If there are things I did not say, plum, do not think that I forgot, I had not forgotten, but some things are only suitable for collection. Can not say I could not think, but can not forget. They can not become a language, they can not become a language, once they come to the language, no longer is that they had. They are a warm and misty solitude, is a mature hope and despair …
Although today is the spring season, but I was still slumbered on the plum dip spleen fragrance in a long time and can not wake up, do not want to refuse to wake up, but do not want to believe that spring up, and have already come quite a long while. Once again stand in the palace until Yuanwang Nazhu Edamitsu flowers in front of empty eucalyptus only had to tell myself that spring is indeed already come, plum, indeed has withered up. But, when silence to contemplate the time, there‘s always asked: plum really dying it? And according to the days of really plum were also gone yet?
I can not answer this question, of course, can not answer plum. I know, Hua Xie, and spring leaves come on the ride. Spring up, and they along with the spring, thin, and melancholy of the. Although the weather is gradually warming, but the heart had been really active in the blood is very calm and down. For this it lightly, I may define it as mature. Because I can not predict whether there will be blood coming when activated, can not estimate whether they can bloom off a lock of fragrance; the face of the immediate scene of spring, I can only tell their own sad: plum blossom, it has been Buried in the spring renovation of the soil.
Not long ago, saw in the book an allusion, it is about Mr. Lin Hejing and plum. At first, I always wonder child: Why the Song Dynasty official who Mr. Lin Hejing life do not want to, not start their families, and his place of Mei crane, creating “the plum wife Tsuruko” the stories of what? Later gradually realized that thousands of years, the reason why people enjoy Mei, chant, praise, mostly due to her character. Generous plum home can be a confidante, and niche Fucai, not to compare themselves with plum. I have often encouraged their use plum spirit. Whenever I face a setback in life, experiencing the hardships encountered unfair, it was common to see those dreams Arcadia million in the plum tree. Therefore, they are true, viz.
Vaguely remember the end of last year’s mountain trip alone. Although the weather really cold, cold wind, piercing the cheek, but for the natural yearning and nostalgia for past, I will be walking determinedly to ride to the mountains of thing I read in a fresh place. As the southwestern karst topography more so in this green earth I could not find Yizheng Pian on the wilderness, so we sat back down with a plum, eyes closed, immersed in this infinite past the reverie of the ……
Mei, asked me a dream. She told me that I live too serious, stiff face seems to have been numb to life, forget the smile on the plum blossom. Finally once the flowers, rare to grow the leaf, because I lack a smile to the face of a soon also withered. She also told me that, in the wilderness, my smile might be on a new life is welcomed and encouraged, just as garden trees in bloom to me is that life has yet to come as the bright future. So, take this dream, I try to smile on the plum blossom, so smile opened my heart closed wilderness in between heaven and earth, all to heart the sorrow troubles disappear … I am also shocked to understand, create trouble But the desire is too much reason, will put themselves into the natural, less desire, naturally worry less. But I was pale and mediocre to refuse, I know that my life may be small enough, such drop in the ocean; perhaps humble enough, often lighter than a feather. But I also believe as long as the collection of those who know and learn to beautiful moments in life will be touched often.
Plum petals are really deeply buried in the spring, the newly-turned soil in it? However, the emergence of his dreams from time to time in the breeze, smell stormed Meixiang of that scene, what explanation do? Plum, not dying, right? Maybe this series of questions that only I can answer, plum lips of silence to reveal a hint of spring cunning smile, and most symbolic of the divine spring, and only Chueiyang the staring eyes plum trees …… dying fall of the land surface debris, I was filled with emotion: people”s life, mostly homeless, or live to go from this world, or forced from their homeland far away dream. These days, how many times I would like to experience year after year, parting with the plum? Perhaps, I will choose those memories, those tired flash journey fragments, do not say goodbye, never say goodbye ……
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