水与花相携,没有相约,只是相遇,没有言传,只是相惜。花的妩媚和水的柔情。在这个季节美到极致,遥看花瓣渐行渐远,竟有些许的陶醉。
Water and flowers together, no date, just meet, no words, just cherish each other. The charm of flowers and the tenderness of water. In this season, the beauty reaches the acme. Seeing the petals from afar, I feel a little intoxicated.
初夏,找一份宁静的环境。吟诗一首,念旧一段,抒写一抹情怀;水过有痕,雁过留声,演绎一段光阴;品茗一盏,听音一曲,寻求一己知音。
Early summer, find a quiet environment. Recite a poem, recite an old paragraph, express a touch of feelings; Water has a mark, wild goose has a voice, deducing a period of time; Enjoy a cup of tea, listen to a song and seek a bosom friend.
当初夏的清风掠过明月,拂过树梢,院子里的月季花盛开了。花儿开在我的窗前,飘来阵阵清香。连蝴蝶也驻足不前,那轻盈的飞翔仿佛夏夜掠过的梦境。
When the early summer breeze swept the moon, blowing the treetops, the yard rose in full bloom. Flowers open in front of my window, wafting bursts of fragrance. Even the butterfly also stands still, the light flying is like a dream passing by on a summer night.