In the fourth grade, I studied the osmanthus rain in my hometown by Qi Jun, a female writer. The author's "Yearning for Sweet Osmanthus Fragrans" makes me curious about sweet osmanthus. With this curiosity, I also found some articles about Osmanthus fragrans, such as Osmanthus fragrans floating through the clouds and Hangzhou: A Rain of Osmanthus fragrans, to see why people like Osmanthus fragrans so much.
"Flowers with rich fragrance are' clear or thick, you can't have both'. Osmanthus fragrans is both pure and rich. It is fragrant and fragrant, and its unique sweet smell can always bring people to a wonderful world. "
"The trees are full of golden flowers, dotted with the delicate season of red leaves. There is also that kind of rich fragrance,' blindly annoying incense' directly hits people's hearts and makes people feel deeply. And there is a faint sweetness in the fragrance, which makes people not tired after listening for a long time. " ...
Beautiful sentences and beautiful flowers, the description of osmanthus in the article is so magical and mythical. I was deeply moved when I read it, as if I had come to a dream with fairy tale music fluttering, melted into it and enjoyed a beautiful atmosphere. Slowly, I developed a familiar feeling about osmanthus.
"Osmanthus fragrans can be divided into Osmanthus fragrans, Osmanthus fragrans, Osmanthus fragrans, Osmanthus fragrans ..." I said to my mother with an old face, holding my mother's hand, and walked into the Osmanthus fragrans forest in grandpa's yard under the moon.
Far away, I smelled a fragrant aroma and a refreshing wind blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like a silver ribbon, it lingers, floats, falls and floats to the ground. Although there are not so many sweet-scented osmanthus in Qi Jun's hometown, I really feel like Qi Jun said that it has become a "western paradise paved with golden sands", with a strong fragrance, floating on my mother's hair, body and shoes. I stretched out my arms and exclaimed, "osmanthus rain! Mom, this is osmanthus rain! Everything in the original book is true ... how romantic, how wonderful and how dreamy! " I looked up, osmanthus fell on my face, gently, carefully, with the fragrance of flowers, stroking my face and telling me.
Osmanthus fragrans, once did not make me move or be elated, but when I walked into it and listened to the language of flowers all over the sky, its silence was better than sound. At the moment of approaching, it told me all its beauty and all its emotions at the same time. It tells me that its fragrance is pleasant, it tells me that its dance is colorful ... which is not exciting. I was bathed in osmanthus rain. That night was in my dream.
The beauty of osmanthus is not entirely here. The buns shops in Shuangguifang, Baguitang and Chunguifang are all related to "Gui", and the osmanthus lantern festival and Osmanthus Jelly all verify the history of osmanthus.
The drizzle is fragrant, and the wind is faint with smoke, striving for the harvest of Guizi in Qingfeng Year. Children can play with flowers, and the flowers in their dreams are colorful and sweet. This year's osmanthus has not yet blossomed, and this year's osmanthus will definitely be more beautiful than last year's.
Excellent prose describing osmanthus fragrans 2 August is the season of osmanthus fragrans fragrance, and the fragrant osmanthus fragrans brought me back to the mountain where I live.
The deep mountains, deep and wide, lovingly contain everything in the mountains-naughty birds, proud wild flowers, cheerful streams, hardworking people and ignorant me. Elegant floral fragrance endows the mountain with spirituality, and the deep mountain is happy, casting everything in the mountain and ignorant me.
My father, who lives in the mountains, makes me depend on him like a mountain. When he climbed his father's shoulder again, his father said seriously, "It's time for you to go out. If you want to go out of the mountain, you must also go out of the mountain. " I am deeply attracted by the language of this mountain. I seem to see my future and feel my burden. My father, like a mountain, became my guide, guiding me in the direction of struggle.
Dashan endowed me with character, and my father became my guide. Slowly, I learned to be independent. Every day in my life, I remember Dashan, my father.
The road of life is tortuous and long. On this difficult road, I fell down many times and wanted to give up countless times, and Dashan and my father came to my mind countless times. Life in grade three is short and long. Exams again and again make me thrilling. I just looked at the red cross on the test paper and counted the rankings on the report card helplessly. I'm a little lost. At this time, my father appeared in the dim tears, with an encouraging smile on his face and touching my head with his hand. "Go, boy, out of the mountain, go!" Passionate and powerful words echoed in my ears, awakening me from my dreams, waking me up and understanding my goal: rushing! Rush out of the mountain! From then on, I got rid of the shadow of failing the exam, turned my malaise into motivation and devoted myself to my study. Finally, the trial of another stage is over. I have achieved good results in the top five, and my heart is full of joy and excitement, but I am more grateful to my father.
