Broken topic: Flowers in the corner, when you admire them alone, the world becomes smaller.
——Bing Xin
After walking through the winter, I opened my eyes and looked out the window. The wilderness was green.
The goose yellow and light red dots of peaches and plums indicate that they will soon compete for beauty; roses have buds that are more intoxicating than flowers, impatiently showing off their charm, waiting for the final bud to burst out; In the vast world, everything is in full swing and full of energy.
And I suddenly discovered that the blue chrysanthemum standing proudly in a corner was telling me the heart song of "loneliness blooming without a master": "I love autumn and winter, because I was the protagonist at that time, and I didn't bother to compete with peaches and plums. Fang, but this world is too small, I can only stay here alone."
I can't help but sigh at your story.
In late autumn, people seem to be waiting for the harvest. In this season, romantic roses will encounter some beautiful things, and sometimes unromantic blue chrysanthemums will also.
Most of the leaves of the sycamore trees have turned yellow, falling down and flying in the air. The maple leaves are also red all over the maple forest. In this season, Blue Chrysanthemum harvests leaves. Flowers always need leaves to linen...
There is a kind of people in the world, and the stories between them are as indifferent and meaningful as blue chrysanthemums.
They face it calmly, understand it with reason, and move it with emotion, but they stop it with courtesy. Peacefully pursue the harmony of souls, and cherish this rare tacit understanding together. Winter has arrived, but for them, it is a warm winter.
However, good flowers do not always bloom. When the green leaves wither, it is the flower withering period!
In a restricted area, people cannot allow small trees to grow overgrown. They must cut them down. As a result, the fragile life could not bear the criticism of the world and soon died. A beautiful expectation instantly condensed into icy snow, unwilling to melt in winter.
Spring has arrived when all things revive. Father Time failed to take her into the new green atmosphere. She was intoxicated by the ice-like winter, living alone and coldly in her own corner of the world, reminiscing about the beautiful scenery. Thing, the world is getting smaller. At this time, look at the solitary blue chrysanthemum, only a few petals are left...
When people lament the uncertainty of returning to the past, they also admit that everything in the world is changeable, and only memory is eternal. Yes, memories are the unique wealth of human beings. People often miss the lost beauty and taste the bitterness alone.
However, the four seasons are constantly changing. If you don’t try to integrate into the green world, how can you fall in love with spring? It’s only when you stay in the dark world that you think the world is small...
Looking out the window again, the rose realized in the blink of an eye that "breakage is also a kind of beauty", blooming with a warm smile; the flowers were blooming and it was lively; and the blue chrysanthemum finally withered...
The spring water is gurgling and trickling. May they flow into your world and make your world no longer small!