Prose appreciation: a line of poetry and a wisp of evening breeze rub into the years

When the sunset in the west put away its blazing light, the gorgeous sunset lit up half the sky; When the gorgeous sunset takes off its beautiful clothes, the evening breeze hidden behind the mountain is no longer a hot warm current. I can't keep the beauty of the sunset, only the midsummer evening wind gently blows fresh.

Midsummer night, quiet and comfortable. Compared with the hustle and bustle of the day, it is quieter here, more sober than the scorching sun and cooler than the afterglow of the sunset. The gust of evening breeze blowing head-on, like warm spring breeze, makes people feel fresh; Like a breeze blowing through the streets of the city, it makes people feel relaxed and happy. It is also like the cool breeze in early autumn, stretching people's desire for body and mind.

Tonight, the stars are shining in the sky, and the clouds are melting and covering the starry sky.

It's been a long time since I was in leisure to see the night sky scenery. I'm too busy ignoring the beautiful reward of nature and listening to my heartbeat quietly.

Stepping on the fine sunset glow, covered with oranges, standing by the lake of the southeast ribbon park, feeling the freshness of the evening breeze. The evening breeze clings to dusk, erasing the brilliance of the sunset glow, tearing up the clouds of the sunset glow, caressing my ears with coolness, blowing the naked skin of people walking in the park, and stirring people's hearts with wisps of lightness.

"On the willow tip moon, people meet after dusk." Lonely sky, twinkling stars, breezy night breeze blowing my hair, unconsciously, hazy thoughts spread. ...

Yes, I'm used to walking after supper. In the past, at this time, I usually rubbed hemp in many people's chess rooms. Now, although the southeast and northwest winds on the hemp altar are visible and tangible, I don't want to feel the winds blowing from all directions, nor do I want to touch the increasingly thin emotions. I sincerely want to go to nature, walk into the picturesque park square in my hometown Jincheng, feel the gentle breeze and experience the beauty of the night under the soft wind and light. That kind of unrestrained and carefree makes me very intoxicated.

I like to watch the sun warm into a quiet moon in the breeze, turn the fiery into charm, decorate the sunset into stars, and have a shy date between day and night.

The slow evening breeze dispelled the heat wave of the day, and the coolness lingered in my fingers. The lonely sky shakes off the light blue of the night and blooms its elegance of accepting all rivers. In the faint moonlight, the quiet night exudes elegant beauty, and the twinkling stars are like beating notes, gently playing beautiful music. The mottled moon shadow gently sprinkled on my face, and the shallow floral fragrance gently overflowed the lake and permeated everywhere. The evening wind blows gently on my body, and my steps are light and vigorous. I reached out to hold the tenderness at the moment, but the evening breeze passed through my fingers. At this moment, I am naive to deceive myself.

The places where I walk more belong to the newly-built ribbon park in Southeast New District. The evening breeze accompanied me around the lake, and people playing the piano, singing and dancing filled my eyes, so many brothers and sisters accompanied me. Harvest happiness, exercise, but also with this midsummer evening breeze forged an indissoluble bond.

The evening breeze accompanied me to stroll among the flowers and plants in the park, under the weeping willows by the lake, enjoying the wind and laughing, and listening to the flowing water of the bridge. ...

Tonight, the evening breeze blows ripples in my heart. Blow away the frivolous youth, romance and impulse, leaving a little smile and a sigh. I envy the lush years and spring breeze in my life, and hope that the wind that blows my soul will call back the spring in my life!

I really hope that I am a breeze in midsummer, have a tolerant heart and accept every feeling. There are also many things in the world for you to taste. Sometimes it's windy outside and it seems to be raining in my heart. Sometimes it's calm outside and my heart seems to be surging. I don't want to pretend to be chic or calm. I just want to live truly, just like the unrestrained wind, walking lightly in time, not showing off, not explaining, ignoring other people's comments, and vowing like the wind.

Yes, a person's life is like fog, rain and wind. Clench your fists and spread your hands evenly. Sooner or later, a breeze will turn into smoke. There is no escape from reality. There is only one life. As long as you live your own personality, your true self and your relaxed self, it is a life without regrets.

Tonight's breeze blows gently, inadvertently affecting the nostalgia, and gently brushing away the dribs and drabs in my heart. In this silent night breeze, the beautiful scenery dispelled the gloomy mood, combed the chaotic thoughts and dispelled the gloomy clouds in my heart. I quietly enjoy the comfort, warmth, intoxication and happiness brought by the coolness.

My friend, the evening breeze is affectionate and brings coolness to the world. Leave a wisp of evening breeze in your heart, ignore the heat and sadness in midsummer, integrate the poetry of cool summer and snowy winter into the poetry of years, and inject full energy.

The evening breeze is still blowing gently. At this moment, I looked up at the starry sky. The bright stars are flashing my thoughts, as if taking me to the distant galaxy to find the sun of tomorrow. ...

About the author: Chen, pen name, retired soldier. He has published more than 300 essays, poems, essays and papers in national, provincial and municipal newspapers and other online platforms. Love writing and be good at communication.