression of her is not as loyal as Lihua, nor as holy as magnolia.
Since ancient times, there have been many poems about peach blossoms, giving affectionate meaning and sustenance. Excellent poems and essays have been recited to this day.
The most familiar peach blossom poem is Cui Hou's poem entitled "Nanzhuang of the Capital City": in this door last year, peach blossoms reflect each other. I do not know today where the pink face has gone; In vernal breeze till smile pink peach blossoms full-blown.
A love story of love at first sight, described as picturesque and beautiful. In the season of peach blossoms, the poet ran into a woman who was as beautiful as peach blossoms. From then on, he married for the rest of his life. Although the authenticity of the story can not be verified, but I would like to believe that the story is true!
Today, this is full of the feeling that the flowers are in full bloom, and perhaps the fragrance will fade away and disappear in the future. And the peach blossom in my heart, for whom to hide gently, has become a secret for years. A pink yearning, swaying in the sunny heart. In the depths of the years, eternity is blooming, fragrant and beautiful.
Du Fu said in the poem "looking for Flowers alone by the Riverside": peach blossoms bloom without owner, lovely crimson love light red. When the peach blossoms are in full bloom, he doesn't know whether to love crimson or light red.
And I still like to see whether a flower is half-blooming or not. Just like Wang Zao's poem "Spring Day": peach blossoms smile out of the hedge, like the most affectionate before blooming. If a flower blooms to the most beautiful and gorgeous, it will be worried, for fear that when it is finished, it will not be far away from withering!
As Li he's "will drink" described: the situation is the end of adolescence, peach blossoms fall like red rain. The curtain call of a colorful show will inevitably make people sad.
A peach love, from shy buds to enchanting blossoms, I do not know how many times it will go through wind, rain and pain. Over the years, over the peach blossom stream, those unbearable memories have been slowly digested with time; those who thought they could not be forgiven and let go have been accepted with forgiveness over time.
Finally, to be able to be safe in the world of mortals; that Enron is the peace of heart and soul, the warmth of a flower smiling toward the sun, and the feeling of peach fragrance.
Spray intends thousands of miles of snow, peach blossom speechless team of spring. Like that kind of heart and soul of love and understanding, like watching a season of peach blossoms in silence, even if silent, unpublicized, existence, is already a grand romance.
Like that kind of looming emotion, like the fragrance of a flower, invisible, but refreshing, with a lingering aftertaste.
Peach blossoms die, burning its flowers, although Fangfei peach blossoms countless, but I am not greedy. The spring of the soul, as long as there is such a flower, is blooming for me, do not ask for how prosperous, just want to let me feel that I have not been left behind by time, it will be enough!
The flowers bloom all over the sky without confusion, the flowers fall all over the ground without panic; the night rain is sad and confusing, can not stop the flowers of the season. In a warm and moist time, people who are looking forward to waiting on the other side, I am bound to go with incense!
In the poem "Peach Blossom nunnery Song" written by Tang Yin in the Ming Dynasty, Suzhou Peach Blossom Ward is a piece of painting in which fairies have a hangover. Peach blossoms grow peach trees and change peach blossoms for wine money. When you wake up drunk, you only sit in front of the flowers, and you have to sleep when you get drunk. A poet who does not hear the wind and rain of the world, only sleeps with flowers and wine, seems to be free and unruly, but hides the sadness of a teenager who is not successful.
Peach blossom beauty into the poem, the beauty is distressing.
Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden, with delicious grass, colorful fallen flowers, and a long stream of peach blossoms, is forever the most beautiful and peaceful realm in the hearts of modern people.
Living in a multitude of worlds, no matter how ideal the country is, it cannot surpass people's yearning for a natural and simple life. Avoid the dust of the world, happy and happy, is always a kind of leisurely life. So, yearning for it.
When will the double flying swallows be back? The peach blossoms are dipped in water. When the peach blossoms are ready, make a pot of light tea and wait for the spring breeze to deliver the fragrance.
Chunhua, years, prosperity and human feelings, Qingqing and stories; all kinds of world, still affectionate love, spring feelings, still as graceful as poetry.
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