It is another season when osmanthus flowers are in full bloom. The faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers has drifted to every corner of the mountain, but my father is ill. Looking at my scrawny and tortured father, I collapsed again. Father choked back pain, heavy.
The remake patted me on the shoulder: "Let's go, son, run out of the mountain!" " "It is still so powerful. Tears welled up in my eyes again, looking at my father's smile again, and that belief returned to the depths of my soul: rush, rush out of the mountain! From then on, I picked myself up again, and with the faith in my heart, I resolutely stood in front of the table, the podium and the stage, like a happy angel, enjoying the flowers and applause I won. Little I grew up.
Brilliant Jingui is in full bloom, and this elegant fragrance is floating in every corner of the mountain. I have stood at the starting line of rushing out of the mountain, I will struggle, I will struggle, I will rush out of the mountain and meet the dawn of victory!
In our beautiful garden, all kinds of flowers are in full bloom, including graceful Chinese rose flowers, tender bamboos that are evergreen all year round, and a bunch of fiery red ones. But my favorite is osmanthus.
When I came to school in the morning, a fragrance came to my face. I came to the school garden with this fragrance, and suddenly, a starry landscape appeared in front of my eyes. The osmanthus here is in full bloom and beautiful. Rich floral fragrance, floating in the fresh air, seeps into the heart.
In class, I looked at the century-old osmanthus tree and found it beautiful. Looking from a distance, osmanthus fragrans is like a little star, which is even more dazzling under the sunshine. Dense leaves set off these flowers more beautifully.
After class, I approached the osmanthus tree. I put my nose close to the petals and took a deep breath. Ah, wisps of fragrance are rippling in my chest instantly. I was intoxicated by the fragrance and began to observe osmanthus carefully involuntarily!
The trunk of osmanthus fragrans is very thick. When I touched it with my hand, the bark was rough. Look carefully, there are many spots on that tree. I think it must have been formed after a hundred years of wind and rain. The branches spread around. There are different shades of green leaves on the branches. When you touch them with your hands, the front is very smooth. When you turn the leaves over, clear veins will appear. They are like handfuls of umbrellas in front of flowers, which are very beautiful and elegant with flowers. Among the leaves, clusters of millet-like yellow flowers are covered with branches, emitting attractive fragrance. Their tiny petals, like a few drops of dew on a green leaf, are very light and extremely inconspicuous. The petals are so exquisitely carved as if they had been carefully carved. The four of them embraced each other warmly. The four petals are like a cross and an orange windmill, constantly turning.
Osmanthus fragrans has many uses, such as making tea, making sweet-scented osmanthus honey, and making all kinds of sweet-scented osmanthus-flavored foods, such as sweet-scented osmanthus lotus root and sweet-scented osmanthus dumplings.
I like sweet-scented osmanthus, not only because of its refreshing aroma, but also because of its quality.
Osmanthus fragrans is not as gorgeous as Chinese rose, and it attracts people with charming flower posture; Not as colorful as chrysanthemums; Not as luxurious as peony, which makes people afraid to approach; Unlike the lotus flower, it is known as "getting out of the mud without being stained" ... Osmanthus fragrans is a little small, hidden in the green leaves, and even difficult to find. However, it brings people a fresh fragrance, which fades quietly, but does not need to be repaid.
I think the best thing in life should be the simplicity of essence, the nobility of spirit and the tenacity of will, which is the best. Osmanthus fragrans has such characteristics!
Don't you like osmanthus?
Excellent prose describing osmanthus fragrans 4 I have very strong feelings for this osmanthus fragrans. Osmanthus fragrans has a rich and far-reaching aroma and has the reputation of "Murraya". You will see osmanthus when you go out. Clusters of sweet-scented osmanthus are covered with branches, and the golden petals look a little jasper against the green leaves, but they don't lose their atmosphere. From a distance, a golden light seems to be many intelligent stars. It does not have the beauty of peony, nor the fresh and elegant beauty of narcissus, but its petite body is simply magical.
Walking too many mountain roads consumes a lot of my physical strength. At that time, I was tired of shouting when I was young, which bored the adults to death. I just saw the sweet-scented osmanthus like Venus in the distance. I was curious, so I put away Miss Da's delicate shelf and walked forward curiously. This sweet-scented osmanthus seems to fascinate me, push me, attract me, tempt me, and let me stick to the whole journey. I got into osmanthus and poked around, enjoying the fragrance and breath of osmanthus and intoxicated with it.
Whether the rich and far-reaching fragrance of osmanthus will float to the universe and leave its own "footprint" on various planets; Will it float into the ocean and intoxicate the fish? ......
