At that time, I liked to stop every passer-by around my mother and call them "uncles and aunts" or "grandparents". They always laugh and say that I am warm and generous. They don't know, mom knows, I'm just learning the language. She wants me to learn faster, so she always takes me to watch the clouds in the morning, the sun at noon and the stars and the moon at night. If you are weird, you can go to the park to see Chinese rose flowers and go to your neighbor's house to touch the cat's head. In summer, she also allows me to touch the water in the pond or the lotus leaves along the edge. She said that you can't see the lotus every day, so when you face it, you should wholeheartedly look at its pointed lotus and love its green fields. Even if there are only broken lotus leaves left in the end, you should cherish them. Then, it doesn't matter if you look at chrysanthemum, osmanthus, wintersweet and winter jasmine later.
When I came to this world, I picked up exquisite beauty, but the heavy ones are also moving forward lightly, moving forward, getting fuller and more secure. Later, I saw many leaves turn yellow and green in spring; I have seen many rivers condense into ice and snow, and then melt in winter; I watched many cities full of boiling, but one night the crowd dispersed and stood alone ... However, they are the same, their leaves are green and yellow, and they always stay by the trees. Rivers come and go, dissolved in dust, it is still clean; The roses in full bloom next year are still red. "As long as you haven't done this, it's a baby." They stick to their beliefs, but they are constantly changing their posture. They were moved by the dance of light around us. In order to accept them, our eyes become clear.
Because of this, the world is endless, so we rejoice at the arrival of every child. This is a beautiful era in which everything depends on each other. Let young life freely spend our years, and our arrogance grows wildly in the fields of youth. Gradually, we will no longer sneak around when the snow comes, and we will no longer expect the temporary elongation of our necks in the sun. Whether it is cloudy or sunny, we are fearless to meet, treat all the hidden dangers as enjoyment, swing in them and enjoy them. Many, many years later, I may still remember crying hysterically in an empty corner, gnashing my teeth when being ridiculed, and laughing dissolutely every time I come back ... Because I am young, I believe that nothing is impossible, as long as I am willing. Sadness is a sentimental face with an abominable face. Since you choose to live, you have to bear everything. How can those indecisive emotions qualify to participate in the carnival of life? We don't want to give up, because that beautiful beginning-such a good school, such a good teacher, such a good parent, even if it's just a stranger who meets by chance ... warmth grows in the dark, and every warm encounter is surging. Lovely motherland, my mother, you are April day on earth! Thank you for your beauty. May my youth be like water and ring like a wreath.
2. How to write the composition "You are an April day on earth" I met you in the seventeenth year after you left. Four years after you resolutely left, I was born. There is an insurmountable time gap between us.
But today, seventeen years later, I am reading your words in a noisy and impetuous world, and there is still a long-lost and familiar thing flowing in my bright red blood, jumping and unable to calm down. To me, you are immortal and everywhere. I can clearly see your clear smiling face through the sensitive and delicate words on the page.
Lin wrote in his poem: "You are love, warmth and hope. You are April on earth. " When I sing this poem in a low voice, I always think of you and your words.
Your writing style is always changeable and uncertain. There are ordinary happiness belonging to a little woman, delicacy and gentleness belonging to a writer, and mystery and subtlety belonging to you. In the dead of night, I lay motionless in bed, listening to you tell one warm story after another in black and white. In a trance, I seem to see you and Jose banging in the love nest in the Sahara tomb area, trying to create a paradise in your hearts. The wind carries the yellow sand in the desert at night, but it can't blow away the smile on your lips and the sweetness in your heart. At that time, you were happy and satisfied. Reading your words at that time, I can also feel the happiness dissolved in the blood, plain and real, but strong enough to penetrate the bone marrow.
However, most beautiful things don't last long. Maybe God is beginning to envy you for being so happy. The cold water swept away your lover, took away your him and your heart. So, there is another flower named "Missing" in your pen. Under the watering of your deep love for Hexi, it is like an ivy, full of all your words and thoughts. On a rainy cold night, reading your sad words will always subconsciously wrap a thin spring quilt to accompany your involuntary sadness. Although twenty-nine years have passed, your words are still like unbeaten flowers, blooming more and more brightly in the sadness of the dark tide, turning into a cloud of smoke in the distant horizon, dazzling and bright, stinging your eyes.
