Zhu Ziqing's Spring and Lao She's Jinan Spring

Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.

Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.

The tender green grass crawled out of the ground. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.

Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees, you won't let me, and I won't let you. They are all full of flowers. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers, and butterflies of different sizes are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass like stars, still blinking.

"Blow your face and chill the breeze" is good, like a mother's hand touching you. There is a smell of newly dug soil in the wind, mixed with the smell of grass and various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Call friends to show off her crisp voice and sing tactfully, which is in harmony with the cool breeze and flowing water. The shepherd boy's piccolo on the cow's back rang all day at this time.

Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, like cow hair, like a flower needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally, and there is a thin layer of smoke on the roof.

The leaves are bright green, and the grass is green enough to stare at your eyes. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path and by the stone bridge, some people are walking slowly with umbrellas, and some farmers are working in the fields, wearing wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.

There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax, be full of energy and do your own thing. "A year's plan lies in spring", which has just begun, some are kung fu and some are hope.

Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.

Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.

Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.

Winter in Jinan:

For a person who is used to living in Beiping, it is a miracle that it doesn't blow in winter. There is no wind in winter in Jinan. For a person who has just returned from London, it is strange that I can't see the sun in winter; Jinan is sunny in winter. Naturally, in tropical places, the sun is always so poisonous, so loud and a little scary. However, in winter in the north of China, Jinan is really a treasure house with warm and sunny weather.

If there is only sunshine, it is not surprising. Please close your eyes and think about it: an ancient city with mountains and water is basking in the sun, sleeping warmly and comfortably, just waiting for the spring breeze to wake them up. Is this an ideal realm? The mountain completely surrounds Jinan, except for the lack of some food in the north. This circle of hills is particularly lovely in winter, as if Jinan were put in a small cradle. They whispered, "Don't worry, it will be warm here."

Really, people in Jinan laugh in winter. As soon as they saw those hills, they felt that they had landed and leaned over. When they saw the mountains from the sky, they unconsciously thought, "Tomorrow may be spring, right? With such warmth, the grass may turn green tonight? " Even this fantasy can't be realized for a while, and they don't worry, because there is such a charity winter, what else do they want!

Best of all, it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin.

When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile!

Ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages lying on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.

What about water? It did not freeze, but steamed on the green duckweed. Seaweed is really green, and all the green stored all the year round is taken out. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With these green spirits, the water can't bear to freeze, and those skilled weeping willows have to take a picture in the water! Look, slowly rising from the clear river, the sky, mid-air and sky are so clear and blue from top to bottom, and the whole is an ethereal blue crystal.

In this crystal, there are red roofs and yellow grass hills, like the gray shadows of small flowers on the carpet.

This is Jinan in winter.

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Brief introduction of Zhu Ziqing's author

Zhu Ziqing (1898165438+1October 22nd-1948 August 12), formerly known as Zhu Zihua, was named Qiushi. Originally from Shaoxing, Zhejiang Province, I was born in Donghai County, Jiangsu Province. Modern essayist, poet, scholar and democracy fighter? [6]? . Proses include Juncus, Spring, You and Me, Green, Back, Moonlight on the Lotus Pond, London Miscellanies, etc. There are also poetry collections Snow Dynasty, Poetry Traces, Literary Works, etc., such as Yan Shizhi's Compilation, On Elegance and Custom Appreciation, etc.

Brief introduction of Lao She's author

Lao She (1899- 1966) is a novelist and playwright. Formerly known as Shu Qingchun, she Yu, Manchu, Beijinger. Born in poverty, he lost his father since childhood, graduated from Beijing Normal School, and worked as a primary school principal in his early years, giving advice to students. From 65438 to 0924, he went to the Oriental College of University of London to teach Chinese and began to write. He published novels such as Lao Zhang's Philosophy, Zhao Ziyue and Ermayina in Novel Monthly, and became one of the founders of China's modern novels.

After returning to China, he taught in cheeloo university and Shandong University successively, and at the same time engaged in writing. During this period, his masterpieces included novels such as Cat City, Divorce and Camel Xiangzi, novellas such as Crescent Moon and My Life, and short stories such as Shen Wei and Broken Soul Gun.

After the outbreak of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, he went to Wuhan, Chongqing and other places to organize the All-China Anti-Enemy Association of Literary and Art Circles, held a meeting with the Prime Minister at home, represented the Literary and Art Circles abroad, and created the novel Four Generations under One roof, which improved the modern folk art. 65438-0946, went to the United States to give lectures and returned to China four years later. Mainly engaged in drama script creation, including Longxugou and Teahouse. He was awarded the title of "People's Artist" and was praised as a master of language. He used to be vice chairman of the All-China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, vice chairman of the All-China Writers Association and chairman of the Beijing Federation of Literary and Art Circles.

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