Azalea, also known as azalea, is known as the king of woody flowers. Bai Juyi wrote a poem praising: The trees turn red when the wind blows, and the branches are red when the sun rises. Looking back, the peaches and plums are colorless, making the hibiscus no longer a flower. Struggle has its roots deep in the rock bottom, and cannot be moved to other people's homes for no reason. One sentence: "The hibiscus is not a flower" is the highest praise for azalea.
Today I was fortunate to hear that the azaleas in Xiuyan were in full bloom. With the poet's curiosity about the beautiful words of azaleas, I took advantage of the interest of a spring outing and drove to enjoy it. Fortunately, it was not far away.
April in the world is full of beauty. In Xiuyan in April, the azaleas blooming all over the mountains and ridges are in full bloom. The flowers are so beautiful that they have mesmerized the mountains and countless tourists.
At a glance, the mountains and ridges are ups and downs, and the sky is covered with pink azaleas. They are as bright as clouds covering the hillside, and they are like pink waves with waves and flowers surging, enthusiastic and unrestrained. , unrestrained.
Walking into the sea of ????flowers all over the mountains and ridges, the strings and clusters of dense flowers are vying to bloom. You chase each other to meet the spring, which is pleasing to the eye. The gorgeous and warm, pure and graceful, elegant and quiet flower posture is like a graceful and charming woman full of poems and books. She is dancing the magnificence of the mountains and rivers with her graceful dancing posture; she is singing the beauty of life with her clear and beautiful singing voice; Her passionate poems write full of love songs.
I want to hug you so much and dance with you on the beautiful spring mountains; I want to kiss you so much and get drunk with you among the flowers, bees and butterflies. Being among the azaleas blooming all over the mountain, I really look back at the peaches and plums that are colorless, and the graceful azaleas make the hibiscus no longer a flower. In this noisy spring, there is no need to watch the spring breeze in the famous gardens, and the mountain flowers along the way are worthy of the grace.
Who stood on the top of the mountain and sang that familiar song: It’s three o’clock in the night, looking forward to the dawn, the twelfth lunar month of winter, looking forward to the spring breeze, if you want to look forward to it, the Red Army is coming, and the mountains are open. All over azalea! A red song suddenly resonated in my heart, and one story after another was staged.
Although there are many legends about azalea, my favorite is the Emperor Du Yu of Shu who loved the people very much. After his death, his soul turned into a cuckoo bird. Every spring, he flew to awaken the people. Quick cuckoo! Quick cuckoo! The story of how her mouth bled from crying, and drops of blood sprinkled on the earth, dyeing the mountain red with azalea (azalea). I think of the spring coming and the cuckoo bird urging the farmers to cuckoo during farming. Even if it cries to blood, it urges the farmers to sow seeds quickly and get a year's harvest. Its spirit is touching and lovable.
What is even more unforgettable to me is the story explained in the song "Azalea". It is the blood of the martyrs that dyed the mountains red and dyed the mountains red. The beautiful and magnificent rivers and mountains of the motherland are everywhere imbued with the hard work of generations of people. Cherishing these beautiful rivers and mountains, cherishing this beautiful scenery means loving our home, loving our relatives, and loving ourselves.
The mountains are covered with azaleas. When the fire-like azaleas rush towards my face, my heart is ignited again and again, and I lie down in the thousands of flowers with deep affection, praising you and praying for you. You chant.