Osmanthus fragrans not only smells pleasant, but also can be used to make many delicious foods, such as Osmanthus Jelly. Although I took a bite at first, it was only a faint' sweet osmanthus fragrance', but I tasted the sweet taste after careful aftertaste, which lingered in my mouth and refused to disperse, and finally went deep into my heart. ......
Compared with other flowers, Osmanthus fragrans always appears to be particularly United, and always gets together affectionately at any time to give people their refreshing fragrance. It's worth it to see people's comfortable smiles. You know, although roses are more delicate than sweet-scented osmanthus, if they bloom alone, they can only release a little brilliance, which is neither beautiful nor lonely. At that time, osmanthus was dazzling and had a pleasant aroma. It is appreciated because of the spirit of unity!
Although the life of Osmanthus fragrans is short, there is no regret, because before it ended, it dedicated all its life to the world. In this way, I also live a full and fulfilling life. In fact, life is just like this: everything is dedicated to the people, dedicated to the people, and our life will become valuable!
Flowers bloom and fall. None of us will be sad, because this faint and fresh fragrance has been left in the world: delicious snacks, fresh air, and even deeply imprinted in people's hearts.
"Why light blue and light red? Was the first to stay among the flowers. " This poem describes the sweet-scented osmanthus with inner beauty!
Excellent prose describing osmanthus fragrans 5 Autumn night in the south, hazy and graceful. Even the moonlight pouring on the earth seems to be less cold and more gentle. In the courtyard, the moonlight is like water and entangled. Suddenly a gust of wind passed, and everywhere I went, I saw big osmanthus trees, and beautiful shadows fluttered. A wisp of fragrance lingers between branches and leaves, between trees and courtyards, between heaven and earth, between dreams and reality. I tread lightly in the moonlight, walk in the courtyard, try to smell the flowers, and my mind is full of thoughts. In ancient times, Tao Yuanming, a gifted scholar, preferred chrysanthemums among flowers, but now I love osmanthus. Of course, I dare not compare with Tao, but I just want to express my thoughts through Tao's love.
Growing up, I especially like sweet-scented osmanthus. Mid-Autumn Festival is a time when flowers are in full bloom. At this time, I always like to sit under the osmanthus tree with moon cakes and smell the flowers while eating, as if the fragrance of osmanthus can make the food more delicious. Later, after reading a series of stories about the goddess the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon, I liked osmanthus more. I think this beautiful osmanthus is like a fairy in the sky. It is not only beautiful, but also fragrant and moving. With the passage of time, rational thought has replaced sensibility, and my feeling of osmanthus is no longer just like it.
Dressed in plain clothes, there is no passion for peach blossoms, and there is no detachment and lofty plum blossoms. She has her own refined and indifferent temperament, just like a southern beauty who is uncontested. Standing on the branch, in the sad season, quietly telling the fleeting time, countless years, endless reincarnation, there is only true love.
Over the years, I have been wandering around in a foreign land, but I have always been attached to my hometown. The human feelings are warm and cold, and the disputes and entanglements make me very upset. Whenever I am frustrated, I always think of the osmanthus tree in my hometown. It is beautiful when it withers. She is not only a sweet-scented osmanthus, but also a sustenance in my heart. I often tell myself in my heart to be indifferent, to learn to be aloof from things, to be less eager and more plain. Otherwise, you don't deserve to appreciate and love her.
However, in this world, life is like an invisible vat, and you may not be spotless at all. Many times, in order to live, you have to yield your ideals to reality, and I am no exception.
Tonight is my first Mid-Autumn Festival at home in these years. At this time, I was standing under a tree with a bunch of newly picked osmanthus in my hand. After many years' absence, she is still gentle and fragrant when we meet again. In the shadow of the moonlight, there seems to be a halo on it, which is extremely moving, but it can't return to the original. I held her in my hand, put her on the tip of my nose and smelled her fragrance alone.
In the evening, in my spare time, I take my children to the yard. There is a cool breeze in the rising sun, and the summer sunshine has not faded. Miss Qiu has quietly arrived. As soon as I entered the gate, the fragrant smell came to my face. I looked up and found that the osmanthus trees in the yard were full of osmanthus, red, yellow and white, standing in the yard, which formed a colorful autumn rendering and added refreshing fragrance and color to the yard.
Flowers can eliminate sadness, make people feel happy and full of ambition ... Some people love graceful and noble peony, some people love clean and clear lotus, some people love smiling plum blossoms, and I love sweet-scented osmanthus with cinnamon fragrance.
