"Pretty doesn't compete for spring, only reports spring. "I'm talking about the early spring of plum blossoms. However, as far as I personally feel, the first thing to wake up all things should be the willow tree!
Just when the cold air of the earth is still unwilling to withdraw from the stage, and most plants are still in a dormant state, the willow tree has keenly captured the first faint wisp of spring between heaven and earth, and a tender green and light white bud has quietly emerged on the slender branches, like the weak and strong beak of a chick, bravely pecking through the barrier of twilight, and happily telling people: a beautiful spring is coming!
The willow buds are as big as the eye of the needle, from the size of millet to the size of mung beans...... Little by little, it puffed up and unfurled its delicate leaves. After a spring rain, the willow branches with fine leaves gradually floated up the green skirt, which was surprisingly fresh. The wind blew gently, the trees were sprinkled, and the vast spring color unfolded in this way.
Freshly sprouted willow branches, soft and tender green. When I was a child, I often folded a few pieces from the tree with my friends, twisted them back and forth with my hands a few times, and after the willow bark and willow pole were completely disconnected, I pinched one end and gently pulled out the willow pole, and a hollow willow pipe was left in my hand. Then scrape off the outer skin of the slightly thicker end of the willow tube with your fingernails, and then pinch it a little flattened, and a small willow flute is made. Moisten it with some saliva, and blow with interest, and the crisp and gentle spring song wafts around.
Willow is the spring of birth, fresh, clean, pure, full of infinite hope. In particular, the scenery of "thousands of willows in the spring breeze", no matter from which angle, is graceful and colorful, and no other plant can replace it. If there is no green willow tree, there will be no spring charm. As the most persistent dancer under the blue sky, the beauty of willow is not only in the momentary amazement.
When the willow ears are ripe, the fluttering catkins fluttering with the breeze, and the morning smoke, curling Nana, will be surrounded by spring clouds and mist. In the summer, the weeping willow green silk that blows in the wind, just like a paintbrush painting on the surface of the river, not only adds a lot of beauty to the rural scenery, but also uses their bodies to benefit people.
I remember that there was an old willow by the river pond not far from my home, and I have been standing there for as long as I can remember. The trunk of the tree is thicker than the footbasin, and the shade of the tree is huge, half of which extends to the middle of the river.
In the scorching summer sun, my playmates and I often go under the willow trees to read, swing, and play games...... The dense willow leaves of the old trees are like a giant umbrella to keep out the strong sunlight, and we have become the shade of the trees. It may be that the willow tree has tender branches and a lot of sap, and in my impression, they are the most popular. Especially on the old willow, it is even more multipolar. Arranged along the branches, densely packed, throw a brick, you can smash a few. Naturally, it became a regular entertainment activity for us during the summer vacation.
The willow tree in autumn returns from the promise. Even if the leaves are a little yellow, gradually withering, and dedicated to the earth, they will still play a golden harvest symphony for heaven and earth in the autumn sun.
The willow trees in the cold winter wax moon, although the scenery is no longer there, but it is still the responsibility to protect the soil. In the midst of the blizzard, they persevered, like mighty guards, guarding their beautiful homeland.
Perhaps it is the willow that has enriched the personality of the four seasons with warmth in the stretch of time, so that although they do not have bright and scorching flowers to show off, and they lack the majestic posture of the arrogant man to show, but because they are not inferior to the charm of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, they not only let the ancient and modern people linger for it, but also put them into poems and paintings, and also soothe the feelings of ordinary people for thousands of years.
In the early spring of last year, taking advantage of the fine weather, I couldn't help but go out after a few days at home and walked along the river embankment next to the community. But I saw a row of soft willows under the bright spring sun, moistened by the gurgling river, and the blue sky and white clouds, like a dream. The soft green in the cold of Ruoli, and the birdsong that wakes up and sleeps, instantly evokes the melodious and graceful willow flute sound in my memory, so clear.
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Author: Zhong Sui
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