Collection of essays on the hearts of young people with curly ears

I don't remember when I began to like the Book of Songs. I think it's been two or three years. In fact, with my limited writing skills, I can't understand the meaning of The Book of Songs. What I like is the natural scenery full of the Book of Songs, such as streams and curly ears ... These scenery remind me of the fields, nature and the naive time that has gone away.

Let's say curly ears. They are the first species in the Book of Songs that touched my imagination. "Pick your ears, don't weave baskets". When I first read the first sentence of my ears, my calm mind began to stir up waves. Ear is such a poetic and elegant name. What kind of plant is this? What does it look like? What is its common name? Wild vegetables or creeping weeds?

Turning on the computer, it is easy to see the answer, "Curcuma longa, a compositae herb, has a jujube-stone-shaped fruit with thorns on it, and it is called' Xanthium sibiricum', which can be used as medicine and eaten by young plants", and a picture of Curcuma longa is attached to the right.

Then read on, "Picking your ears is not enough. Well, I'm pregnant and don't want to go there. " It turned out to be another girl trapped by love. You see, the weather is sunny, the spring is bright, the branches of the roadside tree are plump and leafy, the kingfisher is singing in the branches of the forest, but the woman picking the tree is so absent-minded

Who worries the girl? "He Cui Wei, I Ma Qiu (huǐ) (decadent). Think about it and you'll never forget it. The turning point of the poem is like a drama being staged. A man trudging on a Ma Zaishan appeared glumly. After walking on the road for a few days, the exhausted man looked up for a long time and his eyes were full of sadness and desolation. Missing is far away, and only by drinking can you drown your sorrows. The man takes out the glass he carries with him, fills it and swallows it, then pats his horse with his hand and continues to March on the endless road.

"I am a servant, what is a cloud?" In the picture, the anxious expression of the man suffering everywhere flashed by, and he seemed to hear his bitter sigh. The whole poem ends here, and we can see everything. Another couple who can't be together. The mountain standing in front of us can block the distance, but it can't stop the hearts that miss each other. Two souls suffering from lovesickness feel each other more truly and echo each other in the season of missing each other day by day.

Qin Shaoyou famously said, "If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they will come sooner or later". However, when the morning and evening become extravagant hopes, when the reunion is far away, where should the condensed feelings go?

A picture of green flowers in spring and a poem of heartbroken people tell people's yearning for emotion since ancient times.