At that time, the flowers were in full bloom and the fragrance was lingering. Qu Yuan pinned his hope for a wise monarch and longing for a better life on vanilla, and remained faithful, "meaning nine days is right"; On the day when he was framed and alienated by Chu Huaiwang, he used vanilla as a metaphor. "Want to leave the river and hide, thinking that Qiu Lan thinks it is admirable"; On the way to exile, he did not forget the flowers, but still paid attention to people's livelihood, "fearing the downfall of the court." It was because the flowers were in full bloom at that time that Li Sao was immortal; It is precisely because of the time when flowers bloom that the romantic poetic style and political feelings of loyalty to the monarch and love for the people of later poets are formed.
For a time, flowers bloom and fall, shocking. Du Fu witnessed the decline and prosperity of this historical flower in the Tang Dynasty with his wisdom pen. He stumbled in the war and cried in the ruins, describing the tragic war and the sorrow of national destruction and death with amazing words; He used the poems of "Three Officials" and "Three Farewells" to express the pain and desolation of the people displaced in the war and chaos, and pointed his anger at the greed and absurdity of the rulers. It is because of flowers that Du Fu recited the poem "Where petals flow like tears, lonely birds sing their sorrows". It is precisely because of the flowering time that the nickname "poet saint" flashed in the starry sky of history.
At that time, the flowers were in full bloom and the peach blossoms were full of eyes. Because of peach blossoms, there is the classic of "Peach Blossoms Set each other off", the appearance of peach blossom fans, the origin of "Peach Blossom Luck" and the beauty of Peach Blossom Island. Because of peach blossoms, spring scenery is not monotonous, and lovers are no longer lonely; It is precisely because of the blooming of peach blossoms that there are fascinating green mountains, green waters and scenic spots in the Peach Blossom Garden, and Tao Yuanming's feat of abandoning his official position and returning to the field and his spirit of not bending down to pick up rice.
At that time, flowers were in full bloom and feelings were unbearable. When the rain hit dusk, the flowers quietly opened, and Li Qingzhao felt more "red lotus root fragrance, jade dying"; "Three cups and two glasses of wine" made the pain of her husband's death "just frown, but take it to heart". In the face of flowers, how can we not let her bear endless "sadness and sorrow" in the "searching"? At that time, when the flowers were in bloom, why didn't the strong feeling of missing her husband make her dress wider and thinner than yellow flowers?
At that time, the flowers were in full bloom, lonely and desolate. At that time, the flowers were all over the mountain, which touched Lin Daiyu's sensitive heartstrings. It was precisely because the flowers were in full bloom at that time that Daiyu was crying alone in the back hill, the sadness of "burying flowers", the sadness of "who will pity after the red fragrance disappears", the resentment of "willow pods grow from wheatgrass" and the arrogance of "leading a clean life" Daiyu loves flowers and hates them even more. At that time, the flowers were dead and desolate.
At that time, flowers bloomed and many touching stories were interpreted, so careful literati painted flowers in various shapes.
At that time, gardenia was swaying gently in the breeze, blooming my thoughts of my friends. Just like its flower language: eternal friendship!
A long time ago, friends only understood to play and laugh together. Friends are not necessities of life, because you never feel lonely when you are alone.
Growing up slowly, I can't help but think of the past time and childishness in the past. And feelings with friends are like tree rings, which go around for more than a year, until countless times, the tree may fall down ... A small candle is lit in a dark room, and the golden light shines on everyone's face. Put a few songs that people like to listen to on their mobile phones, and then sing along. Holding hands tightly together, the golden candlelight conjures up the outline of gardenia, and the smell of food is a bit bitter and fragrant. I don't know how long I sang, but I put out the candle with warm tears. She stood up and said that she would send me a song. She sang in a slightly out-of-tune voice, slightly crying. Maybe that's just the most sincere song I've ever heard. Facing the rekindled candle, we made a wish and made the truest wish in our hearts. We also sing birthday songs and eat lollipops. ...
The clear spring of friendship, thin and never broken. The gardenia at the source fell into the water and floated, and the whole river was filled with the smell of gardenia. Oh, remember the flower language of gardenia? Forever friendship!
