Flowers-like courtyard prose

"How many people who have lived in the city for a long time will dream of having a yard full of flowers?" This is an advertising copy I wrote for a real estate project many years ago.

"Honey, when can we have flowers all over the yard?" I asked more than once. So, with this beautiful wish, I struggled all the way and looked forward to it all the way. When I got the house key three years ago, all the hardships and sweat along the way condensed into a faint fragrance in all loves.

In early spring, everything germinated and the yard began to be lively. Cherry is the messenger of spring. When the spring is chilly, it is always the first to sprout. Bud is like a naughty child, shyly sticking out her head, blinking her curious eyes and looking at this beautiful spring world. A few days later, the bud grew up slowly, revealing faint powder, turning into strings of flowers and bones, proudly showing off on the branches. Inadvertently, the flowers bloom! White, faint with powder, not enchanting, not charming, a stunning beauty! At this time, I always stop to watch with an expectant expression, and the slightest change will make me excited. The first touch of spring is the expectation of a long winter.

In April, the wind is getting warmer and the sunshine is particularly bright. The earth, which has been sleeping for a winter, seems to wake up overnight. Peach blossom, apricot blossom and cherry blossom are in full bloom. Magnolia is the most holy and dazzling spirit in this season. No wonder it will be positioned as the city flower of our city. There is a magnolia tree in my yard. The flowers are big, like small speakers. The flowers stretch towards the sun with graceful posture. Standing under the magnolia tree, you seem to feel its smiling expression. Against the blue sky, the thin petals are pale yellow under the sunshine, which is extremely noble!

In April, the spring is strong. Early in the morning, the cheerful songs of birds woke me up. Looking out of the window, the sun is dazzling, the breeze is blowing, and the light and shadow of the begonia tree are dancing on the curtains. Those flowers face each other, compete with each other, and do not give in to each other. I woke up my sleeping husband. "Lazy, get up quickly. Don't let this beautiful spring fall through. Let's go to the yard to enjoy flowers and take pictures with me!" " "

My husband loves photography and has all kinds of equipment. He came to the yard with me with a SLR. The sanctity of magnolia and the charm of cherry blossoms became the protagonists, and the beautiful image of flowers became exquisite works of art in the lens. However, the magnolia tree is too high, and the flowers are hanging high on it. It takes some effort to take a high-definition photo. "Ha ha, move the ladder! By the way, bring a bottle of water ... "So I brought a ladder from the basement and put it under the tree. In spring, the land is soft, and my husband's 200-catty weight climbs up trembling and sprays water on the petals. Haha, I want to make a dew effect without dew. A busy, so the effect should be much better? Still no good, only the black background can set off the nobility of Magnolia, so I ran into the room and took out a black dress, which lined the back of the flowers. Sure enough, the effect is much better! "What were you two doing this morning?" Passing neighbors looked at us doubtfully. "Haha, take pictures of flowers!" "I have a proud tone on my face. After taking pictures of the flowers in my yard, I moved the ladder to my neighbor's yard. His magnolia is purple. Dozens of gorgeous flowers look like a purple fog from a distance. The cheerful barking of the dog alarmed the owner of the house, opened the curtains and stuck his head out of the window. "The flowers for me are very nice, ha! "I smiled at him:" Uncle Wang, come out and enjoy the flowers together! Your flowers are the most beautiful in the whole community! "

Spend a pleasant morning time in this small yard, and the spring scenery of this season is fixed in a little memory of the years with the camera. Every time I think of it, I smile all over my face.

In the hot summer, the yard is full of vitality. Grape racks, cucumbers and loofah vines are intertwined, covering up a green shade. When the golden flower blows the trumpet, a fresh fruit becomes pregnant and becomes a pure natural delicacy on the table. In this season, Chinese rose, gardenia, jasmine, pomegranate, hibiscus, hibiscus and hollyhock have all reached the most beautiful flowering period, with red, yellow, white and colorful. At night, the family sat in the stone chair in the yard, accompanied by the bright moonlight, the wind blew, the flowers bloomed, the shade was suitable, and the heart was intoxicated.

In hot summer, I like rainy weather best. Rain drove away the heat of the day, and also took away the heat of summer and the usual irritability. The sky is gray-blue, but the air is fresh and intoxicating, as if it had been washed by rain. The cool breeze blows gently, wiping the skin gently, and it feels different. This summer is rare and cool.

After such a new rain, it is best to stop in the yard for a while.

This season, flowers are very lively, colorful and colorful! Flowers washed by rain are more charming, and leaves of various forms are lovely and shiny. Especially the newly grown blade tips, which are light green, show off with a little shyness. I think plants are also alive. Every plant is green, but it is not a fixed green. There are always levels, shades and differences. When they gather together, they form a vibrant life, so that you can't ignore its existence and caress them with full smiles and gentle eyes. The breeze is blowing, and the faint fragrance of flowers seeps into the heart and lungs. Is it gardenia or two-color jasmine? Even with a keen sense of smell, it's hard to tell. By the way, the pomegranate full of red flowers has begun to bear fruit a few days ago. It is small, tender and lovely ... It turns out that a seed behind a tree's flowers is their most beautiful and proud destination.

Of course, in summer, the happiest thing is the yard barbecue in the moonlight. A phone call, a text message, and friends poured in. Men, women and children, working together, shopping, dressed as a string of children, we talked and laughed together, and it was particularly easy to go to work. When the sun goes down, everything is ready. Men make a fire around the stove. Women and children stand by and wait anxiously. The children each grab a handful, chase each other and disappear with a smile. Adults ate and drank around the table, pushed cups for a change and drank heartily. After three glasses of wine, they let each other go and get ready. Occasionally, I will play a guitar or cucurbit flute, and applause, laughter and cheers can spread throughout the yard. ...

Good night time, then disappeared in this small yard. Moonlight, flowers, melodious piano, laughter and laughter have all become the best time in my memory.

A yard full of flowers, I use colorful flowers, condensed into a beautiful poem:

Many people envy me/because I have a yard full of flowers/the sun shines all the way/every day I stop in this yard full of flowers, listen to the sound of flowers/have a deep eye-to-eye communication with these beautiful elves/my heart is always full of emotion/a small yard/continuation of my family, writing friendship/every morning, I wake up in the sun/every night, Sleeping in the fragrance of flowers/walking into this courtyard full of flowers/My mood will become extraordinarily pure and quiet/full of flowers, which embodies my dreams along the way/I am willing to wait quietly for the flow of time with these flowers/Such a day will be as sweet and fragrant as flowers. ...