Wang Anshi's "The Broken Chrysanthemum"
The wind and rain hit the garden at dusk, and the crumpled chrysanthemums were scattered all over the ground with gold; a broken branch was still there, but the poor man cherished the flowers.
Bai Juyi's "Ode to White Chrysanthemums on Double Sunset"
The garden is full of golden chrysanthemums, and there is a solitary bush in the middle that looks like frost. It's like today's singing and drinking banquet, and the white-headed man enters the youth field.
Ouyang Xiu's "Chrysanthemum"
*** Sitting by the railing, the sun is setting, and the golden stamens are flooded with clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
Huang Chao's "Ying of Chrysanthemums" (three poems)
Part 1
Aloof and unmatched, it is in vain to store the fragrant soul in the frost. It's hard to be charming in a cold season, and the skinny bones in half a fence are too desolate.
Take a glass of wine to blend the poetry, then complain about the sunset in the wind. Why bother to live in a different style? It is also related to the dry and yellow soil.
Two
The solitary mark is not the same as the flowers. The light fragrance is empty. The wine is still warm and lonely, and the wind blows hazy due to mistakes.
The curling kettle is left blank due to pity, and the jade bones fall red with resentment in autumn. A petal is cold and evenly thin, and the fairy smiles in the sunset on the east fence.
Three
Autumn comes without flowers blooming, and it becomes thin and cold into the Chutian. Drink the Yurun Liuxiang tea outside, and sleep in the bone-cutting wine with frost.
Why strive for charm and wishful thinking, just let Gu Biao be pitiful. A petal of love blooms thinly, and boundless old memories are played on the strings
Li Shiguang's "Chrysanthemum Rhythm"
Autumn frost creates chrysanthemum flowers, and the endless romance writes about the sunset; I can pick up meaningless sentences at random, and the innate charm has entered thousands of homes. .
"Autumn Sound" Fengzi
There is a piece of gold in front of the steps under the corridor, and the sound of incense waves waves over visitors. Only because of the heavy frost can he become a hero, and the east fence of Liangyuan is connected with ancient and modern times.
Wang Ruting's "Chrysanthemum Chrysanthemum"
The lions and dragons fly into the sky, once again glorious and powerful! The alleys and streets are full of fragrance, and the chrysanthemums on the desks are blooming in September.
Jin Tao Yuanming's "He Guo Zhubu"
Fragrant chrysanthemums bloom in the forest, and green pines crown the rocks. With this pure and beautiful appearance, Zhuo is the best under Shuang.
Taizong of the Tang Dynasty's "Fu De Canju":
The orchids on the steps condense in the summer frost, and the chrysanthemums on the banks shine in the morning light. The dew is thick and the smile is bright, the wind is light and the fragrance is lingering.
The thin leaves are light green, and the round flowers are bright yellow. Still as beautiful as she is today, she will be beautiful again after remarrying.
Tang Dynasty's Du Fu's "Nine Days in Yun'an":
The cold flowers have all bloomed, and the chrysanthemums are only full of branches. The number of old pickers changes frequently, and the light-flavored wine temporarily follows.
"Ying Chrysanthemum" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty:
One night of new frost covered the tiles, and the new plantains were broken by the lotus. Only the Oriental chrysanthemum is cold-resistant, and the golden millet is more clear at dawn.
"Chrysanthemum" by Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty
The autumn bushes surround the house like Tao's house, and the fence is gradually sloping all over. It’s not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers. There will be no flowers even after all the flowers have bloomed.
"Chrysanthemum" by Wu Lülei of the Tang Dynasty
Charming golden skirt and fair skin. I know that the time is very different, and it seems to be the same as the cold season.
I can’t bear to fall to the ground, but I would rather die if I hold on to my skills.
"Chrysanthemum" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Dark lavender, melting yellow. Tao Ling's fence is beautiful, and Luo Han's house is fragrant.
Whenever it is forbidden to be exposed again, it is really timid of the setting sun. May the golden parrot ascend to the White Jade Hall.