At that time, I was standing under the osmanthus tree, and the gentle breeze rolled the flowers and spread to the distance. The breath is full of the rich and sweet fragrance of osmanthus, and my thoughts drift with the wind unconsciously.
I will never forget those days.
We were inseparable all the time, but we quarreled over a trivial matter, but neither of us would give in. In this way, the cold war began. From that day on, we never had any communication, even if we met on the road, we turned a blind eye, as indifferent as strangers, and our relationship dropped to freezing point.
After a few days, nothing serious happened. This is my favorite state of life. But I don't know why, but I feel something is missing from the dull. It is neither an earth-shattering event nor a trivial matter. Just a feeling, a habit. Thinking hard and racking my brains, there is still no answer. It was not until that afternoon that I finally realized what I had missed.
The warm sunshine spread all over the earth, and the dim light penetrated through the leaves, leaving little marks on the rough concrete floor. Looking up, the sweet-scented osmanthus composed of four petals is a little golden and fragrant, with a cluster here and a cluster there, as if the green leaves are dotted with broken gold. The rich and tireless fragrance of flowers is refreshing and makes people feel clear and happy. Staring at osmanthus for a long time, a smiling face suddenly appeared, so pure and moving, so warm and familiar. Oh, I know, what I lack is your smile! Scenes of the past emerge in front of us, and silvery laughter echoes in my ears. Thinking about the happy life of that year, I finally got up the courage and pressed the number I knew by heart.
A blue and white casual dress, shawl and long hair flying in the wind, there you are! I clung to my skirt for a long time, and my excitement was self-evident: you came! You're here after all! You walk slowly under the osmanthus tree and stand face to face with me. The light with different light and shade reflected on your face, which made me unable to see your expression clearly, and made me more nervous and at a loss. You didn't say a word, staring at me quietly. Under your eyes, I feel that the air seems to have stopped flowing, and the oxygen is decreasing little by little, but my heart begins to beat faster, as if I were about to jump out of my chest.
Over time, my heart became more anxious: what should I do? If I don't ask for reconciliation, I may never have this opportunity again; But if I did, would you agree? Just as I was struggling, you raised your hand and looked at your watch. There is a trace of anxiety on your cold face. Your lips are slightly open and you spit out a few words: "What are you going to say? If I have something to do, just say it quickly, or I will leave. " Seeing this situation, I know that if I don't talk about it, I really have no chance. Suddenly, I had a wave of courage in my heart, trembling and shouting: "Let's make up!" " At that moment, my heart was like fifteen buckets of water-ups and downs, tension, worry, and expectation came to my mind together, just for your answer.
First you are shocked, then you smile. "Well, I'll wait for you!" The radian of the corners of the mouth is as perfect as a crescent moon, as bright as a cloud on the horizon, and two dimples are also smiling deeply. So warm and so bright, I can't help being fascinated. I don't know when the corners of my mouth will start to rise and draw a beautiful arc. Smile at each other, my heart is happier, and a white flower of friendship slowly blooms, pure and beautiful, elegant and generous beyond words. A breeze blew, and the faint fragrance of flowers surrounded us. We had a great time!
The opening of the flower of friendship witnessed the restoration of our friendship. Perhaps, I am not the best friend, but I will try my best to make you happy, and I will face you with 100% sincerity, my best friend; Maybe, we may not be in the same school in the future, but I will often contact you, my best friend; Perhaps, we have all grown up and lost contact, but I will still keep you in my heart forever, my best friend.
Dear you, are you okay now? When you said that osmanthus flowers were blooming, the thick fragrance of flowers was your yearning for me. Now, sweet-scented osmanthus is going to bloom again, do you know? I am under the osmanthus tree, waiting for you to come back I'm sure you will come back when the osmanthus blossoms. For a time, a hundred flowers blossom!
It was a sunny morning, inspiring songs accompanied by the horn of youth, watching groups of people work hard for their future again.
The burning sun shone on the earth, dried the lake, dried the grass and killed the insects. Only this group of human beings who struggled for the college entrance examination did not fall. In the scorching sun, they read aloud and tried to be remembered, even though their clothes were soaked with sweat. This is a group of human beings who struggle for their dreams and never give up on the hard road.
Edison once said that genius is "one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration". But yes, no pains, no gains.
