1. In early spring and February, the snow and ice in the shade of trees have not completely melted, and the chill in winter has not completely disappeared. However, the willow has pulled out green branches and spit out clusters of green buds to welcome the arrival of the spring girl. Look, its long, soft branches are swaying leisurely on the calm lake, and its movements are so light and gentle. They lined up neatly and welcomed Miss Chun with beautiful dance! "I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." I can't help reciting this poem.
2. In February, with an ancient and rich flavor of the year, it took only two days to tear down the closing curtain of the twelfth lunar month, turn the following days into cheerful and beating notes, and compose a love song with the change of winter and spring seasons on the music score of the first month.
The spring breeze in February is like scissors. It cut out the new clothes of the earth overnight, as if the mountains turned green again. Spring is the god of mountains and rivers, and the spring breeze glows with the youth and elegance of mountains and rivers. Is spring really here? Snowflakes in my hometown of Shan Ye wrote a letter to you in winter, asking February to bring some warm spring information. The spring breeze makes the mountains and rivers green your body. That night, I dreamed of you, and spring came back to me. It rained in Mao Mao for another day and night, and I began to believe that you never left. In this land where everything was born, we love each other. In February, we cut out the beautiful spring scenery of the year, giving admirers a new caress.
4. At the end of February, snowflakes fell magnificently in the early morning sky, and the gloomy sky in the field was dotted with snowflakes, which was sporadic at first; Slowly filled the whole ground and awakened the sleeping people. A gust of wind blew and it snowed even harder.
In May and February, the Chinese New Year is coming again. We put a red peach symbol on the lintel in February so that she can reflect the prosperity of the whole year. Let colorful firecrackers wrapped in costumes ignite the passion of February, and let her sing the carols of the years with the accompaniment of "crackling" music.
6. Quiet February is the season when the earth warms up and spring blossoms. The arrival of this snow seems to interrupt the joy. Although this weather is not as cold as winter, it undoubtedly adds a little frustration and trouble to those who have just shed a layer of cotton-padded clothes. However, there are also many people who love snow. It snows quietly, pushing the door open, and the joy is more than amazing. It seems to be a comfort to the lack of snow in the past winter.
I like willow in July and February, because it is the messenger of spring. In early spring and February, the ice and snow have not melted, and the chill in the middle of winter has not completely disappeared, but clusters of green buds have been exposed to welcome the arrival of the spring girl. Look, they are dancing? Long, soft branches gently brushed on the calm lake, so light and gentle. "I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors." I can't help reading it.
Although the wind in August and February is cold and cheerless, it is no longer biting, the temperature is shallow and soft, and the air is filled with a touch of spring. Clouds in February sometimes cover the sky like translucent curtains, but they don't look gloomy; Sometimes it floats in the sky like a fluffy and light cotton ball, flowing with leisure and leisure; Sometimes there are no clouds, the sky is clear, blue and far away ... She is decorating the February sky with the freehand brushwork of Chinese painting.
9, February I like the snow in February, like its pure white silence, giving people peace and indifference; I like it fresh and refined, and don't walk with the stain of the world; I prefer its elegance and freedom. Whispering words linger in my ears, and the quiet February carries the sadness of parting. In this flowerless weather in February, snowflakes are just a foil and still rustle.
10, plum blossoms have fallen in dust in February, and snowflakes, roses and fireworks are gorgeous in February. The long-lost snowflake, fluttering and spreading, bleached February's forehead with a pure gesture, and painted a poetic stroke on February's canvas with the romance that "snow is too late for spring, so wearing a garden tree is a spring flower"; Roses came all the way from the south and rushed to the street on Valentine's Day, indulging in the deep red in the blood vessels, painting each petal affectionately, waiting for spoony men and women to express their love with flowers; Fireworks "crackle" lights up the night sky of the Lantern Festival, and interprets a beautiful life with a moment of gorgeous bloom.
1 1 and soon after February, several spring thunder arrived as scheduled, awakening some sleeping spring. After a rain in Mao Mao, spring becomes thicker and deeper: trees are greener and brighter, flowers are brighter, and the spring breeze is warmer and warmer, just like the thunder from hibernating insects.
12, February, winter goes and spring comes. The vast snowfield washed away the lead and the noise and chaos of the world. No worries and disputes, just want to watch quietly. Suddenly a snowflake fell in my heart, cold. When I came to my senses, the tree that was about to sprout outside the window was covered with snow. Snow, slowly getting smaller, all hopes will be vividly portrayed and blossom in the hope of spring.