"Zhaochang Hanju" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
The light muscles and weak bones disperse the delicate flowers, and the golden pistils are filled with flowing clouds. If you want to know, the old trillium medicine will bloom when all the herbs are destroyed.
"Chrysanthemums after the Double Ninth Festival" by Fan Chengda of the Song Dynasty
The lonely east fence is wet with dew, and the golden house in front shines on the sand. There are few girls in the world who have no charm, they only look at the flowers on the Double Ninth Festival.
"Folding Chrysanthemums on September 12th" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The fragrant yellow flowers are unique and extraordinary, but the technique of pairing the chrysanthemums with flowers during the Double Ninth Festival is wrong. After a late start, I saw Ling Shuangcao more and more, making it laughable for children to say that it was out of date.
"Remnant Chrysanthemum" by Mei Yaochen of the Song Dynasty
The scattered golden pistils do not change their fragrance even though they are withered. The solitary fragrance is hidden in the deep bushes, and you can still see the clear wine from the car.
"Chrysanthemum" by Zhu Shuzhen of the Song Dynasty
The native flowers can be white or red, and they can still love this work in the evening. I would rather hold the fragrant branches until they grow old than follow the yellow leaves dancing in the autumn wind.
Jin Yuanhao asked "Ode to October Chrysanthemum"
Qiuxiang was used in poetry by poets in the old days, but now it is passed down to busy people in the late festival. If it is not the west wind that keeps guests, the plum blossoms will fade away after a long time.
Ming Dynasty? Shen Zhou's "Chrysanthemum"
When autumn is full, flowers begin to appear at the roots of the hedge, but they meet with prosperity from indifference. There is fragrance in the doorway of the west wind, except the Tao family to my home.
"Yong Chrysanthemum" by Yang Wanli of the Song Dynasty
Things have always come from different families. Who is greedy for cold, thin and tired of time? Chrysanthemums bloom in a land of wind and frost, not chrysanthemums blooming in spring.
"Chrysanthemum" by Tang Yin in the Ming Dynasty
The three paths of the hometown are covered with secluded bushes, and frost falls in the blue sky one night. Visitors who have not returned from the end of the world have used the fence to watch the autumn breeze.
"Appreciating Chrysanthemums" by Dong Biwu
There are more than a hundred famous species of chrysanthemums, and the flowers bloom beautifully. The outside of the garden is pale in autumn, but the mood of spring is swirling before my eyes.
Who is responsible for the merit of creation? Hard-working and intelligent. Enjoy your heart and invite guests to enjoy your life; sing and enjoy it to prolong your life.
"Autumn Ju" by Chen Yi
Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of the frost, but the wind and frost are full of evil. It is cold-resistant by nature, but nothing can be done about wind and frost!
The Chrysanthemum of Life by Sun Feng
It’s autumn again, and the chrysanthemums are blooming.
What is sold in the market is planted in pots, one by one, with huge flowers blooming all over. People love it, but I don’t really appreciate it. It seems that deliberate carving goes against the beauty of life. I also have chrysanthemums at home.
I told my mother that I like things that are dense and unadorned, so natural. Perhaps my understanding is not accepted by people who appreciate flowers, but that is my original desire.
Since spring, new chrysanthemum buds have sprouted in the flower bed in my courtyard. It seems that it has been agreed long ago that no matter whether other flowers and plants come to my house this spring, chrysanthemums will always come, and they will come early. Those new shoots were full of energy from the beginning, green and very cute. Although there are no flowers, it is full of greenery, which is the vitality of life. I don't follow the instructions of the flower farmers and always water and fertilize them as they need. Watering, watering, watering when it is dry, hoping that the leaves will grow. It's finally green and lush, which is really pleasing to the eye. I just like that kind of green, green full of life. In addition, the chrysanthemum is so tenacious and considerate. As long as you water it, it will grow, regardless of weather and solar terms. As a result, the dark green and huge leaves spread out, and the thick branches stood tall and straight. In summer, other plants are extremely delicate, except chrysanthemums. All in all, it’s a long journey. Even if you forget to water it for two or three days and it wilts, as long as you water it again, it will perk up again.
