晨风如歌,诗韵流香搁浅

作者:辛潇蕊人气:223更新:2021-07-15 14:10:05

  我喜欢这样的清晨 ,喜欢被晨风包裹的感觉,柔柔的,像晨曦里的一尺轻纱 ,微微的凉 ,淡淡的爽。

  我喜欢这样的感觉,喜欢晨风里那如诗如画的景致,月色渐渐沉去 ,暖融融的朝阳被晨风托起,天空与大地被远处的云霞衔接,远近的山川 ,大小的河流,每一处景致都仿佛是一位待妆的姑娘 。

  我喜欢每一缕晨风,每一缕晨风都是唯一的 ,不同的质感和温度,足够让你体会到什么是宁静与安详。

  喜欢,就是这样的感觉 ,有时候,就象在读一本书,一本刚刚出版的诗集 ,一本爱不释手的经典。

  晨风 ,装帧着它的封面,黎明便是永远也写不完的序言,那些被小心轻放的光阴 ,在晨风里总是散发着淡淡的清香,仿佛,关于情 ,关于爱,忘不了的都是那最初的心动,爱情也好 ,友情也好,美好的记忆总会在老地方重逢,依依不舍的永远都是割舍不下的血脉亲情 。

  晨风与晨风 ,没有什么不同,不同的只是四季而已 。

  三月,杨柳初绿 ,春暖花开 ,晨风把和熙的阳光赐予了大地,十月,风吹麦黄 ,稻谷飘香,清爽的晨风在秋色里涤荡。

  如果,再把温柔的夜色比作慈爱的母亲 ,晨风便是她的儿女;如果,你愿做一枚露珠,晨风就愿为你开启梦的征程………

  晨风如歌 ,歌声里飘来了那朗朗的读书声,声声入耳,是希望 ,更是梦想,那清脆的歌声,久久地在耳畔回响 ,一字 ,一句,都刻着年轻的诗行,都洋溢着青春的力量。

  我爱晨风 ,爱它如诗如画的韵味,爱它为我们开启了一个又一个崭新的黎明 。

  来吧!打开你的门窗,让我们携手走在晨风里 ,与风同舞,舞出我们的精彩!舞出我们的希望!

英译版本:

I like this morning, I like to be packaged by the morning wind, soft, like a feet in the morning, slightly cool, faint cool.

I like this feeling, I like the picturesque scenery in the morning wind, the moon color gradually sinks, the warmth of the sun is attacked by the morning wind, the sky is connected to the Yunxia from the distance, far close The mountain, the size of the river, every scenery seems to be a girl with a makeup.

I like every morning wind, every morning wind is unique, different textures and temperatures, enough to make you feel peace and peace.

like this, it is like this, sometimes, like reading a book, a poem that has just been published, a classic that love does not release.

Morning wind, foil with its cover, dawn is always a preamble, and those who are careful and light, always exudes a faint fragrance in the morning wind, as if, about love About love, I can't forget is the first first heart, love is good, friendship is good, the beautiful memory will meet in the old place, and the reluctance will always be the blood of the blood.

Morning wind and morning wind, there is nothing different, different is just four seasons.

March, Yang Liuchun is green, spring blossoms, morning winds have given the earth, October, wind blowing whey yellow, rice fragrance, refreshing morning wind in autumn colors.

If, then the gentle night is better than the mother, the morning wind is her children; if you want to be a dew, the morning wind is willing to open a dream for you .........

The morning wind is like a song, the song floats, the sound of the Lang Lang, the sound is coming, it is hope, but also a dream, the crisp song, echo, a word, one sentence, one, Engraved in the young poetry, all over the power of youth.

I love the morning wind, love it like a picturesque charm, love it to open another new dawn.

Come on! Open your doors and windows, let us work in the morning wind, dance with the wind, dance our wonderful! Dancing our hopes!

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