Night in the Garden
There are a lot of things going on in school these days, which makes me restless. Tonight, I was sitting under the big willow tree in the backyard to enjoy the cool air, and suddenly I thought of The garden we walked through should look different in this quiet and beautiful night! Night gradually fell, and the laughter of the children in the garden gradually disappeared. Mom and dad were watching TV in the house, and I I put on my coat, told them to go and relax, and then I closed the door and went out.
Along the path around the garden, there were clusters of fragrant flowers in full bloom, and the fragrance seemed to fill the air. Every corner of the garden is covered. This is a lively garden. During the day, there are many children who want to taste the vitality here before going to school. At night, there are many old people here admiring flowers and talking about birds, which is very comfortable. But When we arrived a little later, it became very quiet here. Occasionally, there was one or two chirps, which were crickets playing their lullaby. Everything became quiet, eerily quiet. The moonlight was very weak tonight.
There were only two or three people in the garden. I put my hands in my pockets and admired everything in the garden. The entire garden seemed to belong to me alone at this time, and I seemed to be beyond my usual self. In another world. Tonight, standing alone in this fragrant garden, I can think about anything and think about nothing. At this moment, I feel that I am a free person. I must do what I usually do. If you have to say something, you can ignore it. Here the soul can soar and soar without restraint. This is the beauty of being here. I'll just take advantage of the unfettered night in the garden.
In this beautiful garden, what you can see are clusters of wild lilac flowers. The color of the lilac flowers is very beautiful, like countless small purple trumpets blowing their beautiful melody to the sky. Just like the slender dancing girl's The hand is like a small pendant tied around the waist, or like a beautiful hairpin inserted in the hair of an ancient lady. The breeze blows, sending bursts of fragrance, as if the beautiful melody flies into my ears. This At that time, the flowers and leaves also trembled slightly, which spread to the other side of the garden like lightning. The ups and downs between the flowers and leaves were like waves on the sea. There were many under the flowers. The small yellow flowers are covered, and the whole flower cannot be seen, but the lilac quilt looks more beautiful.
The moonlight flows quietly on the lilac flowers, and under the bright moonlight, the lilac petals It is as crystal clear as cicada silk, and like a dancer wearing a light skirt. The moonlight is still faint, but I feel that under this scenery, my heart gradually calms down. I take a deep breath of the refreshing cool breeze and feel refreshed. The air is refreshing. The shadows of lilac flowers sway in the wind under the moonlight, like beating notes on a musical score, or like playing a beautiful tune.
The garden is surrounded by many trees, and the most common ones are banyan trees. , jagged and mottled. Looking from a distance, they look like a group of garden guardians. At this time, the moonlight and lights complement each other. Under such a scenery, the surroundings of the garden are shrouded in an intoxicating haze. Occasionally, some bugs fly slowly under the light. I don’t think I can join in this kind of fun.
Suddenly I think of Dai Wangshu’s "Rain Alley". In this season when lilacs are in bloom.
Holding an oil-paper umbrella, alone
Wandering in the long, long
and lonely rain alley,
I hope to meet
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A lilac-like
A girl with a sorrowful mind.
She has
a lilac-like color,
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Sadness in the rain,
Sadness and hesitation;
She is hesitant In this lonely rainy alley,
holding an oil-paper umbrella
like me,
like me
walking silently
Indifferent, desolate, and melancholy.
Dai Wangshu longs to meet such a wonderful woman, a little sad and a little sad. And I can only bloom here with lilacs. In the garden of flowers, I used the fragrance of lilacs to sort out my thoughts and calm my heart.
Slowly I walked home again, and my parents were already asleep.