Lakeside spring Zhang Baotong 2107.2.2

I often live in the city, and I don't know the feeling of spring for a long time. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 infoBut the yearning for spring has always been hidden in my memory. The deepest impression is when I went to the countryside, I often came to the lake in the back mountains in the rain. The lake is surrounded by mountains on three sides and under the slope of one side, which is very quiet. Every spring, the rain is pouring and sprinkling for months. At that time, the lake area was shrouded in rain and fog almost all day, hazy and mysterious. Especially in early spring and March, when the red is in full bloom, it is really immortal to come to the lake to enjoy the flowers or fish.

Perhaps it was because of this beautiful impression that I missed spring so much that I never forgot it. Spring not only allows us to reminisce about our youth, but also inspires us to love life and yearn for beauty. Therefore, after the Spring Festival every year, there is an urge and desire to see spring. However, for various reasons, it was not possible. Over time, this idea slowly faded away. Perhaps this is a kind of sadness of getting old in the state of mind and mentality.

After a silent rain at night, the sky was slightly bright. It was the first rain after the new year. This reminded me that today was the beginning of spring, and an urge to see spring began to motivate me again. I got up and ran to the lake. Because on the edge of Miluo City, only the lake can see spring.

The rain had stopped, but there was still a thick dampness floating in the mist, and in fact it was a very subtle rain that was drifting, like a kind of rain that seemed to be there. This feeling is not obvious in the city, but once you come to the lake on the edge of the city, the scene in front of you is completely new.

The water of the lake is shrouded in a damp mist, the water is foggy, the sky is also foggy, and in the distance in the fog is a hazy village, like a mirage in the fog of the sea. Looking closely, the withered yellow grass in the park suddenly burst into patches of vivid new green. The patches of green are so fresh and plain, people can't help but feel a long-lost surprise and touch. This is the vitality of spring and the true nature of life rebirth. The rows of willow trees standing by the lake, most of the dead leaves have lost most of their dead leaves, but the dead leaves that have not fallen have begun to turn green, and the bare branches have also sprouted goose yellow shoots. And the top canopy is a young leaf that rises high.

The gate of the Pumen Temple, the main hall of Buddhism by the lake, has been opened at some point, and when you enter the temple from the back door, the temple is empty in the twilight sky, and there is silence, only the bell tower, the drum tower and the incense in the main hall are flashing in the gloom. The carved beams and painted Buddhist buildings are solemn and solemn, but the wind chimes hanging on the corners of the eaves are not moving.

When you come out of the silent Buddhist temple, you can immediately hear the gentle sound of the wind. The wind was blowing from the other side of the lake, and the light drizzle was also blowing from the lake. In fact, this is the sound of spring and the steps of spring. Listening to the footsteps of spring, I wondered whether the beginning of spring should start from the south or from the north, from the countryside or from the city? It seems that it should start from the south and come from the countryside. Because at this moment, in the remote areas of the north, it is still cold, freezing and snowy. In the city, only the calendar and the weather forecast are reporting the news of spring, and the feeling of spring has long been blocked out of the high-rise buildings.

Because the sky is filled with mist and drizzle, although the sky has been bright, the sky and the earth are still misty and misty. The park's meadows and lakeside trees are fresh and vibrant. It indicates that a new spring has begun.

The park was deserted, quiet, and the mist drizzled everywhere was a hazy look of awakening. The grass that was still dry yellow yesterday has been soaked with rain, and suddenly a large area of fresh green grass has grown. The rows of willow trees by the lake show a faint goose yellow and bright green against the background of the rainy and misty sky, and the water drops are constantly dripping. The wind is still on the lake, but there is a breeze and cool air floating in the ears. But if you look closely, you will see that the cool air is not a gentle breeze, but the water surging on the surface of the lake. Walking west from the lake to a small forest on the edge of the park, you can feel the cheerful spirit of the birds in the forest. The birds were chirping, like arguing, like singing. However, whether it was arguing or singing, the voice was very clear and pleasant. So, I went to the edge of the forest and looked inside, but it was so dark that I couldn't see it. At this moment, a few birds flew out of the forest, singing melodiously towards the surface of the lake, and then playing with other birds among the willow trees by the lake. Do the birds also like this breezy and drizzly morning, and like the freshness of this early spring?

There were very few pedestrians in the light rain, and the park was empty and silent. Not even a little wind could be heard. But it seems that the pulse of spring can be heard. With the beating of the pulse, we can hear the footsteps of spring coming towards us.

After a while, the rain began to get a little heavier, hitting the clothes, leaving patches of dampness. The fog on the lake also gets thicker in the rain. It was so thick that it drowned out the anglers on the small islands in the lake. After a while, the rain became heavier and heavier, and pedestrians began to look for a place to hide from the rain. I also hurried home to wash up and have breakfast.

