四月间,正是万物复苏的好时节。大雁从远方归来,三三两两,或歇于湖畔或游于湖中。经历一冬的漫长,所有的生命似乎都在翘首以盼,迎接春天的来临。
经常被问及最喜于哪一个季节,无一例外,我的选择总会在夏季与冬季之间犹豫不定。我喜欢夏日的风,却更喜欢冬日的雪。但是在经历过了加拿大寒冬之漫长后,最盼望的却成了春日的暖阳。直至四月,这里除了松树和院子里小草一点点稀疏的绿意,其他仍然是一番萧瑟的景象,与印象中家乡的春天截然不同。家乡的春天,柳絮飞扬,走在路上时难免被柳絮糊的满脸都是。还记得小潢河畔,亭亭垂柳随风摇曳。乡间小路旁,大片大片金黄灿烂的油菜花散发着春天的独特气息。偶尔一两只蝴蝶嬉闹其间,无处不散发着春日的色彩。屋前那棵腊梅花的枝头也早已绿意点点,附近的邻居经常将自家的被褥放在腊梅树下。在日落之时再将盛满阳光气味的被褥收回家去,相信被阳光包围一定能使梦乡更加香甜吧。与之对比,加拿大的四月让人不禁想问:“春天何时到来”。
加拿大的冬天无疑是漫长而寒冷的了。大概是雪花光临的日子太久了些吧,所以我们都希望这”没有尽头“的冬天赶快结束。虽然如此,可我还是忘不掉这厚厚的雪花带给我们的快乐。雪下的厚时,我们为雪人装扮、看雪花飞舞。雪下的薄时,听着踏雪时的咯吱声,鞋底踩出一个个”奇形怪状“的小兔子。当然这些有趣的事情对于松鼠小黑就没有那么友好了,因为雪地上一串串的小脚印早已将它的行踪暴露无疑。我只能说每一个季节都拥有自己独特的魅力所在,因为严冬太漫长所以暖春才会被更加期盼吧。世间万物的来去都有他的时间,季节也一样。我能做的也就只能是珍惜眼前所拥有的,而不是在失去之后兀自怀念。
提起冬天,总能让我想起屋前的那棵腊梅花树。它在寒冬之际独自盛开,而不在春季与百花争艳。方圆几十米总能闻到一阵幽幽清香。俗话说“不经寒风吹刺骨,哪得梅花扑鼻香”。不仅腊梅,世间的万事万物不都是如此吗?倘若腊梅就此为严冬所折服,那么冬天则会少了一份清雅。可是,要知道这份清雅也不是那么容易得来的。面临着严峻的环境时,何不试着克服它,创造出一番新天地呢?腊梅盛开在树梢之上,点点金黄在这神圣洁白的世界中显得更加娇美。
阳光穿透云层尽数洒在大地上。冬季纵然寒冷漫长,但是春天终将到来。改掉不好的习惯固然困难,但是当克服过后你会发现,所做的一切都是值得的。斜阳西照,希望暮光之中的你我是更好的自己。
April is a good time for all things to recover. Wild geese come back from afar, in twos or threes, resting by the lake or swimming in the lake. After a long winter, all life seems to be looking forward to the arrival of spring.
I'm often asked which season I like best, and without exception, my choice is always hesitant between summer and winter. I like summer wind, but I like winter snow more. But after the long winter in Canada, what I look forward to most is the warm sun of spring. Until April, except for the sparse greenery of the pine trees and the grass in the yard, the rest is still a bleak scene, completely different from the spring in my hometown. In the spring of my hometown, catkins are flying, and when I walk on the road, I will inevitably be covered with catkins all over my face. I still remember the Xiaohuang River, the pavilions of weeping willows swaying in the wind. Along the country road, large swathes of golden and splendid rape blossoms exude the unique atmosphere of spring. Occasionally one or two butterflies frolic in the middle, and the colors of spring are everywhere. The branches of the plum tree in front of the house are already green, and the neighbors often put their own bedding under the plum tree. At sunset, take the futon filled with the smell of sunshine back home, I believe that being surrounded by sunshine will definitely make the dreamland more sweet. In contrast, April in Canada makes one wonder: "When will spring come?"
Canadian winters are undoubtedly long and cold. It's probably because the snowflakes have been around for too long, so we all hope that this "endless" winter will end soon. Even so, I still can't forget the happiness that this thick snowflake brings us. When the snow is thick, we dress up the snowman and watch the snowflakes fly. When the snow was thin, listening to the squeak when stepping on the snow, the soles of the shoes stepped out of a "weird-shaped" little rabbit. Of course, these interesting things are not so friendly to Squirrel Black, because a series of small footprints on the snow have long exposed its whereabouts. I can only say that each season has its own unique charm, because the harsh winter is too long, so the warm spring will be more expected. All things in the world come and go in their time, and so do the seasons. All I can do is cherish what I have in front of me, instead of missing it after losing it.
Speaking of winter, it always reminds me of the winter plum tree in front of the house. It blooms alone in the winter, instead of competing with the flowers in the spring. In a radius of dozens of meters, you can always smell a faint fragrance. As the saying goes, "no plum blossoms are fragrant without a biting cold wind". Not only Lamei, isn't everything in the world like this? If Lamei is convinced by the harsh winter, then there will be less elegance in winter. However, you must know that this elegance is not so easy to come by. When faced with a tough environment, why not try to overcome it and create something new? The plum blossoms bloom above the treetops, and a little bit of gold looks even more beautiful in this holy and white world.
The sun pierced through the clouds and sprinkled on the ground. The winter is long and cold, but spring will come. It's hard to break a bad habit, but when you get over it, you'll find that everything you do is worth it. The setting sun shines in the west, I hope you and I in the twilight are better me.
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