Four Gentlemen
Mei is the elder of the four gentlemen. She stretches her figure in the spring when the ice and snow have not yet melted, and is absolutely proud of the world. I like the elegance of plum blossoms. They are not afraid of the severe cold and bloom alone in the snow. They are so carefree and as if there is no one else around. I think the ancients liked plum blossoms probably because of their proud nature. In the season when the ice and snow have not faded, they have bright petals and a faint fragrance. "You know it's not snow from a distance, so why is there a faint fragrance coming?" What a vivid poem! The white snowflakes and red plum blossoms complement each other, leaving a special feeling in my heart. "The plum blossoms and snow are fighting for the spring but they are not willing to fall. Sao Renge writes and comments. The plum blossoms are three points whiter than the snow, but the snow loses the fragrance of the plum blossoms."
The temperament of plum blossoms that most attracts poets is a kind of loneliness. Self-sufficiency in the world, a kind of aloofness that "Ling Han drives alone". It disdains to compete with ordinary peaches and plums in the spring light, but chooses to stand proudly alone when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and thousands of trees can't help but the cold wind. They bloom in the heavy snow and the trees are full of flowers, with a faint cold fragrance that blows in the wind.
Plum blossoms symbolize perseverance and perseverance. Plum branches are strong and straight, and would rather break than bend, and are used by people to symbolize a strong and unyielding will; while plum blossoms blooming in the wind and snow are the first to reveal the breath of spring to the world. People often compare plum blossoms to a beautiful and unruly beauty. It is also likened to those who are not afraid of difficulties and advance despite difficulties, standing on the highest mountain top and seeing the most beautiful scenery.
The most fascinating temperament of plum blossoms for poets is a kind of self-sufficiency in loneliness, a kind of aloofness that "Ling Han blooms alone". It disdains to compete with ordinary peaches and plums in the spring light, but chooses to stand proudly alone when the weather is cold and the ground is freezing, and thousands of trees can't help but the cold wind. They bloom in the heavy snow and the trees are full of flowers, with a faint cold fragrance that blows in the wind.
"In ancient times, I pity the quiet grass, but in the world, late love is common."
Orchid is the best among the four gentlemen. Her elegance and fragrance have deeply touched many romantic figures. , refined people and common people. Small flowers bloom in sparsely populated places, not for the world or for luxury, but for themselves. Look at her blooming quietly and silently, what a noble and elegant beauty! When an orchid blooms, it is the moment when a myth is born.
Silent orchids grow in empty valleys, and the most fascinating thing about orchids is their "secretness". Because they grow in deep mountains and wild valleys, they can wash away the beautiful and fragrant posture, and maintain the natural beauty with a clear and subtle fragrance. Orchids never seek to flatter others, nor do they want to be transplanted into bustling cities. Once they leave the quiet and pure land, they will inevitably be tainted by dirt. Therefore, orchids are only suitable to bloom in remote and remote places, and are only suitable to bloom in the ideal realm of poets.
Orchids symbolize nobility. Orchids are elegant in appearance, dignified in appearance, and fragrant. They have always been regarded as a symbol of noble personality. The poet Qu Yuan loved orchids very much. In his immortal work "Li Sao", there are many orchid chants
The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and in the cool leisure courtyard, the green bamboos whisper and stand tall and tall along the steps. The strong festival, green and green, whirling and lovely, has both the iron bones of plum blossoms and proud snow, and the nobility of everlasting blue and green colors. The elegance of bamboo is also quiet and elegant, and its character is bright and upright, ranking alongside the other three friends.
Bamboo symbolizes integrity. Bamboo is tall and beautiful and never withers in the cold weather. It has been widely loved by people since ancient times. The ancients often used the metaphor "jade can be broken without changing its whiteness, and bamboo can be burned without destroying its integrity" to describe human integrity.
Of course, bamboo also represents nobility, branches and branches, and the strength of the sky. In Chinese paintings, we see the sharp contrast between ink and white. It has ancient meaning and style, which shocks people and makes them think a lot. There is a poem that praises: "It was already knotted when it was unearthed, but it became more open-minded when it reached Lingyun."
Chrysanthemums have a faint fragrance, and are not recognized by others. Tao Yuanming once wrote "The Peach Garden", which expressed his sincere desire to return to his original nature. At the same time, he also brought people to the heaven and earth where "picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and leisurely seeing the southern mountains". I wonder who in the world doesn’t look forward to this?
Chrysanthemum is different from all the purples and reds in the world. It is deserted, elegant and beautiful, and different from the ordinary. If the winter plum blossoms fighting against the frost and snow represent the indomitable personality of a martyr; the spring orchids adapting themselves to the empty valley represent the independent feelings of a noble scholar; then, the autumn chrysanthemum has both the qualities of a martyr and a noble scholar. In late autumn, under the setting sun, beside a low fence, a clump of yellow chrysanthemums blooms proudly. It is not afraid of severe frost and lonely. No matter where it comes from, it shows its valuable qualities.
Chrysanthemum symbolizes resistance to wind and frost.
Chrysanthemums bloom in late autumn. They have a long flowering period and come in various shapes, which are deeply loved by people. Its noble character that is not afraid of wind and frost is even more praised by people.
Moon
In the night, the river flows quietly towards the end of the sky, gradually blending into the boundless darkness. In an instant, the moon rose with the tide, and the world suddenly became clear. The bright moon and the clear water are naturally beautiful and hazy, so beautiful that it makes people feel distressed. Being in it, a trace of melancholy permeates the whole body unconsciously, unable to extricate itself, and unwilling to extricate itself.