Until three or four o'clock in the afternoon, the sky was extraordinarily bright, and the whole sky reflected a bright light color like joy, shining on people's faces, revealing a bright smile. Although the sun is still obscured by the clouds, the translucent sky light exudes a clear, bright and uplifting brightness. I couldn't help but walk out of the house and come to the lake again, feeling the pulse of spring, the moisture of spring and the beauty of spring.

After a rain, the lake area has a new artistic conception. Near the edge of the trees and on the sunny meadow, the green is deeper, and the fresh grass is rising from the withered yellow one by one, like a vigorous and tenacious green life that is eroding the remnants of winter. The trees are baptized by the rain and become young and full of life. The fog cleared, the sky was clear and translucent, the air was fresh and slightly cool, and the farmhouses across the lake were close in front of you. From time to time, anglers on the islands in the lake raise their rods and throw the fish they catch into the air.

The air is intoxicatingly fresh, and when you walk to a grove by the lake, you can hear the birds jumping happily, and the clear and cheerful sound is very pleasant, like a hymn to bliss. The scene of birds paddling across the lake from the forest is even more endearing, making the human body taste the joy and preciousness of freedom.

On all sides of the embankment is a simple concrete road leading to the countryside opposite, the road is somewhat tattered and potholed, and ***** is constantly passing by cars, motorcycles, electric cars or agricultural vehicles. Both sides of the road are covered with wild trees, which are very dense although they are not tall or large. Walking along the road, on the other side of the lake is an orange grove, which is overgrown with weeds half a man high. The temperature in the forest is very high, the light is very dark, and it feels like a drizzle. Walking next to it, the water droplets on the weeds rubbed against me unconsciously.

On the edge of the woods is a vegetable patch. In the fields grow greens, bok choy, goose hair, lettuce, sherry mushrooms, turnips, shallots, and coriander. These are the most common home-cooked dishes in the area, and the dishes are very tender. There are small paths like fields in the fields, and the roads are slippery, and if you walk on them, you will get mud on them. Patches of yellowed and rotten vegetables were discarded on the edge of the ground. The damp and muddy roadside was overgrown with weeds, and among the weeds were many freshly grown camelins.

Further on, there is an abandoned field, overgrown with grass and piles of graves. Among them are some very grand and luxurious tombs, surrounded by concrete walls. Decorated with magnetic sheets, covered with glazed tiles, the top of the arch has two dragons in the air, and in the middle is a sitting Buddha.

The cool breeze blows incessantly on the surface of the lake, and although it is light, it makes people feel cold in the palm of their hands. The grass and trees were full of water, and as we walked on the road, muddy water seeped out and wet the bottom of the drows. Although there is still a small amount of farmland to be seen near the lake, it is almost completely occupied by houses and roads. If one day the lake area is also swallowed up by houses and roads, then the people in the city will only feel the arrival of spring from the calendar and weather forecast. Yes, people are keen to pursue the comfort, pleasure and luxury of life, but they are far from the essence and authenticity of survival, once the home and environment of our survival have been seriously damaged, can we still live happily? This is why we are now living year after year, but it is difficult to feel the spring breeze and spring rain.

It was almost five o'clock in the afternoon, and the sun came out of the clouds and lit up the whole world. The light was so bright that people didn't dare to look up at the western sky. The sun shone on half of the street, and people's expressions suddenly became brighter, their faces brightened, and the whole person became vivid and vivid.

In the park, the bright and dazzling spring light shines down from the western sky of the lake area, and the green leaves of the rows of big trees are damp, shining brightly towards the sunset. The meadow under the golden light was a gentle softness, like a variegated carpet. The surface of the lake is silent and calm, like a giant mirror reflecting the sun. At this time, the anglers are still on the island in the middle of the lake, and the scene of fishing is reminiscent of fishing and singing nights. The farmhouse on the other side of the lake was already dimmed in the shadow of the sun.

On the bench next to the attraction sat a young couple, snuggling and intimate. Some middle school boys and girls take a walk under a tree by the lake. Young mothers push carts or take their children to relax in the park, and girls take pictures of each other with their phones in the middle of the grass. Some toddlers are running and playing in the concrete square under the supervision of their parents. There was a child who blew soapy water and blew strings of colorful bubbles into the wind. Standing at the exit of the park and looking to the west, you can see that the sun has set behind the row of tall weeping willows by the lake, making the scenery of dusk and sunset even more artistic and beautiful. At this time, there is a burst of music from the small shop opposite the park, and the cheerful sound seems to be accompanied by the sunset at dusk, allowing the human body to taste the spring and beautiful scenery by the lake, and feel the pulse and hope of the beginning of the new year.

We often yearn and yearn for the beautiful scenery in the distance, but we are blind to the beautiful scenery in front of us, because the beautiful scenery in the near distance has made us too familiar to feel any special mystery and feeling. This requires us to have an aesthetic mood and a good attitude, and calm down to enjoy the beauty of the little things around us.