All your joys, sorrows, and sorrows have become ink-scented, building a world that belongs only to you. Reading your words will accompany you to cry and laugh together. All the feelings are involuntary. You are a clever magician, and I am a marionette in your hand. If you gently move your fingertips, let me rotate, let me jump, let me laugh and cry. Just like a quick hand, at the moment I touched your words, it firmly grasped my heart and made me unable to move. However, I do, because I clearly feel your tenderness, sensitivity and affection from your hands. Being caught by you and attracted by your words are all happy things, I am willing.
That's why I love your "Time in the Allure", "Acacia Farm" and "How many flowers are there in the dream" ... that kind of emotional and romantic feeling hidden in the words is your symbol and the source of all my dreams and reverence. Without flowery rhetoric and heavy embellishment, your writing is straightforward and casual, with a little wayward and neurotic, galloping freely between heaven and earth. Dare to say, dare to do, you never obey the external disturbances and everything, you only obey your own heart, stride forward and never retreat … So, in today's complicated world, you still exist in many people's hearts. It's wintersweet, bold and beautiful. Even if it withers, it can "smell as usual."
If you read these superficial words, I'm afraid you will laugh. You can't be fixed by a formula, and no framework can frame your pursuit of freedom and beauty. I remembered the poem again, "I said that you are an April day on earth/laughter lights up the winds around you/light spirits dance and change in the bright spring …" Perhaps, you are this changeable April day, "A tree is blooming, a swallow is whispering among the beams", with a warm smile and a beautiful heart, and no gully can stop your steps. In my opinion, you are eternal, eternal happiness and joy.
Did you find your love in heaven? My dear echo.
You are an April day on earth.
3. How to write the composition in April? Seek the writing angle. As soon as I turned around, the familiar cherry blossoms came into view.
Is that you? Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers.
You used to walk in a campus full of flowers in four seasons with your poetry and carve your name on every landscape. Today you came to me with your story, determined to let me remember you and remember that you have become an eternal legend.
How can I describe your arrival? April breeze, bright moon in the sky, cherry blossom hibiscus in full bloom. You said that there are three beliefs in your life, one is love, the other is beauty and the other is freedom. After reading your Farewell to Cambridge, you would like to be an aquatic plant in the romantic waves of Cambridge, England and the endless water of Cambridge River. Born in you, just like this poem. You are not eager to understand the mystery in the poem, but eager to appreciate the beauty of the melody and slowly ignite the most dazzling fireworks in life. I have also read your ancient style, watching you describe the cycle of the four seasons, watching your words flow from the world to the sky, and watching your life flow from the sky to the world.
You are love, warmth, and flowers from tree to tree.
How can I describe your departure? It's also April and spring. You wave your hand and don't take away a cloud. You bid farewell to your schooldays and moved away from home. However, you have long been destined to stay in the campus of Gaohang forever, in the hearts of each of us, and you will never get rid of it. No one can replace the dream you brought us, because it is you who, after decades, still tells us in moving language that life can still be so gorgeous, and love once gave us a good mood, like a deep landscape.
You are a swallow, a whisper on the beam, and a poem.
Since you said goodbye, don't ask how strong ordinary love is.
You should fly. Unfortunately, I don't have the rainbow you want.
But it doesn't matter, you walk in the clouds and smile at me. You walked through the world of mortals. You said that you finally found a blue sky that can fly and a clear wave that reflects your flying wings.
In front of me are graceful cherry blossoms, standing in the aisle, I don't know how long I have stood, and I don't know how long I will stand. In my heart is the beautiful Xu Zhimo, who once stood with him, watching the scenery and listening to stories together. If the cherry blossoms have a heart, will they forget the heaven and earth for a while when they are falling profusely, and miss having such a person standing by and interpreting the most touching legend in the history of literature?
The poet Gu Cheng said, after walking for so long, let's find a lamp.