It is 81 difficult for Tang Xuanzang to learn from the West. The wind and sun on the way, the intimidation of monsters, the misunderstanding of others, and the temptation of money and beauty never made him waver in his determination to learn from the scriptures. The rain soaked his body, but it could not cool his heart; Money is everywhere, but it can't make him move; Beauty moved him, but he still couldn't give up his dream. This may be to pay everything for your dreams and follow your heart, no matter how expensive.
Dreams are like a flower, and the blooming season is the strongest time to realize them. Do you have the strength, perseverance and persistence of Tang Xuanzang on the road of dreaming ... If not, please go to him. Once you lose him, it's hard to find him. If yes, please give full play to this advantage and make yourself better and more attractive.
Flowers bloom for a while, don't fall for a while, I believe strength is charm.
At that time, the ferris wheel of youth had already started running. We sit in it, or excited, or happy, or lost, or sad, are all witnesses of our growth. Fourteen years old, with a touch of sadness, slipped quietly in my life. Once those lost beauties disappear in drifting.
Flower of life is in bud. We carefully care for the beautiful dreams we weave with our heart. In the waste of time, time slipped away quietly, and we changed from children licking lollipops to thoughtful adults. Growth is a slow process. When we open our eyes every day, we face a new life and a new world.
When I was a child, I often cried because I didn't get 100 on the paper, but now success or failure is not so important to us, and we care more about the process. Only through hard work can we taste the sweetness of success. We firmly believe that we will win!
I used to think that youth was out of reach, but now youth is in my own hands, but I feel confused and confused. I often say that "youth is for profligacy". I really want to ask myself, are you still splurging? Although it is only the beginning, it is far from what I expected.
Growing up is an annoying thing, and it is also something to be proud of. I used to laugh and be childish, and I locked it into a small box of memory with maturity and reason. There is an impulse to shout "I have grown up", and with a little rebellion, I write about a lonely young man.
The tinkling wind chimes in front of the window beat my sensitive and fragile heart. I opened the window and took a deep breath. I found that I was naive and blue, and shook my head confidently. It felt good to grow up. Wave goodbye to the unhappiness and sadness of the past, and we should face life more strongly.
Flowers bloom on that lonely night. ...
At that time, when I saw the topic of "flowers bloom at that time", I remembered the proverb "All plants and trees are in autumn". In fact, life is like a flower, and it is also a process of seed germination-flower seedling growth-flowering and fruiting. The difference is that people's wisdom and ability are higher than plants. He is not just waiting for the gift of nature, but shows a proactive state, sweating today, then urging flowers to bloom, thus harvesting the fruits of life.
Sprinkle today's sweat to push the flowers to bloom at that time, and ancient people with lofty ideals did it. Fan Zhongyan was two years old, lonely, poor and helpless. But when he was young, he was ambitious, hard-working, hard-working, willing to shed blood and sweat for the blooming of the ideal flower in his heart, and eventually became a generation of famous ministers who were "worried about the world and happy." Song Lian grew up in a poor family, with no books to read and poor learning conditions. However, he was not afraid of difficulties and shed hard sweat without hesitation. With books and copying books, he can read widely, and finally, together with Liu Ji and Gui Youguang, he became one of the three famous people in Ming Dynasty.
Sprinkle today's sweat and push the flowers at that time, and contemporary people have done it. Shi Tiesheng, who has been imprisoned in a wheelchair since he was 2 1 year old, has suffered great pain that ordinary people can't bear. However, he faced up to life and pain, overcame his fate with iron perseverance and fighting spirit, and finally blossomed with the sweat of tough guys, becoming one of the great writers most admired by China people. Liu Wei lost his arms when he was ten years old because of an electric shock. Facing the life path of "either die quickly or live brilliantly", he resolutely chose to live brilliantly: he learned to swim for his long-cherished wish, but later he could not swim because of illness; To learn music for my dream, I must play the piano without hands. I just use a set of "playing the piano with my feet" method to play a natural note. On the stage of China's Got Talent, I played the melody of a brave man flying; In the Golden Hall of Vienna, the most beautiful movement of grassroots life was played.
The edge of the sword comes from sharpening, and the fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold. Life practice tells us that if we want to appreciate the flowers at that time, we must shed today's sweat. No pains, no gains; One point of hard work, one point of brilliance.