The moon gently covered Jiang with silver gauze, and Jiang became happy and jumped forward showing off like a child. Water and the moon are always their favorites. With the moon, the water is more lively; with the water, the moon is more beautiful. The river and sky are one color, exceptionally bright and clean. The graceful river bypasses the small ting in the water. Under the silver moonlight, it was quiet yet full of vitality. The flowers and plants seem to have fallen asleep, but listen, the air is filled with their whispers and low laughter. Look, that beautiful piece of snow-like scenery must be a sea of ??flowers, because the air is full of fragrance. Unable to tell what kind of flower it was, Yue gave them a veil. However, all flowers are beautiful, and hazy flowers are even more beautiful. The flowing water carries the falling flowers, which is not only poignant but also tender. Snow-like flower forest, gentle flowing water, a match like lovers. The moon makes the world become delicate and also makes the world hazy. The white and soft beach on the riverside is as ethereal as a dream, yet incredibly real. This month, this flower, this water, constitute this spring night.
The sky and the earth are silent, and there is a special majesty in the silence. They pamper the moon, the river, the flowers, and the night like a father.
How long? Am I here to watch the night? Thousands of years? Or tens of thousands of years? I can't remember, it's been too long. This night has never changed! Life is so hurried, with many ups and downs, things have changed. But still remember who looked at the moon for the first time and sighed? Who admired the scenery of river and sky for the first time? Who was the first person to lament that things are different and people are different? I can’t even remember it, it’s been too long
Life has changed from generation to generation. I thought I was always here to accompany Ye, but I heard the voice in my heart say: No, it’s not you anymore! I argued: No, I have always been here, the night has not changed, and I have not changed. Ye smiled and said nothing, just gently wrapped me in his broad black robe. I suddenly woke up. How long ago had I had such a familiar feeling? Probably from a previous life. I am speechless, yes, Ye has experienced countless times in my life. She sees everything. The river and the moon in front of me are eternal gifts to me. I understand that my life will be short and eternal, just like the passing river.
I shook my head, trying to escape from my thoughts, but fell into deeper melancholy.
Whose little boat is floating alone in the moonlight? Are the people in the boat thinking about her, who is also sleepless and wandering under the moonlight? The moon shines like water on the balcony, adding a little bit of separation, a little helplessness, and a little loneliness. The sadness lingers like the moonlight sneaking through the window. The bead curtain hanging on the door covered the weeping people in the room, but it could not cover the lovesickness that permeated the surroundings. Looking around, it seems that there are memories and sweetness of the past everywhere. In the blink of an eye, time has passed and the world is far away. Life is so beautiful and helpless. Su Dongpo said: "I hope that people will live forever, thousands of miles away from each other." Bathing in the different moonlight, thinking about each other in our hearts is not a beautiful emotion. After all, the story of swan geese delivering letters is just a legend. How can birds convey this sacred love feeling?
Wanderers in the boat, do you also think of your hometown that you have not returned to for a long time? I have returned to my hometown a thousand times in my dream, and suddenly I woke up, still outside Guanshan. I wonder if the river that flows silently can convey people's feelings of lovesickness? The pulsating river is silent.
The river has passed away eternally and resolutely, taking away many things and leaving many behind. Spring is coming to an end, and fallen flowers are falling into the flowing water. The slanting moon sank to the west, as if determined to return. Somewhat sad, this river, this flower, this month are all passing away. This night will also fade away. "No, it won't!" A firm voice said: "They are eternal, have you forgotten?" Yes, eternal. I read silently.
There is an endless road ahead, and I don’t even know where it will lead. I stepped on it without hesitation, full of emotion and hope. I believe that at the end of the road, there will be a place where my emotions belong.
The moon finally sets - reflecting the loose river trees and shaking the brilliance of the river.
Childhood, a different kind of beauty
Childhood, a pure melody; Childhood, a different kind of time; Childhood, a hymn of happiness. Childhood life has passed quietly. And the childhood deep in my memory is still evoked, vivid in my mind, and difficult to erase...
Inscription: Childhood makes me pursue colorful toys; childhood makes me yearn for the happy days I once had. ;Childhood makes me miss my once petite and ignorant child.
Childhood is a different kind of beauty.
Childhood is extended in beautiful fairy tales
I am a child who grew up in the fragrance of books. Each simple and beautiful fairy tale accompanied my childhood. To this day, I can still remember my childhood reading a book under the sunset. As a young, immature and ignorant person, I sat quietly under the sunset, holding a thick and heavy fairy tale, reading innocent and beautiful stories one after another. The innocence of childhood is just like that fairy tale, beautiful, simple, and intoxicatingly beautiful.
In the days that followed, I remained the most loyal reader of fairy tales. "Grimm's Fairy Tales" and "Andersen's Fairy Tales", these well-threaded books are still treasured in my heart forever. Whenever I open these books that contain my years and years, I will think of myself again as a child and the joy, happiness and innocence on my face.
Childhood is a different kind of beauty.
Although our journey of life has almost passed our childhood, we still want to keep our innocent childhood. Today, when homework is extremely stressful, such innocent days have passed away leisurely, but we still miss the interesting things in the past, which will give us a little relaxation. Watch your childhood and retain a different kind of beauty.