In the hot August, there is a place that moistens everything with the temperature of spring. There, brilliant wild flowers bloom in the valley; There, cattle and sheep can graze leisurely; There, you can sit around the fire and listen to old stories. This fairytale place is the colorful Yunnan Plateau.
Red is the peeling brick wall in Old Town of Lijiang, the light from lanterns hanging high by the flowing water of small bridges, the leaping koi fish in the flowing water, the budding Euphorbia fischeriana flowers in Shangri-La, the blazing fire of the ethnic party, the glinting hope in the eyes of Tibetan elderly people, the fertile soil of Yunnan Plateau, and the warm power of Vulcan admired by everyone.
Orange is a dance skirt for Naxi girls, a railing carved with dragons and phoenixes in a wooden palace, a shawl embroidered with gold thread by Mosuo women, a bead chain strung by Bai girls, and a flame waiting for dancing in the flame.
Yellow is the petals of sunflower, the cordial smiling face of rape, the noble curtain of Buddhist college, the bright wings of butterflies, the mature picture of highland barley and the pattern of corn harvest.
Green is the vast pasture of Shangri-La, the fluttering green leaves of willows, the growth of Metasequoia glyptostroboides, the gentle shaking of aquatic plants at the bottom of the lake, the undulating wheat waves next to the farmhouse, and the urban and rural areas in every city's dream.
2. Moonlight in the lotus pond
On the winding lotus pond, I look forward to the leaves of Tian Tian. The leaves are high out of the water, like an elegant dancer's skirt. Layers of leaves are dotted with some white flowers, some of which bloom gracefully and some are in bud shyly; Like a pearl, like a star in the blue sky, like a beauty who just took a bath. The breeze blew, sending wisps of fragrance, like a faint song on a tall building in the distance. At this time, the leaves and flowers also trembled slightly, like lightning, passing through the lotus pond in an instant. The leaves are close side by side, so there are clear wave marks. Below the leaves is flowing water, which is covered and can't see some colors; Leaves are more exposed to the wind.
Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; But light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played in the Vatican.
3. Snow
The rain that warms the country has never turned into a cold, hard and brilliant snowflake. Well-informed people think he is monotonous. Does he feel unhappy? The snow in Jiangnan is very beautiful. That's the news of youth that is still looming, and it's the skin of a very strong virgin. In the snowfield, there are blood-red camellias, single-petal plum blossoms with dark green in white and wintersweet with dark yellow chin; There are cool green weeds under the snow. Hu Die did not; I really can't remember whether bees come to collect honey from camellia and plum blossoms. But my eyes seem to see flowers blooming in the snow in winter, and many bees are busy flying. I can hear their buzzing sound.
Children's hands, red with cold, are like purple bud ginger, and seven or eight of them get together to make snow arhats. Because it was unsuccessful, whose father also came to help. Lohan is much taller than children, although it is only a bunch of small tops and big bottoms, and finally it is unclear whether it is a gourd or a Lohan; But it's white and bright, and it's glued together with its own water, and the whole ground shines. The children made his eyes with longan seeds and stole rouge from his mother's powder and put it on his lips. This time it's really a big arhat. He just sat in the snow with burning eyes and red lips.
4. "Spring is coming"
Spring has come, and the wind knows. It struggled to blow away the severe winter, and it knew it. It sold too much in the days when the snow was falling. The wind in spring is called spring breeze. After a winter dancing with ice and snow, it came gently, in sync with spring. People say that spring means spring breeze. The spring breeze gently kissed the grassland, and the grassland was dyed green by the spring breeze. The spring breeze slowly turns around the mountain, and the mountain puts on its new green dress with a smile. Spring breeze blows on the river, spring water flows eastward, and streams wake up. The fish in the river have long been looking forward to the spring breeze.
Spring is coming, and the winter jasmine nods to welcome the spring breeze. First of all, it showed its gorgeous yellow, and it was full of yellow flowers in a few days. Then there is the opportunity for peaches and plums to compete for fragrance. I love peach blossoms more. The peach blossom that once attracted bees gave me a love affair between peach blossom and bees. Peach blossoms bloom, how can I not love? The most lovely variety is Mongolian peach blossom, which used to be a kind of Shan Ye peach blossom. Later, people invited it to the city. This peach blossom bloomed earlier than in the mountains. Fade later. Unfortunately, there are no peaches that can bloom in summer, only a wide variety of peaches that can be eaten in summer. It is said that some people want to cultivate ornamental peach blossoms that can bloom in autumn and summer.
Spring has come, and the swallows and geese are ready to return. Migratory birds like this are afraid of winter, unlike sparrows, which have strong ability to resist severe winter snow disasters. Cuckoo also lost no time in "Cuckoo-Cuckoo" every morning, reminding farmers to sow regardless of fatigue. But in less than a month, the farmer finished broadcasting, and when he was about to catch his breath, several cuckoos were very sensible and stopped the cuckoo-cuckoo call. Occasionally I hear one or two cuckoos, cuckoos' calls, either cuckoos are in danger or cuckoos are dull.
5. Autumn whispers
Although winter has come to us, the feeling of autumn remains in my heart and cannot be erased.
Autumn is beautiful. Autumn is crisp, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the leisurely clouds, the blue sky and the rich fruits constitute her quiet, indifferent, mature and unique autumn beauty.
Cho, you are no longer weak. From the spotless sky to the "wandering" white clouds, there is a unique dullness and harmony in autumn.
In autumn, the most touching thing is her picturesque dusk. As the sun sets, the fiery red sun shines on everything, and red makes people intoxicated and unable to extricate themselves. Twilight ended everything, immersed in it, like a fantasy, like a dream, like a painting in front of you, but what ripples in your heart is a mature beauty.
On the tree-lined path, golden fallen leaves spread a golden carpet, and the leaves rustled when stepping on it, as if playing clayderman's classic Whispering in Autumn. At this time, the evening breeze blew to me with a slow coolness. He caressed my cheek, which was very comfortable. But at this time, I have been in another world, a world full of autumn, where the air is full of fallen leaves, and there is a voice that has been echoing in my ears, that is, the whispering of autumn, the rustling autumn, the quiet sunset and the golden Woods.
Autumn is full, and after the fiery passion of summer, it is transformed into gentle autumn and dedicated to people. All the so-called so-called praises are isolated from the accidents in autumn, leaving a full autumn atmosphere.