13, February, Jiangnan is my dream water town. Those stories about meeting became the most beautiful first meeting there. Bluestone alley, oiled paper umbrella and lilac girl are all ancient legends. In February in Jiangnan, I came to see your different elegance, and then I engraved my memories in my heart.
14/February, the kiss of the spring breeze melted the frozen soil, and the grass that had slept for a winter woke up in the beginning of spring solar terms, rubbing its sleepy eyes, quietly sticking its head out, gracefully blending into the hazy beauty of "the grass is near but not far away", and silently interpreting the tenacity and strength of vitality with the tenacity of "wildfire starts a prairie fire and the spring breeze blows high".
/kloc-in February of 0/5, I walked beside her. Green buds, new life and lovely green life make our city more beautiful and full of vitality. Look, they are more like jade wrapped in a green line, which makes the weeping willows, which are already very energetic, covered with a layer of green gauze, which makes people think.
16, February, in my hometown, I saw patches of snow for the first time. Although there are no tiles piled up to cover the roof, it is already an exciting thing that snow falls in such a low county. So, be content.
17, the spring breeze in February faded the grayish brown of willow winter clothes with green, and gradually softened the slender waist of the branches, making the buds a little plump. Unconsciously, they quietly poured goose yellow on the branches, making his jasper look like a tree with 10 thousand green stripes hanging down. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. The beautiful artistic conception is vividly interpreted in "Branches in February".
/kloc-in February of 0/8, the northern country was wrapped in silver, and the enchanting south country was already a small plum blossom. Standing in the south of China, I say to you, Jiangnan, I'm coming. You see, the tenderness in my eyes is the warmest sentence that a northern woman praises February and describes a beautiful sentence in early spring.
19, after a spring rain in February, the beautiful winter jasmine bloomed more beautifully. From a distance, flowers are like small speakers. Look carefully, each flower consists of six petals with a thin stamen in the middle. Its color is bright yellow,
20, February, the light is dim, and you are lazy. You are still lurking in your narrow chest in the spring of February. The sun turns around and reaches the space in your heart in an infinitely warm moment. Bring flowers, birds' songs, and unfold beautiful pictures, waiting for you to wander. Time has shrunk, so it's set on a warm day in February. If you are brave, please wait at the first frog call.
2 1, the spring breeze in February, ringing the green bell, flying a kite, holding the tenderness with a thread, drunk in February.
22. In February, I came to Jiangnan, bringing infatuation and northland purity, and the purest words of a woman. Will you listen? It only takes a warm afternoon to melt all the snow in my heart, and then I will gently guard a warmth and persistence.
23. The winter jasmine in February is the messenger of spring, also called primrose. It is neither as red as a rose nor as yellow as a marigold. Its small and exquisite appearance makes people love it.
24. In early spring and February, Baihua is still sleeping soundly. Yingchun sticks to her sincere responsibility and comes to the world like an angel, opening the vitality of youth and releasing freedom, simplicity and faith. "Spring brings prosperity to everything-"I like this deliberately described sentence. Spring, like sunshine, air and rivers, has never taken anything from human beings, but has made some selfless contributions!
25. In February, looking along the north bank of Hebei, the scenery has shown a light green color. In addition to willow, evergreen and rose, flowers and plants that have never been named also spit out new buds. Under the call of the spring breeze, coming back in a few days will definitely make this scenic spot a light green and decorate it with spring and splendor. The old man silently basking in the sun on the pavilion and the fisherman in a quiet place by the river are the most patient people in spring. At noon, they have no intention of going home. Bathed in the warmth of the sun, spring firmly settled in my heart, far away from the residual cold and loneliness.
26. In February, when it was warm and cold, clusters of bright green leaves appeared in the winter jasmine in the crevice of the river, and brilliant florets grew. Flowers are layer by layer, with stamens scattered in the middle. In the sun, it looks like a delicate face, smiling so brightly, because you inadvertently bloom and start the whole spring. ...
27, February, delicate and charming red roses, shyly holding the hand of my lover, February is like apricot flowers, leading everything from winter to spring, giving pride to Chimonanthus praecox, leaving beauty to peach blossoms, only wearing plain clothes, secretly fragrant, February passed by me and walked beside me, like a spring breeze blowing off apricot flowers, turning into spring mud, becoming silent.
28. In February, the fitness corridor, which was silent for a winter, gradually entered a noisy season. Those outdoor groups, riding mountain sports cars with different styles, bathed in sunshine and absorbed the energy of spring, shuttled through the fitness corridor of this small town and became an upward landscape. Not long ago, the frozen water was still rippling in the blue waves. Looking east at the steel bridge, there are several boats floating along the S-shaped water surface, which is so leisurely.
