I broke through the March, heading towards beauty—

1. Xiao Miao Yellow Sand Sky Ten Thousand Li

In memory, in such a spring, it seems like a long, long time since I've seen such weather.

In the morning, I pulled open the windows of my bedroom and felt the gloomy weather; coming to the balcony, I looked out and saw the sky covered in gray sand. I told my wife, 'There's yellow sand.'

Wearing a mask to work, walking on the road, the whole city was covered in yellow sand, hazy and ethereal, as if in the mist, but without the dampness and emptiness of mist, only gray. The passersby seemed to not care about the weather being sand or rain, one after another they ran on the road of survival, but I had more emotions.

As for the falling yellow sand, it seems like a very, very long time ago. —Perhaps it rained and fell yellow sand last year or the year before, but I've been busy in the past two years and missed appreciating its beauty.

In memory, the most clear yellow sand is in my childhood. At that time, I was still in junior high school in a small town, when the yellow sand came together, it was considered a special thing, always thinking it came from the sky with rain. Because of ignorance, so curious, so imagined a lot of beautiful fantasies. My mother said, 'When there's yellow sand, don't eat it, it's not good for your health.' But for me, how often can I see yellow sand, I wanted to get closer to it, I didn't even think about it hurting myself. When I saw yellow sand in my childhood, I thought 'Yellow sand battles through gold armor, never returning to Luhans, never breaking through the tower' – I always thought there was a certain time and place, a certain brilliance waiting for me to grow up.

Finally grown up, seeing yellow sand again, I only felt ten thousand li of sky and earth, without sadness or worry, only the spreadsheet in today's table could be filled in when it was time.

2. Xiao Lou Overnight Listen to Wind and Rain

I woke up late, fortunately no one called to ask about work early in the morning, this is really a quick thing.

I ran to the yard and saw the lazy and lazy sunshine. Last night's rain had disappeared without a trace. My mood was opened up in the sunshine, feeling that everything was so beautiful, if it were Saturday, I believe my inner happiness would be stronger.

I smoked in the yard, wanting to breathe more sunlight.

Looking around, it was as if this was a paradise on earth. The houses were built into the mountains, scattered and scattered in the shade of trees; farmland crossed the roads, nestled in the shade of trees; spring green, spring red, spring pink, from far to near, echoed each other. A small river divided the village into two parts, the river water was shallow and rippled gently, children walked back and forth on the riverbanks without hurry or delay, three or two groups of children walked around together.

I especially love this yard, standing in the countryside, leisurely in the quiet. In one corner of the yard, a small piece of land was opened up, planted with seasonal vegetables, and now it was full of green. That patch of peas bloomed with a few white flowers, looking up at the rising sun, seemingly opening in pure innocence, in the years of hardship, in the wind and rain, it is beautiful.

Suddenly, I remembered Wang Mian wrote in 'White Plum' : Suddenly one night, a fragrance spread out, spanning ten thousand li of spring.

This small yard, in the sunshine, is probably a corner of my heart's paradise, filled with the fragrance of spring.

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