Tall trees are lush, supporting large white flowers, like clouds flying in the morning fog.
A burst of sweet fragrance, refreshing, overflowed in every corner of the community, and people took a deep breath to enjoy her skin fragrance and cast admiring eyes.
This is a painting, written in the spring breeze and signed on a warm day in early summer. It hangs in front of my window.
These days, when I get up every morning, my first task is to open the window and let waves of special fragrance float into the room. Then, I make a cup of hot tea and enjoy its beauty while listening to TV news programs.
Writing here, some people may be anxious. What are you selling? What tree, what flower? Don't worry, I'm more anxious than you these two days. Asked his wife, she said, a tree is a tree, isn't it irritating? It is equal to not asking, just like yesterday's Focus Interview said, "Prove that my mother is my mother". The person who asked the way said that the tree was gorgeous, and I didn't know its name.
The master is in the folk. In order to solve the mystery of this tree, I asked the teacher in the space to be solved: "Dear gods, beggars in the south and beggars in the north, ashes of time and Mei Chaofeng: Who knows what tree this is and what flower it is?" Thank you. "
Netizens are very enthusiastic. Shuang Qing, the "Southern Emperor" known as Xiao Li Qingzhao of Nanshe, said: It's a bit like a privet tree! The "Virgin of Pear Blossom" with stunts said in smoke: I am not a fairy. After other immortals recognized me, she appreciated it. Maybe the master is tired of practicing and doesn't need his brain. And Liao Ba, a beggar in the north of Jiangbei, said: Lilacs? I shook my head. In fact, what he said was similar, and I didn't care. In one day, more than eight immortals, the Virgin of Pear Blossom, the extinct teacher, Mei Chaofeng, Huang Rong ... 100 gathered under the tree to enjoy the reward. Finally, the most grounded "He Xiangu" cabbage message: Is it a BMW sub-tree? As soon as my eyes lit up, I immediately searched Baidu for photos.
Chinese cabbage is right. This kind of tree is called "lilac".
It is described in Baidu: This is a kind of lilac tree called Marcello Malpighi Fragrant Flower. It belongs to a subtree, commonly known as Markov tree. Its trunk is purple-gray-black with fine cracks. Its single leaf is opposite, and its height can reach more than 10 meter. Its wood has a special fragrance, and its flowers, branches and leaves can be used as medicine. It's just that trees are hard to grow, but this kind of wood can prevent insects and moths. The flowers and leaves of begonia have the special effects of refreshing, relaxing muscles and activating collaterals, promoting blood circulation, delaying aging and prolonging life. They are eaten in the form of tea and have a unique smell called strange tea.
I have been familiar with the name "violent girl" for a long time. It is a tree that can be processed into a tea barrel. The tea barrel processed by Baomazi will not change its taste if it is put into Tuo. Many years ago, my friend gave it to me and kept it in my office. Tea has always maintained a faint fragrance. I had never seen such a tree at that time, so I never knew its true face.
Now I have a perceptual understanding of the camphor tree in the community, and I have a rational understanding after checking the information. I feel very cordial.
This morning, the weather was fine, the wind was refreshing, and it was neither cold nor hot. I went downstairs. Many people have gathered around the tree, and everyone is talking about the news of the country in recent years. I changed the subject and asked everyone what this tree was called. Some people left without interest and took their wives to the market. Some people shook their heads and speculated. As people gradually dispersed, an 80-year-old man came over with a special crutch, saw me taking pictures, and said slowly, this tree is good, it is a god tree.
I want to know!
The old man is very talkative-
The old man told me that this tree is called BMW lilac. Trees can be used as tea barrels and tea boxes, which were used by royalty and the country. This kind of tree is special. Whoever has this tree in his yard will not get sick. Now everyone lives in the same building, there is no yard, and no one else can have this kind of tree. If he is idle, come and sit under this tree and pick up the fairy dust.
Ah! Old people are immortals, which is why.
Old people learn to be rich. Tell me, Bodhi incense is a Buddhist sacred tree in Qinghai, west of China. According to legend, Sakyamuni became a Buddha under a bodhi tree in the Gaya area of the Buddha, and the word "bodhi" gained a beautiful reputation as a Buddhist relic. Bodhi trees are planted in some temples in India and Sri Lanka. Buddhists often put their hands together toward the big bodhi tree, stick them on their chests, or bow, or crawl under the tree to pray. After Buddhism spread to China, bodhi trees could not be planted in the climate of western China where many people believed in Buddhism, so we had to choose a tree that could replace bodhi trees to pray. Its leaves are a bit like bodhi trees, which are more common in the west and convenient for Buddhists everywhere to pray. Later, it became the sacred tree of Buddhism in western China. Buddhists often put their hands together to pray to the tree.
Martin's fragrant flowers are white, and white is a symbol of simplicity, simplicity and purity. White flowers reflect colorful colors through sunlight. White is rich in connotation, deep and unobtrusive, muddy and not dirty. Seeing this white flower, everyone will feel a little touched, especially in this secular world covered by fame and fortune, it is really not easy to enjoy this pure existence!
It's raining in Mao Mao, and the sudden Martin fragrance is greener and more flowery in the rain.
A tree has blossomed with lilacs, which are quietly blooming and spit out a faint fragrance in the damp. I'm surprised. I like this tree for the first time. It is tall, slim and strong, and its petals are small, lovely and elegant, hugging each other tightly and turning into clusters of bright green leaves criss-crossing among flowers. Close your eyes and smell the aroma greedily, feeling a little drunk.
At this moment, I really want to fold it down and put it on my lips to smell it. However, I didn't do it. In a flash, I realized something. Yes, there are some people or things you like that you just need to enjoy quietly, but you can't get close to them. They can only be eternal scenery in your eyes, and you don't need to change anything with your own will. Therefore, learning to appreciate quietly and not to approach is the highest realm of being a man, such as money, beauty, fame and status. ...
I wonder when the old man left without a trace. Is the old man a fairy? I seem to be hallucinating.
I don't want to leave, but I can't bear to stop, let my body and mind get drunk and make myself immortal!