In the afternoon of February, there was no telephone. Sitting in the lobby of Chaoyang, I want to polish the manuscript that has been put on hold for a long time, but I feel a little lazy because the afternoon is too quiet and the sun is too warm. I just closed my eyes and bathed in the long-lost sunshine, stranded all my troubles and let my body and mind soak in the warm sunshine. In an instant, I was awakened by the charming spring scenery in some hazy drunkenness.
30. February is a good season for weeping willows to sprout new buds. Her green shoots, slender branches and brown and black branches make up an elegant willow tree. Her graceful posture attracted countless people to stop and watch carefully in front of her, which was intoxicating. For millions of years, many scholars have praised her beauty, such as "Jasper decorated trees, thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hanging down." How beautiful. How many literati praised her spiritual quality.
3 1, in early spring and February, it was a drizzle, and the willows sucked the dew of spring and pulled out the tender yellow buds from the long dark green wicker. Seen from a distance, the willow tree looks like a young girl, with long hair hanging down and swaying in the breeze. The lovely swallow hovers among the willow branches, as if dancing for the willow. Some children break wicker to make small whistles and play songs they listen to. Some children make small straw hats out of wicker, which is very beautiful.
32. The lazy time in February slipped away in the whirling, and the figure of her mother-in-law in the sunshine on the street was the most pleasant and bleak February in Jiangnan. Occasionally, spring breeze like scissors can't touch the warm February. Those memories about you are mottled in my eyes at the moment.
33. The winter jasmine in February has yellow flowers, which is so beautiful. You see, this flower is not big, only four or five petals. The branches of this flower are long and tired, and the branches are drooping. Beautiful petals stretch on the hanging branches, so much that they almost cover the branches. Buds on the branches are in bud. What a beautiful combination of green branches and yellow flowers! Winter jasmine is not as gorgeous as Chinese rose, as attractive as jasmine and as colorful as chrysanthemum. But it is not afraid of the cold and cold wind, and it is the first to report the coming of spring to people, adding golden luster to everyone. ...
34. In February, faint apricot blossoms bloom on the street corner. Passers-by in a hurry were surprised, but they were slightly reddish, breaking the ice in their hearts. The grass quietly showed its buds and welcomed her with spring breeze and reluctant snowflakes. The festive atmosphere of the New Year, like a warm current, flows in February, warming everyone and brewing love all winter.
35. In February, when there are patches of snowflakes on the grass and the yellow grass is still swaying in the cold wind, small yellow flowers bloom on the grass, which is the winter jasmine. Huang Cancan's winter jasmine, clusters, clusters, more than a dozen flowers together, open on the green branches. When the flowers are still asleep, the winter jasmine has already opened a smiling face. They are closely connected with each other and proudly open in the cold wind of early spring.
36. In February, I kissed Jiangnan with the gentlest gesture and turned myself into an Iraqi in the depths of the water. When you land like an angel, the awakened grass and soft branches whisper. Those stories about the romantic Tang Dynasty have filled this February.
37. In February, the air was still filled with the smell of snow, but the strong grass had braved some sporadic new green in this spring-like morning. Much like a finely carved emerald dotted on the upper layer of khaki, it still has a retro charm. Chimonanthus praecox is not withered, but red berries are still blooming sporadically. Is this the signal of spring brought by nature? Narcissus is still wrapped in a green bud, and it seems that it is in no hurry to get out. Is it still spring? I only know that this winter is colder than in previous years, but why haven't I heard that spring will come to the world with the sign of "being late"?
In February of March and August of the lunar calendar, the paulownia tree has almost dropped trumpet-shaped clusters of flowers, giving birth to palm-sized paulownia leaves. The silver-gray trunk is straight, and the top of the tree has three branches and two branches, forming a perfect arc, and the branches are upward.
39. With this painting, I seem to have walked powerfully in spring. Although the scenery in early spring and February is not the most beautiful scenery in the four seasons, although few people think about its significance, I love it, simple and sincere.
40. In the morning of February, it was quiet for a long time, and time passed for a long time. Compared with ordinary people, this sudden morning in Chun Xue has no special significance. Perhaps, in their view, it's just a little cheap snow, which comes at a bad time and makes people really helpless. They had to dig out the thick winter clothes they had just changed and walk on the snowy street in February with their necks narrowed, cursing something in their hearts. Snow, however, cools into clothes and becomes a warm heart.
