亲亲故乡散文

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亲亲故乡散文


Roadside rhododendron, scattered on the green grass. That little bit of Yinghong like a splash-ink landscape paintings of the bloom, rendering for this is full of Chinese art and the conservation of the picture. If the home is compared to a passionate girl, then these cuckoos is that she goes Binbian of the most beautiful ornaments of the.
Picking up a Youzhi San, Duo's that complicated era, has witnessed numerous wind and rain bridge, as if the feeling of deja vu; spring wind was blowing, Yang Liu Yiyi, in front of everything reminds me of the Broken Bridge on the White Snake and Xu Xian of the lingering story. Today, standing on the stone bridge hometown, my heart was filled with the slightest, the pragmatic and light strands.
Spring Surface Wind in the Willows is not cold, yes, and the genial breeze spring breeze, watching the play fighting over the fish under the bridge, incessant babble of flowing water; I can not help but puts on a "Dove tone."
The performance of hometown atmosphere of the town for that different style of huts, they are densely located together; black and white, color, clear and orderly. Needless to say, crooked cobblestone paths, but also not to mention the vicissitudes of life after Natiao old wooden doors, folks alone to discuss a bowl of clear, sweet well water, then enough to make me drunk, too. This picture, not that poem by Tao Lu You's "from now on, if by Xu Xian and crabs at night stick without deduction Gate" in the fun?
Mist obscure the distant mountains, as if covered with a layer of mystery; I can only vaguely approximate outline to see it. Obviously Jigen simple lines, but it also seems to be painting misty rain left the straightforward style of writing. Sunset's afterglow is still shining on my hometown, but in the end, it should leave. Passed away a short span of three days of holiday transferred away, and I sadly to Yin Road "softly, I go; as I gently come; I simply pass the Hui, do not take a cloud."
Looking forward to hazy distant mountains, JU springs from a handful of sweet, sentimental feeling the hometown of the man, I mind, only to leave his homeland and that kiss!

路旁的杜鹃,散落在碧绿的草丛里。那点点樱红仿佛是泼墨山水画里的腊梅,渲染着这充满中国艺术气息与涵养的画卷。如果把故乡比作是一位多情的少女,那么这些杜鹃就是她云鬓边最亮丽的饰物了。
撑起一把油纸伞,踱上那充满岁月痕迹,见证了无数风雨的桥,仿佛有似曾相识的感觉;春风拂面,杨柳依依,眼前的一切让我想起断桥上许仙与白娘子的缠绵故事。而今天,站在故乡的石桥上,我心中涌起的却是一丝丝,一缕缕的踏实与轻快。
春面不寒杨柳风,不错的,轻拂着和煦的春风,看着桥下嬉戏争食的游鱼,潺潺不休的流水;我情不自禁地哼起了《斑鸠调》。
故乡的气息表现为那风格不一的古镇木屋,它们密集的坐落在一起;黑白相间,颜色分明,井然有序。不必说那条弯曲的鹅卵石小路,也不必说那条历经沧桑的老木门,单就向乡亲讨一碗清澈甘甜的井水,便足以让我陶醉其中了。这个画面,不就是陆游诗中所道的“从今若许闲乘月,拄杖无时夜扣门”的乐趣吗?
薄雾遮掩着远山,仿佛蒙上了一层神秘的面纱;我只能依稀地看见它的大概轮廓。显然几根简单的线条,却也仿佛是国画烟雨中留下的白描。夕阳的余晖仍然照耀着我的故乡,然而,最终,它也要离去。短短的三天假期转逝而去了,我黯然地吟道“轻轻的,我走了;正如我轻轻地来;我挥一挥衣袖,不带走一片云彩。”
遥望着朦胧的远山,鞠起一捧甘甜的清泉,感受着故乡多情的人儿,我心中留下的只有那亲亲乡情!


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