http://www.yuqinfang.com Book Weiyang Walking aimlessly on the country path. It's a charming spring. Stepping on soft soil, accompanied by enticing fragrance, these are the features of spring, the imprints of life. Listening to the whispers from the woods, smelling the faint fragrance carried by the gentle breeze, even I, who have been plagued by illness for so long, feel greatly refreshed. Running water does not rot, and door hinges do not worm. The four seasons revolve, always like this. And this, is the greatest feature that nature gives to life. At the end of the small road, there is an emerald green open space. Looking into the distance, the red and yellow ones sway gently in the spring breeze, refreshing and invigorating. Bending down to look, the green grass is still adorned with crystal dewdrops. What is this? Is it the tears of joy after enduring the severe cold? Or is it the sweat of striving for the fragrance of spring? I don't know. But I think, this must be the happiest and most abundant fruit of the grass in the new year. Who says grass has no fruit. When they stretch their bodies that have slept through the winter from the soil, when they sound the trumpet of life to the earth, the goddess of life scatters pearls of success upon them. That is the best harvest of the year, and also the supreme tribute to life. Looking at the only camphor tree by the road, my heart was suddenly moved, and I was tripped up. It grows alone, unique and strong. It has the meaning of the desert poplar "living for three thousand years without dying, dying for three thousand years without falling, and falling for three thousand years without decaying". The branches and leaves that are like eternal spring still spread in the air, growing monotonously. Some people say that camphor trees are too monotonous, always like spring, without charm. I disagree. Nature is ever-changing and colorful. The greatest charm of camphor trees is their eternal spring, the monotonous green is also the green of life. The persistence of green, the firmness of green, and the eternity of green are all interpreted by him year after year. Imagine, in the heavy snow, everything is covered in white snow. Suddenly, a cluster of green light breaks through the shackles, whitening the cold. No, that is fiery green. It melts the cold, despises indifference. That fiery green will carry life forever. This article comes from the Youth Digest website. Once I understood, I felt relieved. I wanted to stride through this picturesque scenery, but I was afraid of disturbing the dream that reached straight to the sky under the moist soil. Hesitating, I ultimately couldn't bear to leave. Standing quietly on this land full of vitality, this utopia described by Tao Yuanming, fatigue and discomfort were completely swept away. Now, all that remains is boundless joy and physical comfort. Suddenly, a whiff of floral fragrance hit my nose, as if the blooming peach blossoms were reminding me not to forget about them. Yes, there's you too. I tiptoed forward cautiously and sniffed hard. Throughout history, there have been countless odes to flowers. But the peach blossoms remain the same, what about people? I thought for a long time, but couldn't find an answer. In a daze, an idea appeared in my mind. Could they coexist with flowers? I looked at the pink peach blossoms in surprise, and he smiled without answering. Another daze, and the surrounding scenery disappeared instantly. Zhuangzi dreamed of being a butterfly, not knowing whether the butterfly turned into Zhuangzi or Zhuangzi turned into a butterfly? And me, am I in a dream, or is the dream in my heart? Looking back suddenly, I found many great scholars standing behind me, in the golden flower patches, smiling silently. They just silently watched me, as if looking through me, watching this world, this brilliant world. Their bright eyes shone like the sun. I was delighted, I shouted. In a haze, I disappeared too, disappearing in this vast green light. In an instant, I became eternal. http://www.yuqinfang.com