4 1 and February get used to an atmosphere and fall in love with a life, then everything will change imperceptibly, either thin or warm. Like snowflakes flying all over the sky, with their own purity, they have influenced thousands of people in the world and shone on the hearts of every passerby. Like a bird that suddenly jumps up, whether you like it or not, you can't help but be surprised. ...
42, February, what a good color, swirl; What a nice sunshine, hard and bright. When I entered the spring, the spring had not yet woken up: the branches of small trees stretched out into the sky bit by bit. When I leave spring, I will be covered with paint: tiny eyebrows on my arms, waist and feet and secret thoughts. When my wooden comb combs my long hair, my hairpins are purplish, like a bowl of flowers. Children in this spring, you can never escape: all you need is a hair clasp, and you are my makeup without a bun.
43. The spring flowers in February have not yet appeared, and the snowflakes in February have gone with the wind. In the February wind, it floats at will, night after night. Thinking of a prelude to a piano piece is like having no land, which makes people feel crisp, soft and lazy. They forgot about past lives and just wanted to be themselves now, immersed in a woman's affection.
44. In February, the buds of spring are growing quietly, the clouds are becoming milder, the wind is not so cold, and the sunshine is getting warmer. The Spring Festival holiday has just quietly left in the hustle and bustle of the Lantern Festival, and the early spring sunshine comes quietly with smart notes. The moving flute came in early spring and February, and the scenery was beautiful, charming and moving, and the stretched notes smiled. In the air, lemon smells noble and has voltage. In February, slender fingers rippled the guzheng and xylophone in the bamboo forest, which was cool to the world. In February, I picked up the stream and wiped my face. Elegant warm air blows across my face.
45, the soft wind in February, especially beaming. Perhaps there is a pair of poet's hands, carrying on the passion accumulated in winter, and the soft wind is elegant and gentle, gently brushing the eyebrows. The boundless mind is carried away by the gentle wind, where I miss you deeply. The mountain is bending, the water is extending, and a candle shines beautifully in the soft wind. Sunglow likes water color, jumps into mountains and lakes at once, and swims naked through one beautiful lake after another. The gentle wind holds a rootless flower and meditates in the quiet blue, which also awakens the girl's dream. What a gentle wind, floating over February.
46. The memory of February has been engraved in Gao Ding's poem "Village Residence" in Qing Dynasty: "The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind. " Whenever the memory of spring floats in my mind, the scenes of early spring and February will come to my mind: lush grass, the chirping of Oriole, the swaying of willows, the curling smoke, and rural children flying kites. ...
47. February is like an ink painting, with no color, only the depth of ink. True spring, like colorful gouache, is only outlined with thin lines, not rendered with pen and ink. Boldly express the visual enjoyment that spring brings to people with large pieces of color. Powder is like sunset, red is like fire, and green is like jade, which makes people shine. In spring, it seems that these three colors have basically changed. However, I didn't mean to vent my dissatisfaction with another kind of spring, nor did I say that this kind of spring is hypocritical.
48, February, the scenery of a season within reach! I looked up, and the sky seemed to have a gray color different from that in winter. This is a mysterious color. The hazy light blue was rubbed into the shallow lotus root, mixed with a hint of goose yellow. Sometimes it looks transparent, and sometimes it is mixed with a little blur. The sky in early spring and February is like a shy girl. What does she have in mind? What kind of mood does it represent every time it is clear or rainy in Wan Li? Did she convey to us a feeling of life and the true meaning of life?
49. The ice and snow melted in February, and love moistened the dry heart and warmed the lonely heart in the dripping spring. Love is in February, when leaves are sprouting and flowers are in bud. Love is between leaves and buds, making barren land green and the empty sky bright. Love is in February, the spring breeze is rippling, love is in each other's hands, the spring breeze kisses your smiling face and my smiling face, and happiness permeates each other's breasts. Love is in February, you and I are together, and love is between wrinkles and white hair. A wrinkle lasts a lifetime, and a gray hair lasts a lifetime.
50. In February, the grass that had slept in the ground for a winter has awakened. They stretched out their hands and relaxed their waists, and their tender, yellow-green heads emerged from the soil. The breeze gently brushed it, and the occasional drizzle soaked it. Facing the spring sunshine, the peach tree showed a shy smile. Pear trees are full of colorful flowers, like a beautiful white pear flower rain, sweet and full of breath. Begonia flowers are in full bloom, delicate and charming as fire ... The agility of all things comes in March when the grass grows wild and the flowers bloom.