Cherry blossoms once lit a lamp in my heart. It is the brightest color in spring and the most splendid life between heaven and earth. Its annual rings have witnessed the elegant but firm figure of a century-old famous school in the south of the Yangtze River coming from the depths of history. Xu Zhimo once lit a lamp in our hearts and touched the blue bricks and red tiles in Hangzhou. I can still feel his breathing. In April, the chill has not dissipated, and other people's trains have already set off to meet the cold winter in the coming year, and the place where Xu Zhimo is going is always spring, always full of cherry blossoms.
Naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night.
You are an April day on earth.
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4. You are April on earth. Today is the 25th day of April, and the spring of April will leave us. A trace of melancholy rose in my heart. Spring is so short that it will soon enter a lush summer. Let's use Lin's "You are April Day on Earth" to keep the beauty of April. I said that you are an April day on earth, and laughter lights up all the winds. Bright souls dance and change in the splendor of spring. You are a cloud in the sky at the beginning of April. The evening wind is soft, the stars shine unintentionally, and the drizzle is sprinkled in front of the flowers. That light, that graceful, you wear the crown of flowers, you are naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night. After the snow melts, that piece of goose yellow looks like you; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the water floats with the white lotus in your dream. You are the flower on the tree, and the swallows are whispering among the beams. -You are love, warmth and hope. You are April day on earth! This poem was published in Wenxue 1934, and the specific writing time is unknown. There are two versions of this poem: one is written in memory of Xu Zhimo to show the memory of his close friend, which can be roughly understood from the TV series April Day on Earth; It can be said that it was written for the birth of his son Liang Congjie, expressing his hope for his son and the joy brought by his birth. However, we can completely put aside these arguments, because this poem is really an excellent work, and its value does not need any external support. Therefore, when the poet died, friends such as Jin wrote such an elegy to the poet: "A poetic waterfall, an April day on earth." The charm and Excellence of this poem lies not only in the beauty of artistic conception and the purity of content. It also lies in the familiarity of form and the beauty of language. Overlapping metaphors are used in the poem, and the images are beautiful without suspicion of carving. Instead, it highlights the artistic conception and purity of the poem. In the gorgeous decoration, the fresh and natural feeling is revealed in the form. This poem adopts the principle of poetic beauty of Crescent Poetry School: emphasizing the harmony of meter, the sculptural beauty of language and the sense of rhythm of music. This poem can be said to be the perfect embodiment of this principle, and the words and rhythm are almost harmonious. April, the spring of the year, is the peak season of spring. April, the most precious season of the year, is like the fleeting first love. In this season, the poet should write down the love in his heart and the mood of the next season. The poet should compare this spring scene to "you" in his heart. What kind of spring scenery is there this season? The world has a little smile, and the gentle wind is its talk and charm. It is light, dancing with beautiful spring scenery and different shapes. In the world where everything is revived, everything is eager to grow and float with a strong breath. In the confused world, clouds and smoke are the scene of recovery. After dusk, the warm night takes this opportunity to show. Just like the scene in the breeze and drizzle: light and soft, colorful and bright. The full moon rises, and the solemnity and purity of "you" are said innocently and solemnly. This kind of April should be like the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River written by Su Dongpo: "Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet. Artemisia sphaerocephala is everywhere. It is the time when the puffer fish wants to go up. " It is also like the spring scenery written by Du Fu: ". That green contains infinite vitality. That tender life and fresh scenery shine with sacred light in this season. This sacredness is as clear and transparent as the holy water in front of the Buddha. Just like Bai Lianhua in the Buddha's heart, you are beautiful and radiate the light of love. In this season, "You" surpassed this season. " You are a flower after flower, a beautiful and light swallow, with love, warmth and hope, flying with spring. Let us always remember this poem by Lin, let April bring us eternal spring, and let April be in our hearts. Lin is a famous architect and writer in China and the first female architect in China. She is also praised by Hu Shi as a talented woman in China. In the early 1930s, she and her husband Liang Sicheng used modern scientific methods to study the ancient architecture in China, becoming pioneers in this academic field, and later made great academic achievements in this field. From the early 1930s to the outbreak of the Sino-Japanese War of 1894-1895, in a few years, they traveled to more than 200 counties in China 15 provinces and investigated more than 2,000 ancient architectural relics in China. Their work laid a solid scientific foundation for the study of ancient architecture in China. They wrote more than 20 papers, prefaces and epilogues about architecture, some of which were co-authored with Liang Sicheng. In literature, she wrote a lot in her life. These works, including essays, poems, novels, dramas, translations, and letters, are all excellent works, including You are an April Day on Earth and Ninety-nine Degrees of Fiction. In addition, after 1949, Lin did three great things in art: first, he participated in the design of the national emblem; Second, he transformed the traditional cloisonne; Third, he participated in the Tiananmen people. She has made great contributions to the nation and the country. Unfortunately, she died on the morning of April 30th, 1955 at the age of 5 1 after a tenacious struggle with the disease for 15 years.
