Chapter 149: Clear and elegant like a chrysanthemum
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The cool air is windy, and the dew leaves are scattered. The days are short and the nights are long, and the fog is sad and gloomy.
Whenever the cold dew passes, it is the season when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom.
I like to go to the back mountain alone in the autumn afternoon, look at the fallen leaves in the forest, smell the faintness of the chrysanthemums, the sweetness rises in my heart, and the slight warmth adds a bit of joy to this autumn. No wonder Li Shiguang will praise: "Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, and the sunset is not endless." ”
The autumn of the small town is finally deep, after a few autumn rains, the chrysanthemums are becoming more and more lush, it seems that there are chrysanthemums everywhere you go, whether it is wild chrysanthemums, or ornamental chrysanthemums, they are the life that is bred in this season, and they are the love of people in this season.
Two days ago, Yang Yang ran to the mountain to dig up a wild chrysanthemum and plant it in the yard. Even though I immediately watered it, I didn't know if I would ever come back to life.
I quietly looked at the petals that were about to be thanked, and a kind of pity knocked on my heart, how good it would be if a person could exist peacefully in time and improve himself. As one poem describes: "The stems are withered, the flowers are haggard, and the incense is gone, and the flowers are scattered." The beauty sighed and withered, and affectionately collected the broken branches. "It's really incisive, just right.
The Buddha said that everyone has a seed in their hearts, and as for time, it is just a dialogue that needs to be seriously understood, but I don't know how many people will blossom and bear fruit after experiencing earthly reincarnation. Looking at this chrysanthemum in front of him, isn't it revealing a faint sense of Zen? When Yang planted it, he was full of happiness and expectation, but unfortunately after only a few days, something happened to him. Come to think of it, the fate is different, and the scenery along the way is also different...... Perhaps, this is the ups and downs of life!
Chrysanthemums do not have the intoxicating fragrance of roses, nor the noble blood of peonies, but it is the most chic and smiling flower in the autumn wind. There is Tao Yuanming's poem as evidence: "Picking chrysanthemums under the east fence, leisurely see Nanshan." ”
Chrysanthemum, not as delicate as jasmine, not as flashy as the moon season, it is not afraid of wind and frost, does not need much nutrient fertilizer, as long as a little soil, can take root and flower. It tells us a truth with actions: don't be intimidated by the difficulties in front of you, don't worry too much about gains and losses, as long as you persevere to the end, you can succeed. Marshal Chen Yi once praised chrysanthemum like this: "Qiu Ju can be proud of frost, and wind and frost are evil." This performance is hardy, but what can it do with wind and frost?"
In late autumn, other flowers have withered, but the chrysanthemum blooms vigorously and unscrupulously, it blooms in the autumn wind, and it challenges the severe cold. Its leaves are like a face that has been through vicissitudes, the wrinkles of the Tao contain stories, and its petals are like a bright moon and a curl of hair, warm as jade, light as yarn.
At this time, I remembered that many years ago, I took Yang Yang to see the chrysanthemum exhibition, which has a wide variety of varieties, different forms, and colors. Some are made into landscapes, some are planted in pots, one by one, one by one, or with buds blooming, or standing out from the flock, yellow like ears of wheat, white like ice and snow, green like jade, red like the sun. The posture of the petals is strange, some are like fireworks blooming in the sky, some are like big pompoms, some petals stretch out countless small hands, like a thousand-armed Guanyin, and some are like a doll's red face, very tempting to watch them sing and dance in the wind, I can't help but thank Yang Yang's teacher, if she hadn't asked the child to write an essay on appreciating chrysanthemums, how could I have the opportunity to come up close to enjoy the enchanting and colorful chrysanthemums? How could it be possible to quietly smell the faint fragrance of chrysanthemums? No wonder Huang Chao, the leader of the peasant uprising in the late Tang Dynasty, would say: " The incense array penetrates Chang'an, and the city is full of golden armor", and the Song Dynasty poet Zheng Sixiao also sighed, "I would rather die with incense on the branches, how could I have blown down the flowers." ”
Anyone who has read Dream of Red Mansions knows that there are twelve poems about describing chrysanthemums in the book, and among them, Lin Daiyu's chrysanthemum poems are more outstanding.
At this moment, I really understand why people call "Meilan Bamboo Chrysanthemum" as one of the four famous flowers in China, they are not only the representative works of the four seasons, but also famous for their "quiet and lofty, elegant and refined".
When the autumn wind sweeps away the leaves and the sycamore leaves fall its seeds, it is also the season when the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. Chrysanthemums are the darlings of autumn, flowers are the smiling faces of autumn, flowers are the language of autumn, chrysanthemums smear a trace of bright color for the bleak autumn, and add a piece of charm to the tired soul.
People often say that sex is as light as chrysanthemum, it is not that there is no character, no characteristics, nor is it the arrogance and clarity of "arrogance and autumn frost chrysanthemum", but the introverted and simple chrysanthemum, which is calm and comfortable, down-to-earth, beautiful and refined, elegant and natural. Such a light, light outside of honor and disgrace, light outside of fame and fortune, light outside of temptation, such a light, but light in the backbone. Only by learning to be calm can we be calm and compassionate.
I don't know how to fully express my love for chrysanthemum: if life has a shore, chrysanthemum is a warm harbor, and if life has a dream, chrysanthemum is the cradle of dreams.
Learn to be a chrysanthemum, with noble sentiments and refined temperament, enjoy comfort in elegance, and taste nature in tranquility! I think this is also a kind of romance in life.
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