[Essay] Early Spring Afternoon

In the early spring afternoon, the sun shone on the plane tree that turned green gradually, and the scattered old leaves and round hanging bells shook and seemed to make a sound.

Several unknown birds flew into the yard and flew over the roof, making sweet calls, which were much more subtle and light than the joyful songs of magpies.

Willow posture, stretching day by day. The sprouted willow branches, gently placed in the wind, have a faint smell of spring. That kind of soft expression can't be moved at a glance. Has been attracting you, want to have a look, how many new buds it has produced, but it, new green has appeared.

Speaking of which, among the four seasons, I like the change of solar terms in spring best. When the solar term arrives, there is always different joy.

No, just after the rainy solar term, there are obviously more idle clouds in the sky. As thin as yarn, as thin as silk, as thick as cotton, with different postures and slow steps. However, it seems that there are many touching stories hidden, and it takes a whole day to walk with the warm sunshine.

The humidity of the air also increased significantly. Moist and comfortable. In sunny weather, take a deep breath of this air, and the refreshing feeling will reach the bottom of my heart. Then, it spread all over the body, making the slightly stiff limbs that had just been cold instantly stretch a lot. That carefree feeling is like drinking a cup of sweet spring when you are thirsty.

Such an early spring and such an afternoon show the simplicity and beauty of everything in the world. A ray of light, a leaf, the shaking of a tree and the singing of a bird will give people enough sureness and peace. Suddenly, you will feel that the disturbance in the world is really shallow, so shallow that compared with the tranquility and simplicity of this world, it is really unattainable. We even feel that what we call busyness disturbs the purity and beauty of everything in this world.

Squinting his eyes, he sat half sideways under the window. Looking at the sun, gently through the clouds, warmly oblique into the window, quietly drawing hypnotic pictures on the east wall.

Just cross your arms on your chest, let the warm sunshine comfort you, indulge in the warm sunshine in early spring, be quiet and warm, with a feeling of floating in the world.

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