5. I love April on earth-poetry. Feel Su Yu's poems in Class 6, No.2 Experimental Primary School in Luohe City (1), which are the essence of art and the treasure of culture. It has been praised by people for thousands of years. Poetry, like a beautiful music, is intoxicating.
I like Lin's poems and I like reading her poems. Her poems, like a light and bright tune, flow into your heart. In that light and bright tune, your heart is inadvertently captured, and that light and bright tune contains a little sadness.
One of my favorite poems is "You are April Day on Earth". I like this poem not only because it is well written, but also because it is unique and original.
It is a poem with temperature; Everyone says that the type printed on paper is dull, powerless and without temperature, but this poem failed. Gently open the poetry collection, the first side is it, reading softly. These dull and powerless types come alive and jump on white paper. Fingertips don't know when they began to get warm. When I touch those types, they actually have temperature! They are hot, like sunshine on Hawaiian skin, hot and comfortable. With the syllable of the last word falling, everything disappeared without a trace. The visual feast seems to be just a dream, but I believe it has a temperature.
It is colored, too. When they exult on the paper, they emit a light, a color.
Like sunlight refracted on amber, like the sunshine outside the window at the moment, golden. It is these two special colors that make it shine, shine and shine.
At this moment, even the sunshine outside the window will give in to it by three points, and the world will suddenly be eclipsed. "You are the flower of the tree, the swallow whispering between the beams-you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the day of April!" With the falling of syllables, the stage ended in glory.
But I can still feel that when the author wrote the last sentence, he couldn't restrain his surging hope. It is such a poem, with temperature and color. It's unique and I like it.
6. You are a lyrical composition of Grade One in April. You are the flower of the tree and the whisper of Liang Jianyan. You are love, warmth and hope, and you are April day on earth.
When the phoenix tree blooms, there are no green leaves. The tree is full of clusters of lavender phoenix flowers, standing upright and graceful. However, you can't use the word "flowers bloom with wealth" on him, because there are no leaves when flowers bloom with wealth, and all flowers will fall. It's not the separation between flowers and leaves, but leaves fulfill the waywardness of flowers, and flowers promise the love of leaves. So in April, there was such a beautiful scenery as "You are a flower of a tree".
At this moment, swallows and sparrows are ringing constantly. It's my unspeakable love for them, it's silence. Belong to this April, only enjoy quietly, evaluate silently, and don't interfere with every life activity. The swallow came, bringing me hope and strength. I can't give them anything, just silently listening to their whispers between the beams; The sparrow is still there, reflecting my liveliness and joy. I can't control his life, just watching his flying arc and thinking quietly. Because I love them, I only appreciate them quietly and don't disturb their lives.
Love is April on earth. In the distant starry sky, at the end of the curved moon, there lived a girl who loved the scenery in April. The sky at that time was not high, but it was pure blue and clear. At that time, the sunshine was not dazzling, but it was enough to make people feel bright; At that time, the trees were not dark green, but who could stop the bright green? At that time, the earth would not get sunburned, because it was covered with a thin grass blanket; At that time, the night was not too dark, because the stars that didn't grow up blinked their bright eyes ... these are all things that girls like, and all these things are full of girls' love and infatuation for April.