Because of the indulgence and arrogance of spring and summer, in autumn, the chrysanthemum leaves are lush, and the chrysanthemum stems are as thick as a thumb, and some stretch out as long as they can, stretching endlessly. Gradually, flowers and bones appeared, countless in number. I let it grow, never prune it, and let it grow if it grows. As a result, the bones were like fish fry, clustered in clusters, which was surprising.
Sometimes I worry that with so many bones, the bones will not be full. In fact, it was too much to worry about, because those chrysanthemums always kept their composure and kept their promises. Gradually, gradually, even the flowers you think are the most immature will open wider and wider, and finally become as plump as a fist.
I like chrysanthemums. I think, rather than saying this, it is better to say that I like life and like vigorous life. Since life is limited, it should be allowed to flourish within the limited time.
Chrysanthemum planting notes by Chen Zhongshi
My friend works in a park and gave me several pots of chrysanthemums of different colors the year before last. I was very surprised that artificial cultivation could produce such amazing flowers. Douyan comes in various colors and varieties.
After the flowers faded, I took the potted chrysanthemums back to my hometown in the countryside and transplanted them into the small courtyard. First of all, it's just laziness, so that you don't have to worry about drought and flood all the time, and you don't have to worry about watering every day or every other day. After all, the ground can withstand drought better than flower pots. Secondly, out of temperament, I prefer the original forms of vegetation that grow naturally and freely. I have never appreciated things that are too neatly cut, including potted flowers and trees. I especially can’t bear to look at those that have been artificially twisted into grotesque shapes. Bonsai always creates the illusion of appreciating a woman’s feet. In this way, once these pots of chrysanthemums are transplanted into the soil of the small courtyard, they are forced to return to their wild form, allowed to germinate, grow stems, and lie on the ground. When autumn comes, the flowers bloom. The white ones look whiter, the purple ones look more purple, and the petals with ribbon hooks look more vivid. It's just that it's much smaller than the original flower. Just make it a little smaller. With less traces of retouching, I think it looks more pleasing to the eye.
Before the Qingming Festival this year, my wife went to an ancient temple fair that was revived at the junction of urban and rural areas, bought a few balls of chrysanthemum roots, and planted them in the small courtyard. They treated everyone equally and allowed them to develop freely, but she didn’t know. What are the varieties of chrysanthemums and what shapes and colors of flowers they bloom. The clusters of flower roots are buried underground, which also buries clusters of flower mysteries. Looking at the blooming leaves and stems, there is often the expectation that the answer to the mystery will be revealed. When the leaves of these chrysanthemums were dry and wilted, I used well water to moisten them and water them thoroughly, so that they could withstand the high temperature for many days. It rained after autumn, and all the newly planted chrysanthemum stalks crawled to the ground and fell on the edge of the path in the courtyard. I didn't want to lift them up. Some friends from the village came and suggested that they get some bamboo sticks or branches to tie up the chrysanthemum branches. I promised verbally, but I still haven't implemented it. I thought to myself, it is too crazy and too soft. It can't support itself and will fall to the ground, so why should I help and tie it up. Besides, the chrysanthemums on the floor are in bloom, which will give it a different style, maybe.
I had a brief outing not long ago. When I returned to the small courtyard under Yuanxia, ??what I saw was an attractive golden color. It was so brilliant, so tender, and so calm that I couldn't help but feel my heart tremble. I remember that when I left home, the clusters of chrysanthemums bought at the ancient temple fair were already showing dense buds. I thought that the flowering period was still early, because the heat of summer was still there, at least after the wild chrysanthemums. Unexpectedly, it bloomed first, The mystery of this cluster of chrysanthemums was revealed in this way. The ground was covered with gold, and the flowers were in clusters. The golden flowers bloomed willfully. I looked left, right, standing, squatting, and couldn't bear to leave.
