Prose essays on the cold spring again

After the Waking of Insects, the weather gets warmer and the breath of spring appears everywhere. The breath of spring is abundant. Through the glass of the office window, the warm sun shines directly. Suddenly, I feel warm and sleepy. The feeling of sleepiness arises spontaneously. Spring comes quietly and unexpectedly.

Walking on the street, the spring breeze is blowing by, the willows are turning green, the dead branches are sprouting buds, the faces are smiling in the spring, the magnolia branches are pretty, and the wintersweet is announcing spring early, but the weather is still lingering on this winter day. The setting sun, winter days and spring flowers, snow and moon alternate with each other, overlap each other, join hands with each other, and be true to each other. Occasionally, the rain is mixed with snowflakes, but I still feel that the chill is still there, biting and cold. When the spring is cold, how can it be warm or cold? Cool, you only know the warmth and coldness. The cotton clothes that have been wrapped up all winter dare not retreat at all. The warm sunshine still cannot make people look relaxed and comfortable. Accompanying them in light clothes, on the street, occasionally, there are young people's shallow and fashionable spring clothes, dotted with them. The sight of spring urges the pace of spring to welcome the slow pace of spring.

In winter, unwilling to be lonely, struggling still makes the prelude of spring add a bit of depression and desolation. It has been unable to open the curtain of spring. In the face of the coming spring, it becomes more and more withered. The mountains are wild, the water is bitingly cold, and the wind is chilling to the heart.

But how can weight loss in winter compare to weight loss in early spring? Spring is beautiful and ready to go, full of vitality and maturity. Although it is thin, it contains vitality; while winter is completely different. The thinness of winter and the coldness of water are all in the wind, gestating and solidifying in the ice and snow. Waiting for life in the air are dormant old flower stems, soft yellow leaves and fallen branches reborn again.

Winter and spring are constantly entangled, torn and entangled. The sky is cloudy and sunny, sunny and cloudy again. Occasionally, snowflakes flutter, and occasionally a drizzle slowly slides through the hair. , people's hearts are always hanging, mixed with cold and warm, as if they can't find the rhythm, drifting randomly with the seasons, without stability.

Fortunately, with the change of seasons, the thinness of winter will gradually disappear. After all, the charm of spring comes shyly. The green of life grows up from the roots little by little. The green, Green is pretentious, green is shy, green is bright, without any dust. Mr. Green is timid and watery, and he only pokes his head around to observe the joys, sorrows and joys of this complicated life.

The spring scenery comes one after another, and the sound of birdsong and a few chirps awaken all things and wake up the dawn of spring. The winter jasmine flowers are blooming, the peach blossoms are red, and the pear blossoms and cherry blossoms are white. They are all blooming vigorously and vying for favor. They are blooming in a hurry, and they are yellow, pink, and white. They are colorful, and the fields are full of flowers. Smells and fragrances.

It feels like early spring, but it is not yet the beginning of spring. This feeling is like a lady who is about to get married. She has put on her makeup, washed her face, and put on new clothes, but she still can’t listen. The firecrackers who arrived to welcome the bride, with a face like a peach blossom, were shy and charming, waiting for the moment when the hijab was lifted.

However, this long-lasting mixture of snow and rain is obviously an old love owed to winter. At this time, there is a sound of spring thunder, and the snow, occasionally fine and a bit dense, gradually falls and turns into water. , the ground was wet, and looking out the window, everything was dotted with snow in the cold spring weather.

Wisps of smoke from the rooftops in the distance float straight into the air, and the color is much grayer than the snow. They just quietly let the biting cold wind scatter into the depths of the clouds and disappear faintly. without a trace.

Around the Integrity Garden of the Office, under the tall pines and cypresses, there are a few little gray finches, looking for food with their heads down as if no one else is around, "chirping", harassing a quiet space in the cold spring snow.

On the street, women have not had time to change out of their thick down jackets. Wait a minute, spring is coming. Wait a little longer, so you can starch and wash all the cotton wool of your winter clothes... Although my sleeves are already stained with bright spots, I have no choice but to wear them and walk on the streets in the cold spring. I always seem a little out of place. I blame it on the unpredictable changes of the seasons, so I don’t pay so much attention to it. In fact, life is not just about spring and snow, grace and splendor. , plain and simple is the most real, we can just follow the crowd.

Just like that, just walk along, without having to hide from the gray world. If you walk, your heart is clean, you smile, and your mood is clear enough, no matter whether it is spring, summer, autumn or winter, it will be a good scenery and a good time. Affection.

In the cold spring weather, the green gauze half-covers the face, and the charm is still there. You can see the cold sky is extremely high and blue, and the surroundings are empty, quiet, and silent.

In the meditation seat, my heart becomes much calmer, and I can contemplate the joys and sorrows of this world, as well as the ups and downs in silence, which can be regarded as the most beautiful scenery. On a quiet and beautiful night, the full moon hangs high on the tree, the silver plate is translucent and bright, the mood is leisurely, and there is a hint of coolness in the air. In the corner, under the moonlight, one or two new young grasses are happily green in the early morning, and are still lightly stained with white frost. , vitality depends on it.

After the Waking of Insects, the temperature rose significantly, the sky finally turned from cloudy to sunny, the sunshine broke through the clouds, the pattering spring rain could not withstand the chill, and the earth revealed the vitality of spring. I wanted to be in a hurry, take off my heavy winter clothes and embrace spring warmly, but I found that my body could not withstand the sharp cold of spring, and the changes from warm to cold, only to realize that the age is not forgiving!

I wish I could greet the temptation of the sun in the cold spring when I was a teenager, and wear light clothes to welcome the arrival of spring. However, I can no longer withstand the wind erosion of the years. If the sun is occasionally warm, the thickness will slowly fade away. I was wearing winter clothes, but I found that the sharp spring cold still made me unable to resist, and there was still a chill in my bones. And those dresses that decorate spring are also hidden, helplessly waiting for the sun to shine before showing off their waists and figures. This may be the helpless sigh and sadness of middle-aged people.

Although the scenery of spring has not arrived yet, I am still willing to appreciate the blooming flowers in the gentle breeze, spring snow and drizzle, watch the buds sprouting green under the warm sun, watch the gentle breeze and drizzle in the flowing light, and watch the glow in the morning light. Moon shadow... Life may be like this. When you appreciate the scenery as a bystander, you find yourself surrounded by the beauty of the scenery. And many times we are unwilling to stand among the spectators, always trying to squeeze into the crowded stage, and always trying our best to focus on the eyes under the stage. However, life is actually not just a gorgeous performance, the stage is There are all kinds of people in front and behind the scenes. We don’t need to be secretly sad about not being able to become a popular character. We can be satisfied with being the best version of ourselves.

It is also a state of mind to sit by the window and watch the clouds rise in your free time, or to quietly listen to the singing when you are busy. If you are willing to use the green leaves as a foil, you can also embellish the greenery among thousands of flowers; life is actually a multi-prism, and you will see different things through different sides, so why do you have to be a celebrity? Why not be a little person?

Get out of the self-enclosed world, get out of the narrow space in your heart, let yourself blend into the picture of spring, and be embraced by nature. You will find that the new ideas in life are actually the best. The scenery!