In April, the weather is warm. Seeing "clouds break the moon and flowers make a shadow", I feel a warmth from my heart. April is full of new life and hope. On the night of April, although there is still a trace of coolness, the slightly flowing fog, like a long satin, wraps the body and gently blows away the coolness, making my heart warm! In this beautiful April, I maintain brilliant innocence, feel the existence of life and hold great hope!
In April, all the scenery is unique and vibrates with my thoughts. As long as I face this April day, my little happiness can be satisfied.
This April, brilliant and silent, brilliant is the scenery, silent is the heart.
7. My cousin called me and asked me how to write the composition "You are April on earth". I said that you are an April day on earth, and laughter lit up all around; Your soul dances in the glory of spring.
-Lin read "You are April Day on Earth". For a time, the spring scenery full of life and joy crowded into my mind and my heart. The world smiles slightly, and the gentle wind is its talk and charm.
It is light and dances with the bright spring in various ways. In the world where everything is revived, everything is eager to grow and float with the breath of life.
In the confused world, clouds and smoke are the scene of recovery. After dusk, the cool night takes this opportunity to show its charm.
At three or two o'clock, the starlight flashed intentionally or unintentionally, talking to the flowers dancing slightly in the garden, just like the scene in the breeze and drizzle: light and soft, colorful and bright. This April should be Su Like Dongpo's "Spring Scenery in the South of the Yangtze River": "Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the spring river."
Artemisia sphaerocephala has short buds all over the ground, which is the time when puffer fish want to fuck. There is also a poem "Spring Scene": "Two orioles sing kingfishers, and a row of egrets go up to the sky." . "
And Du Like Shen Yan's "Spring Scenery": "White clouds and red clouds dawn from the sea, and spring is in the wild. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun. "
That goose yellow is the first life; That green contains infinite vitality. That tender life and fresh scenery, with a sacred light in such a season.
This sacredness is as clear and transparent as the holy water in front of the Buddha; Just like Bai Lianhua in the Buddha's heart, it is beautiful and radiant with love. In such a soft spring scene, the poet should write down the love and seasonal mood in his heart: "You are the flower of a tree, the swallow whispering among the beams,-you are love, warmth and hope, and you are the April day on earth!" After reading this book of poems, my heart is full of Lin's joy and sincerity.
Yes, you don't need a heart full of joy and sincerity to pursue your dreams! Wild lilies also have the softness of our hearts in spring, which can be more beautiful than petals, greener than grasslands, wider than oceans, more boundless than the sky and more comfortable than clouds. -Lin Qingxuan summer afternoon, Zen sounds like weaving, I am alone in the library, enjoying the cool, free air conditioning.
I casually walked past the bookshelf. Suddenly, I stopped and my eyes fell on a familiar book. Isn't this the collection of Lin Qingxuan's essays "Lily in My Heart" that I have been looking for for a long time? It's really "thousands of people looking for him, suddenly looking back, that person is in the dim light."
I took out my book and read it carefully ... It was dusk when I walked out of the library, and the afterglow of the sunset dyed a light blue sky, but my mood was still not calm. A small wild lily has interpreted a beautiful and moving story.
The harsh growth environment did not kill its nature as a flower-lily, although it looked exactly like other weeds when it was born. But a firm idea quietly germinated in its heart: I want to blossom, and I want to testify with flowers.
To this end, it "strives to absorb water and sunlight, takes root deeply, and stands upright", fighting tenaciously with the natural environment. In the face of the ridicule of weeds, the contempt and persuasion of bees and butterflies, the firm belief of wild lily has never wavered: "No matter whether anyone appreciates it or not, no matter how you look at me, I will blossom!" The tenacious and persistent wild lily fought silently with its own actions, and finally "it blossomed, and its white spirit and graceful charm became the most beautiful color on the cliff."
This flower is the crystallization of faith and the condensation of painstaking efforts. Wild lily finally realized her value.
It is precisely because this beauty is hard-won, so when Lily Valley becomes people's "holy land", every wild lily can remember the teaching of the first lily: "Bloom silently with your heart and prove your existence with flowers." Until now, the indomitable and persistent spirit of Wild Lily still inspires me.
