According to the current weather, Chongqing people should have taken off their heavy cotton-padded jackets and bloated down jackets and put on thin coats to go into battle lightly. As long as beginning of spring is in Chongqing, everything will revive and the earth will warm up: after hibernating, young trees will gently open their eyes and explore green buds; The grass can't wait to jump out and feel the breath of spring; The birds seem to be awake, twittering on the branches, as if they were busy. They all seem to remind people in their own unique ways that spring is coming.
If you want to see flowers in Chongqing, don't wait until May. At that time, you really have to sing the lyrics "Wait until the flowers wither, wait until the flowers wither", because May really withered. In fact, in Chongqing in March, a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty, and no one will give up. I saw the pear blossoms full of trees so elegant; Camellia all over the mountains are so delicate and charming; Pink peach blossoms are so lovely; Even the humble pea flower is so charming in purple. The mountain at this time seems to be an ocean of flowers, which makes you overwhelmed. After reading this, you think of that cluster, you see that cluster, and you run to another one. Big, small, tall and short, from different visions, different angles and different smells, sprint your eyes and nerves and make you indulge in this beautiful picture.
Chongqing is known as the "three furnaces", so summer heat is indispensable. But it's not as dry as Xi 'an, and it's not as humid as Sichuan. Its heat is pure, without any impurities, and it is very durable. Generally at least half a month, there is no upper limit. It's hot in Chongqing during the day and it won't cool down at night, so why do girls here have good skin? I think it's the free sauna every day. Although the weather is sultry, Chongqing people will take advantage of the hot summer to enjoy their different "petty bourgeoisie" life: young people casually eat hot pot and mala Tang in a small shop by the river, with two bottles of iced mountain beer, talking and laughing, playing with each other, and the hearty laughter falls into the river, making the river seem to be laughing; Old people wear sandals and slippers, a simple white shirt and a cattail leaf fan in their hands, so they are comfortable to walk. Noisy children stepped barefoot on the pebbles on the shore and threw them into the water one by one, splashing large and small. Looking from a distance, it seems that a family TV series is being staged, with a unique flavor in warmth and harmony. As night falls, the cool breeze blows gently by the river, and people's fatigue and drowsiness of the day slowly dissipate with this hard-won cool breeze, leaving only the beautiful gratitude given by life.
It is said that there are beautiful women in Chongqing, as long as they are everywhere in the streets and alleys. You see, this "water snake waist", that slender and slender leg, this figure is so hot that you are dazzled. However, all this is because of the continuous mountains, also known as the mountain city of Chongqing. Climbing is obviously a cliche. People in the mountain city have long been used to this tireless climbing. Some aunts stop when they are tired, and take photos with people up and down the street with their hands in their waists, panting. This is the usual practice of lesbians, while it is more convenient for older men to gently take a simple bench and sit in the shade to rest. If you come here, you will notice a strange phenomenon. Few people commute to work by bike, because they are afraid of the embarrassing situation of "sliding down the road and pushing the cart uphill". In Chongqing, you don't have to climb mountains deliberately for fitness and slimming, because there is no need at all. You can enjoy rock climbing at any time, as long as you step out of the house. I think only Chongqing people can enjoy this leisurely life.
The smell of autumn is not strong for Chongqing, except that there is a lot of rain, and there is nothing special about it. Autumn rain is very thin and dense, floating silently, mixed with a little coolness. After the rain, gently push open the window, and the air is filled with fragrance, fresh soil, elegant breath of buttonwood and sweet taste of osmanthus. I feel that this autumn rain seems to have washed away the impetuous spirit of the whole city, leaving only a trace of autumn.
Quietly open the dusty mark, my thoughts seem to be pulled back 1000 years ago in the Tang Dynasty. I vaguely saw an ancient man tossing and turning, unable to sleep, so he had to get up in his clothes and sit by the window alone. It was dark in front of me. Because there is no moonlight, maybe the moon saw the autumn rain raging and didn't know where to hide. The man had to listen carefully to the rain at night, thoughtful and thoughtful. After a long time, he couldn't help shivering. He got up slowly, leaned against the window and whispered: You asked about the untimely return, and the rain rose to the autumn pool in the evening. Why * * * want to cut candles at the west window, but it happened at dusk when it rained? This scene is full of sadness and loneliness, as if my heart was blown by this autumn wind and wet by this autumn rain. ......
Autumn rain has just arrived, and the deepest memory is the winter in1February. As soon as I walked out of the house, I found the whole mountain city shrouded in fog, like an iron bucket, and no place was missed. I was on my way to Green Flag School with some friends. The winding and clear mountain road in the past is now a blur, as if the fog was the magic of the gods in the sky, or like the veil worn by ancient fairies when they came down to earth, which covered the earth with a thick gauze. Naughty, of course, will not let go of the "game" given by nature. We take a deep breath and spit out clouds of fog just for fun. This white fog is so moist and smooth when it blows away. With the passage of time, the sun showed his lovely smiling face and sprinkled it without stint. At this time, we hurried to hold a mass of fog tightly with our hands, only to feel that our palms were cold and gently spread out, and there was nothing. After a while, the fog slowly moved and floated, and the more I felt that the veil became thinner and lighter, and disappeared without a trace.
Curious, in order to solve the mystery of this fog, I specially checked the relevant information. The reason is that two big rivers surround the urban area, and the river water evaporates into the air, so the water vapor in the air is not easy to blow away. When the temperature is low, the cold wind blows, and some water vapor becomes small water droplets floating near the ground with the low temperature, forming fog. Looking back now, the fog still gives me such a subtle and strange feeling. I love this fog, because it grew with me, because it decorated my childhood. ......
There are endless scenery and feelings in my hometown.
When I came to Xi 'an, my mother did not forget to hold a pinch of homeland in her arms, let me take it back to Xi 'an and drink it in the water, and warned me not to forget my homeland. How can I forget this hometown that raised me? Although I haven't visited my hometown again for more than two years, I still love my hometown, my hometown, because I still love it.