in the cold winter, snow is falling, everything is bleak and pedestrians are scarce.
There is a winding stone road beside the rockery in the park, and there is an old street lamp standing alone by the road. The stone road leads to a green bamboo forest. Although it is freezing, the bamboo is still thick and straight, and the bamboo leaves are covered with a little snow.
when the breeze blows, the bamboos sway, and the snow falls to the ground one after another and accumulates at the foot of the bamboos. Further on, there are several tall plum trees standing by the fence of the park.
Plum blossoms are blooming, competing with each other. With the bleak cold wind, they fall on the ground paved with square bricks, as if covering the ground with a carpet and mixing with the snow on the ground, adding vitality to the silent winter. There are several bee nests on the plum tree. The bees huddle in them, snuggle up to each other for warmth, rely on the nectar stored at ordinary times to spend this cold winter, and look forward to the coming of spring again. 2. Borrowing things to describe people's compositions (plum blossoms, bees, street lamps)
Borrowing things to describe people's compositions (plum blossoms, bees, street lamps)
Plum blossoms
I praise the faithful pine and cypress, I praise the hedge chrysanthemums that are brave in the west wind, I praise the lotus flowers' arrogance and sludge, but I praise the plum blossoms' proud snow in full bloom.
when all the flowers wither, only plum blossoms are full of vitality. Facing the snowflakes flying all over the sky, standing proudly in the cold wind. In the middle of winter, the ground is freezing and the weather is cold, and the plum blossoms that are proud of the snow are so beautiful. The stocks are fragrant and refreshing.
The white flowers are red, and the petals are smooth and transparent, carved like amber platinum or jasper, which is a little elegant. Some are as bright as the morning glow, some are as white as snow, and some are as green as jasper. Plum blossoms bloom early or late. On the same plum tree, we can see various forms of bloom. Some are shy, and the pink buds are fresh and lovely; Some just bloomed, and a few little bees got in and greedily sucked the pollen; Some bloom for a long time, and the pink and tender petals are loved; Plum blossoms, which had been bustling before, now have their petals withered. When the wind blows the flowers, you don't have to worry that the petals will break. Plum blossom is not a delicate flower. The colder it is, the more snowy it is, the more energetic and delicate it will bloom. There is a good saying in the ancients: "The sword front comes from sharpening, and the plum blossom fragrance comes from bitter cold." It is not the gentle spring breeze that blows it, but the cold wind; It is not the cool and sweet rain that moistens it, but the freezing ice and snow; It is not the brilliant sunshine that shines on it, but a ray of setting sun in the cold. Only a challenging life is a good life. It is a proud fragrance in the cold, and she smiles more brightly in the face of the fluttering snow. It never competes with flowers for bright spring, and never shows off its beauty. It has a pair of pride and is never arrogant. Every winter morning, a charming, elegant fragrance wafts from the window.
It is not only elegant and elegant, which makes poets and painters in ancient and modern times praise it, but also is regarded as the essence of the nation by its ice muscles, jade bone and Ling2 han2. Plum blossom, with its noble, strong and modest character, gives people an incentive to work hard. 3. Street lamp composition with unknown contributions
I love street lamps, their due diligence, selfless dedication and perseverance.
When the night falls, the street lamps in the streets and alleys show yellowish light one after another. Although they are not as bright as surgical lamps, they are not as flowing as rainbow, and they are not as warm as heating lamps, but their contributions are epic!
as soon as it gets dark, they light up and light up the road at night with their yellowish lights! Even if it is stormy and thunderous, they are in their posts, day after day and year after year. They have become old and worn out, and the graffiti and peeling paint on their bodies and the not-so-bright lights are the symbols of their old and worn out! Only in this way can they be laid off, and a new successor will come! They are repeating the story of the previous generation. This also reminds me of those people who stick to their posts like street lamps and contribute in obscurity in life. "and the silk-worms of spring will weave until they die, and every night the candles will weep their wicks away", for example, is our teacher. They have worked tirelessly, taught us knowledge and taught us the truth of being a human being, but what can they get in return? The slogan "Go home safely and have a happy New Year" is well known, but have we ever thought that without those drivers and train attendants who stick to their posts every day for 365 days?
can we get home safely? There are so many scientists, it can be said that the great development, progress and leap of science now, how can it be achieved without those scientists who are silently dedicated below? There are also policemen who serve people, soldiers who defend Bian Jiang, and doctors who heal the wounded and rescue the dying. Without their dedication, we would have a happy life now.
I love street lamps, and I love the ordinary street lamps, but I love those unknown devotees even more, because they meet the truth of my life and spur me to work hard!