Yes, chasing dreams doesn't need such a spirit! "The book has its own golden house, and the book has its own Yan Ruyu." On the road of my growth, when I am frustrated, I become stronger with the company of books; When I am confused, I become more confident in my dreams.
With good books, I won't be lonely. I have dreams to go with. I am happy: you are singing and dancing in April, and you are happy when you have nothing. There have been several spring dreams in history, and there are many wizards in the world of mortals. Only the following is to commemorate Xu Zhimo, his student days in Gaohang, his love, his hatred, his loneliness and his journey. The inscription goes to the end of the corridor and turns around. Familiar cherry blossoms come into view. Is that you? Life is as gorgeous as summer flowers. You used to walk in the campus where flowers are in full bloom all the year round and carve your name on every landscape. Today, you came to me with your story, determined to remind me that you have become an eternal legend. How to describe your arrival? April breeze, bright moon in the sky, cherry blossom hibiscus in full bloom. What did you say?/Sorry? One is beauty and the other is freedom. After reading Farewell to Cambridge, you would like to be a water plant in the romantic waves of Cambridge, England, and in the endless water light of Cambridge River. Born in you, just like this poem. You are not in a hurry to understand the mystery in the poem, but wholeheartedly appreciate the beauty of the melody and slowly ignite the most dazzling flowers in your life. It also depends on your life flowing from the sky to the earth. You are love, warmth, a flower that blooms from one tree to another. How would you describe your departure? It's April spring again, and you wave your hand and don't take away a cloud. You bid farewell to your student days and went far away, but you are already destined to stay in the campus of Hangzhou, in Hangzhou, in Hangzhou, in each of us, and never linger. No one can bring it to us instead of you. After decades, we still tell us in touching language that life can still be so gorgeous. Love once gave us a good mood, like a deep landscape. You are a swallow, a whisper on the beam, and a poem. Since you said goodbye, don't ask how strong ordinary love is. Unfortunately, I don't have the rainbow you want. But it doesn't matter. You walked in the clouds and smiled at me, walking through the world of mortals.
The most beautiful April day in the world 600 words The most beautiful April day in the world is the most beautiful April day in the world, which is my favorite sentence.
Just watch it once, and a pure and clear feeling will rise from your heart. Just like taking a sip of good tea, the fragrance on teeth and cheeks is faint, but it is endless.
It's spring again, and March is full of shyness, especially hiding half of my face behind the guitar in front of us, but I'm also shy when I want to talk. In April, however, it is natural and graceful, warm sunshine, grass growing and warblers flying, and it is the sound of flowers blooming in the early morning mist.
April in the world is fragrant. A colorful, graceful, light, brilliant, elegant and warm April is spring. Spring is endless, and the most touching thing is Jiangnan.
I once searched for a dream spring day in Jiangnan along Pingjiang Road, the oldest alley in Suzhou, on an early morning in April. Narrow alleys, ringing bicycle bells, white-haired old people sitting idly on a small bridge, a mottled old wall next to a buttonwood tree, clothes hanging on the balcony, and a faint reflection of cherry blossoms on the water. I even heard Wu Nong's soft cry, which is a bright color in ink painting.
That morning, it was sunny and I met Suzhou in my heart. It's short, but it's enough for me to remember it quietly and miss it faintly after several years. What I will always remember is Jiangnan in April.
The beauty of April is even more beautiful in the scenery. Lin wrote, I said that you are an April day on earth; You giggle and light up the wind in all directions, dancing and changing in the splendor of spring/You are the cloud in the sky in early April, the wind is soft at dusk, the stars shine unintentionally, and the drizzle falls in front of the flowers/It is light, so graceful, you wear the crown of flowers, you are naive and solemn, you are the full moon every night/the melted goose yellow, you are like; Tender as the green of a new bud, you are gentle and happy, and the white lotus you dream of is floating in the water. /You are the flower on the tree, and the swallows are whispering among the beams. -You are love, warmth and hope. You are April day on earth! The light pen wrote the softest emotion in my heart and the most beautiful April day in the world.
The most beautiful April day in the world. Read gently, close your eyes and meditate.