Chapter 3 life of love

Come on, dear!Let's go to the wilderness!The ice and snow have melted, life has awakened from dreamland, and spring is swaying in river valleys and hillsides.go!Let's follow the traces left by spring in the vast fields; go!Let's go up to the mountain and look around at the sea-like Cuiwei. what!Clothes that were folded and put away on a winter night are now being unrolled in the spring morning.So the peach and apple trees are dressed up like brides of "Gadir Night"; the vines wake up, and the vines are twisted like lovers hugging each other; the stream dances among the rocks, humming a song , flowing through the deep; flowers bloom from the heart of nature, like waves gushing from the sea.

Come!Let us drink up the remaining rain tears from the daffodil's wine glass; let us listen to the singing of the birds, and feel refreshed; let us breathe the fragrance of the spring breeze, and be intoxicated. Let us sit under the rock where the violets are hidden, and kiss each other in love. Come on, dear!Let's go to the fields!Harvest season has arrived!The crops are ripening under the benevolent rays of the sun.Come on!Let not the birds and ants get ahead of us when we are tired, and carry all the grain from our fields.go!Let us gather the fruits of the earth, as the spirit gathers the happy fruits of the faithful seeds that love sows in our hearts; let us fill our coffers with the produce of the field, as life fills the barns of our affections.

Come on, my sweethearts!Let's cover the blue sky, lay the grass, and rest our heads on a bundle of soft hay. After a hard day's work, let us lie down and rest, listening to the warm and humid creek in the valley under the moon. Honey, let's go to the vineyard!Squeezing grapes into juice and putting them in the wine field seems to store the wisdom and philosophy of generations in the heart.Let us collect dried fruits and extract the fragrance of flowers, even if the flowers and fruits die, we can still be fragrant in the world... Let us return to our lodgings; for the leaves are yellow, and the wind-blown leaves are blowing about, as if to cover the dead flowers that die of sorrow in saying farewell to summer.let's go!The flock of birds has already flown to the coast, they have taken away the life in the garden, leaving only the jasmine and wild chrysanthemum alone, so they shed their unfinished tears on the ground.

Let's go back!The brook has ceased to sing, the spring has drained its tears of joy, and the hill has shed its finery.let's go, my dear!Nature has already danced with sleepy eyes, and sang a tragic and moving song to bid farewell to sobriety! Come near me, my lifelong companion!Don't let the breath of ice and snow separate our bodies.Please sit beside me, before this fire!Fire is the delicious fruit of winter.Talk to me about the prospects for future generations!Because my ears are tired of hearing the sighs of the wind and all kinds of mourning.Close all doors and windows!Because seeing the angry face of the weather makes me sad and sad, and seeing a mother who lost her son sitting in the snow and ice in City Oak makes me sad and worried.My wife, add some oil to the lamp!It almost went out.Move the lamp to your face!Let me watch the shadows that the long night draws on your face.Bring wine, let's pour and drink while recalling the lost youth.

Come near me, come near me, dear!The fire had died out, and ash had nearly covered it.Hug me!The lights had gone out, and it was pitch black.what!Old wine makes our eyelids heavy.look at me again!With your sleepy eyes.hug me!Before the Sandman returned his arms and hugged me tightly.kiss me!Ice and snow have conquered everything, but your kiss is still so warm and passionate... Ah, dear!How deep is the sea of ​​sleep!Ah, how far away is the morning...in this world!