Text/Wu Ling
Millennium ancient county, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and it is calm;
In the Dianjiang River in March, the flowers are in full bloom and heroic;
Anning Peony blooms as scheduled, and Wan Li is fragrant. At this time of year, guests and friends from all over the world smell the flowers and come as scheduled; Tourists from all over the world come in an endless stream, gathering at the Dianjiang River to appreciate the beauty of peony.
This is a sea of flowers. The cold spring breeze rolls up layers of flowers as thin as veils and rushes from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. The boundless fragrance of flowers permeates the elegant atmosphere of peony, splashing our clear eyes and moist poetry.
Peony, you must see it.
Although the weather is not beautiful, the intermittent spring rain can't stop us from going to Taiping to see peony. On March 30th, more than 80 members of Dianjiang Writers Association, together with 46 poets and writers from all over the country, drove to Taiping Town. Affectionate peony blooms in the rain, and its posture is more charming. It seems to meet the poet at the most beautiful moment and expect the poet to give himself gorgeous words.
As soon as the car entered Taiping town, the breath of spring suddenly became strong. Although it is raining, the sky looks distant and empty, pure as a clear spring, and the faint wind melts into the fragrance of peony, which makes people feel transparent and fragrant at once. The gentle hillside stretches according to incense, and the peony is dense. The slope is flat, and the spacious road straightens the back and walks towards the place where flowers are in full bloom, guiding us to climb the open peak and Gongzhuling.
From a distance, Peony nodded and smiled at us like a smiling face. A gust of wind blows, and the fragrance of flowers is refreshing and refreshing. On both sides of the mountain road are peonies singing softly against the wind and rain: some petals are all unfolded, like a huge jade plate holding pearls; Some spread five or six petals, like a shy girl covering her delicate face; Some flowers and bones are blooming, holding their heads high and waiting for a slight breeze to blow up her swollen heart ... crystal beads of rain fall on the petals and gently slide on the leaves, so that the flowers are nourished by water and more refined.
"Wow, it opened. It's all over the hillside It's huge. It is windy in the rain! " I shouted without scruple.
"Hush, hush, don't make any noise, don't make any noise, the peony blooms wholeheartedly against the backdrop of the spring rain."
"Listen, the sound of flowers blooming, how wonderful!" Teacher Fu Tianlin turned to me and said with a smile.
"The sound of flowers, do flowers have sound?" I asked in surprise.
"Yes!" Listen, rustle, such as the music "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" ringing in my ear, crisp and pleasant. I came all the way here for a flower viewing date, and what I heard was the sound of this rich peony blooming! "
"What a poetic sentence." I walked behind Fu Tianlin, listening attentively and savoring her words, just like walking in the realm of poetry with image steps. The 68-year-old teacher Fu Tianlin came to Taiping with great interest. She didn't complain about the rain, nor did she look up at the mountain. But she walked as fast as flying and climbed to the top of Kay's mountain, without leaving a step behind. Along the way, she talked and laughed, and couldn't help but find beautiful words for peony. "This city supported by flowers really makes me young again." "You see, the graceful peonies in the rain are more like graceful fairies singing freely under the blue sky and white clouds. She doesn't have the strength of wintersweet and the gentleness of roses, but she sticks her head out of the flowers and blooms confidently and nobly. The queen of flowers, who dares to challenge, smiles at pearls and stands out from the crowd. It's true. Just looking at the peony flowers, I feel a little sigh inexplicably: for our clear eyes and our cheap praise, the lovely peony gathers all the strength of life and blooms beautiful flowers. She clearly knows that the fate of flowering is withering and death, but she is so open without hesitation! "
What a wonderful language "I know the fate of flowers is withering and dying, but I am so open without hesitation." Listening to Fu Tianlin's exclamation, I also fell into deep meditation. The gorgeous flower of peony is a colorful image written by the poet, but it buries the lonely soul and rich thoughts in the soil, growing and struggling alone, waiting for time to show its brilliance.
At this moment, I thought of Wu Zetian. Legend has it that she drank wine and wrote a poem on a snowy day, and wrote a letter with a drunken pen: "I swam to the Ming Garden to report the spring dawn quickly. Flowers must bloom overnight, don't wait for the breeze. " I have taken hundreds of flowers in my life and opened them overnight, but peony can't resist the purpose. Huang Wuda was angry and demoted the peony to Luoyang. Strong and unyielding peony will bloom as soon as it arrives in Luoyang. This angered Huang Wu even more, so he ordered the peony to be set on fire. The branches of peony were burned, but the next spring, they bloomed more brightly. As a result, people praised the indomitable spirit of peony in the fire, which was widely circulated and planted. It is also defined as the national flower, because it has huge flowers, numerous petals and vigorous vitality, symbolizing wealth and prosperity.
Look up at the blossoming peony: ancient peony, graceful peony in the rain, peony blooming with joy and happiness, quietly, it is more fragrant and noble in my heart. After suffering and tempering, her life has been enriched. Empress Wu Zetian left with her head down, but the poet Bai Juyi came; Teacher Han went, but Shang Zhen came. There are Shu Ting in Xiamen, Gui Xinghua in Shanghai, Flower Grave in Henan, and Lv Jin in Chongqing ... They are carrying peony poems that are unwilling to be lonely, singing the high-pitched rhythm of "Peony Song" with David Jiang, and following the flowers to the quiet peony. At that time, all kinds of peonies on the hillside rushed to participate in this grand poetry meeting. They were as red as fire, as pink as chardonnay and as white as jade ... The peonies were immersed in beautiful poems and twisted their waists, very happy. ...
Thus, the most beautiful melody in the world was presented to peony: Ah, peony, when the earth was frozen, you gave birth to vitality, and when the spring breeze blew, you brought beauty to the world. Thus, the most beautiful poem appeared in front of the peony: a piece of red dew and fragrance, and the clouds and rain broke the heart. Excuse me, who looks like Han family? Poor Yan Fei leans on her new makeup. Therefore, peony's life will leave the best memories.
You must see Dianjiang and Peony in March.