Seeing this cluster of chrysanthemums blooming on the ground, with their golden color, Huang Chao's widely circulated poem "Yong Chrysanthemum" came to mind. To be honest, I remember this poem, but I don’t like it: in a symbolic sense, I don’t agree with the narrow-mindedness and stinginess of “I’ll let the flowers bloom and let the flowers bloom”. If Huang Chao's wish were granted and all the flowers were gone, leaving only chrysanthemums, the world would be too monotonous and lonely. Not only can I not bear it, but any normal person would. Huang Chao's mantra himself failed to realize it, but it happened more than a thousand years later during the "Cultural Revolution". The Chinese literary world was wiped out and only eight model plays were allowed to survive. If one flower becomes the dominant one, there will definitely be trouble, and it will definitely not last long. From the deeper level of this poem, Huang Chao just uses chrysanthemum as a metaphor for himself, implying the political ambition of becoming king and hegemony.
Thinking of the nonsense of Li Zicheng who had just become emperor, and the chaos of Hong Xiuquan and his kings who had not yet fully proclaimed emperor, Huang Chao would definitely not be much better even if he became emperor. Only the chrysanthemum is innocent. It has always been used as a kind of flower to express Aoshuang's independent character by allegorical scholars. It was pulled out by Huang Chao who was eager to become emperor for no reason. Also represented as golden armor.
Yesterday evening, the haze began to clear up, and the setting sun burst through the gaps in the clouds. I walked out of the small courtyard and walked up the original slope behind the village. The wild flowers were melancholy, the grasshoppers were rising and falling, the trees and grass were still green, but it was clearly an autumn scene. In the ravines and on the slopes, clusters of wild chrysanthemums are already in bud, waiting to bloom. In the memory of the past, once the chrysanthemums in the mountains and fields bloom, the mountains and fields are covered with endless golden color. The clump in my courtyard is incomparable, and any pampered princess-like species in the garden is incomparable. The wild chrysanthemums bred by the weather, wind and earth are so brilliant and straightforward that it is difficult to create them artificially or in small courtyards.
Written two chrysanthemum poems to relieve my worries and as a reminder. The chrysanthemums in the family's house are blooming on the ground, containing dew and condensing fragrance, and the golden chrysanthemums in the small courtyard announce the arrival of autumn.
Autumn wind, autumn rain and autumn sun are good, and poetry suddenly rises to the top of the cliff.
The two wild chrysanthemums
Why are they competing for beauty in spring, not blooming with peaches and apricots for a while?
The flowers withered and their fragrance disappeared, and yellow flowers bloomed all over the mountain.
September 28, 2001
Daisy Zhang Xiaoxian who accompanies me for a walk
Every New Year, I am always asked what my New Year’s wishes are.
How have the wishes we made for the cake on our birthday ever come true?
I don’t have any wishes. Having no wishes may be a good thing, as it proves that you have no particular regrets.
There is a psychological test like this. If you could go back in time and change one thing that happened to you, what age would you go back to? What else should be changed? If you want to go back to when you were fourteen and don't have acne on your face anymore, then the thing that bothers you most in your life is having acne on your face when you are fourteen.
I never make distant wishes lest I be disappointed. My wish is to be realized immediately.
That morning, I suddenly wanted to go for a walk, but I couldn’t find a companion, so I put on my running shoes and went for a walk.
There were not many people on the mountain. I thought it would be difficult to walk up the slope. It turned out that as long as I walked slowly, it was not that hard. There is a lot of dog poop on the ground, and it is fun to jump around and avoid the dog poop.
On the way back, I passed a flower stall. The bucket of bright yellow daisies was very beautiful. I bought a few to accompany me for a walk.
I have always thought that besides people, only dogs can accompany people for a walk. I have even seen someone dragging a cat for a walk. The cat was very reluctant to walk, probably because it was afraid of being accompanied by those The owner's dog for a walk laughs. Where can I find cats that accompany people for walks? This morning, I discovered that daisies can also accompany me for walks.
There are some plots in the novel that I couldn’t figure out. Before I went out for a walk, I hoped to figure it out during the walk. However, when I got home, I realized that I hadn’t thought about anything during the walk. It was my wish to use my walking time to figure out the plot of the novel. They say don’t have wishes.