1. Love
I like lotus, I like its light fragrance, I like its light pink, I like its graceful appearance, I like its clear lotus without being demonic, I like its Tender as water...
In her eyes, there is nothing but love and affection. Just like the girl with a lilac-like resentment in the rain alley, she can't wave it away or go away in her dream. Except her figure is still its figure, except her beauty is still her beauty. peony? Rose? lily? chrysanthemum? Facing these harem beauties, I am like a picky gourmet and an artist pursuing perfection. I always feel that they are missing something and cannot give me a complete feeling of joy. Maybe this is the reason why I prefer Lian!
Beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Lotus makes me feel that it is the king of flowers, unparalleled. My friend said that I love it too much and ignore the beauty of other flowers, maybe that’s right! In late spring in March, white flowers are blooming, and peonies and peonies are so beautiful and charming that people are shocked; in the hot summer, violets and magnolias emit a faint fragrance, which dispels the summer spirit and makes people feel relaxed and happy; in autumn, the air is refreshing, and chrysanthemums stand alone on the branches, showing integrity and cleanliness. However, in the cold winter, the plum blossoms bloom alone, defying the severe cold, exhaling fragrance, and there are countless words of praise. However, I still stubbornly believe that Lian is perfect.
My love for lotus makes me an unfair judge of flowers. Are we still unfair judges of the right and wrong of things in life?
Late at night, I lay quietly on the bed, bothered by this problem. The box of memories is secretly opened, and the past flows like water and reappears before our eyes.
Because of my admiration for the individual, I became his guardian. If others had any objections, they would fight with fists and kicks. My friends were in awe and kept silent, which made me feel a little happy; because of the harmony If you are a good close partner, you will not care about whether things are right or wrong, and will stick to your friend's side without distinction; because you are slightly biased against individuals, you will focus on him when something suspicious appears; because you blindly obey your own preferences, Everyone is talking about what they are saying, and they don’t know what they are doing.
I suddenly realized that I had been so clueless before. I have become an orchid that has lost its roots, a duckweed that I chase, a dandelion that is scattered by the wind due to the flying autumn lotus, and I have become the judge of the unfairness of life.
The world is a big one. To recognize everything clearly, we should put aside our personal feelings and look at the essence through phenomena, so that we can be more assertive in our lives and feel our own existence. Just like a giant pine, rooted in the cliffs, never changing its position with mountains, rivers and hurricanes; like a wild lily blooming alone in the valley, no matter whether anyone is passing by or not, it still blooms so brightly and happily. 2. Write a classical Chinese essay with the title "The Love of Bamboo"
Original text: Trees among the grass and trees in Qiulu are very respectable. People in Zhou Dynasty only loved willows. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, people in the world have loved pines and cypresses. I love them alone. Bamboo is born in the wild and does not give up. It withstands the cold wind but does not fade. It is straight in the middle and outward, never bends or bends. It is loyal and trustworthy. It is as broad-minded as a valley. It can be respected from afar but not looked down upon. I call willow the messenger of spring; pines and cypresses are the messengers of spring. The tree is the husband; the bamboo is the tree the gentleman's behavior. Oh! The love of willow, Zhou Hou and others are separated from each other. The love of bamboo, who can share it? The love of pines and cypresses is suitable for everyone! Note: Zhou people only loved willows. Originated from "The Book of Songs": In the past, when I passed away, willows and willows lingered. Since the Spring and Autumn Period, people have loved pines and cypresses very much. Originated from "The Analects of Confucius": The year is cold, and then I know that the pines and cypresses will wither. Translation: On the Land There are many respectable plants and trees. However, people in the Zhou Dynasty especially loved willows. Since Confucius, people have also praised pine and cypress. But I particularly like bamboo. It grows in a harsh environment but is not discouraged. It faces the severe cold and remains evergreen all year round. The interior of bamboo is empty. The outside is not bent or broken. Bamboo is honest and trustworthy, and has an open mind. People can respect it from a distance but cannot ignore it. I think willows are the messengers of spring; pines and cypresses are the heroes in books; but bamboo has the noble character and integrity of a gentleman. Ah! The love for willow trees was used by people in the Zhou Dynasty to express parting feelings; for the love for bamboo, who else is like me? There must be many people who love pines and cypresses...