Attracted by the fragrance of osmanthus fragrans, I stopped under a osmanthus tree and quietly looked at the small osmanthus fragrans covered with branches and clusters of flowers. From a distance, it seems that green leaves are dotted with broken gold. In the sun, the osmanthus trees are shining with golden light, which is particularly dazzling and beautiful. With the wind, sweet-scented osmanthus falls leisurely. Pick one and study it in your hand. I saw six or seven flowers forming the unique shape of osmanthus, which was very beautiful. Although its shape is small, it has a strong fragrance, which makes me realize the unique charm of autumn.
The children ran "wantonly" in the osmanthus forest, probably infected by the beautiful scenery and the fragrant smell. Seeing her happy back reminds me of my childhood. I spent my childhood at my grandfather's house. When I was a child, my brother and I always spent a winter and summer vacation at my grandfather's house because my parents ran away from home. My grandfather is very kind, with the simplicity and kindness unique to rural people.
There are several osmanthus trees in front of my grandfather's house. Every time sweet-scented osmanthus smells sweet, grandpa always takes my brother and me to pick chestnuts, firs, kiwis, and melons in August in the village filled with sweet-scented osmanthus, and then goes home to cook a delicious meal at night. Sitting under the osmanthus tree after dinner, telling colorful stories, leisurely and happy. This is also the season I yearned for most when I was a child, and it is the harvest season.
When I grow up, I am far away from my hometown, my grandfather who raised me, and the charming osmanthus season in the countryside. But the season filled with fragrance, the village filled with fragrance, and the villagers filled with fragrance are engraved in my mind and will never be erased, and will live in my heart forever.
Unconsciously, I looked up and found that the moon gradually climbed the branches of Dangui, as if my grandfather in the sky was illuminating the dark road ahead for me. "Guizi falls in the middle of the month, and clouds are floating outside the sky." Osmanthus fragrans is in full bloom, the fragrance makes me intoxicated, and the moonlight shines high. How are my relatives?
The excellent prose 7 describing osmanthus fragrans does not strive for the beauty of spring or the green of summer. The simple osmanthus fragrans quietly blooms in August of harvest, writing the legend of "osmanthus fragrans Sanqiu". "Romantic straight to occupy Qiu Guang, Ye Yin chestnut color. * * * The road is fragrant for ten miles, and it is famous for thousands of townships. " For osmanthus, Song Hongshi praised it like this.
Not as beautiful as cinnamon in Jiangnan, Bhutan is yellow, not yellow and white, and there are only a few kinds of flowers. Flowers are as fine as grains, hidden in dense green leaves, but unique, with a holy flower soul different from Baihui, that is, turning all the beauty of life into wonderful fragrance and filling the world.
In the clear autumn, osmanthus fragrans in the corner, the court, the roadside and the alley absorb the essence of heaven and earth, and their fragrance is overflowing, infiltrating the empty courtyard of every household, the house building in the countryside and the sunshine air of the earth. Whenever, maybe on the road, maybe stop, maybe have a rest, with a gust of wind and rain, there will be sweet cinnamon floating in, refreshing. The fragrance is quiet and elegant, rich and far-reaching, like the happiness and sweetness of passionate love, the tenderness and thoughtfulness of maternal love, and the warmth and persistence of friendship. "It smells good!" Rhythmic breathing, big inhalation, will always make people give a heartfelt and comfortable sigh, so consistent.
"Spring blossoms, sweet-scented osmanthus in autumn. As independent as life in the festival. " Osmanthus fragrans not only has withered fragrance, but also links many human affection and homesickness of many wanderers.
I don't know if osmanthus is late for the festival, or if the festival is waiting for the gorgeous bloom of osmanthus. This seems to be a proposition that can never be clearly answered. There's no need to answer. The indisputable fact is that on the Mid-Autumn Festival, the family got together, smelling the faint Gui Xiang from the breezy breeze, or enjoying the fruits of hard work with joy, or drinking the deep affection, or looking at the bright moon in the distance, * * * discussing the beautiful legend of "the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon" and "Wugang cutting laurel" and sharing the harmonious and intoxicating affection. Everything is so warm and comfortable that it is hard to describe.
At this time, wanderers who go out will never forget the sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance in their hometown. In that memory, there was an oolong story of "laurel blossoms in full bloom" told by the old man under the osmanthus tree, a nursery rhyme of "eighteen osmanthus trees, people sitting under the tree", and the villagers diligently cleaned the osmanthus trees to make the comfortable life of osmanthus tea ... osmanthus has long been a special medium for them to miss their hometown deeply.
Open the window lattice, open the curtains and look at the tall and green osmanthus trees in front of the building. There seems to be a faint fragrance floating in, sneaking into my nose and penetrating into my heart with the wind. My heart was shocked and deeply intoxicated.
The excellent prose describing osmanthus 8 is another year of osmanthus fragrance. Open the window, the fragrant sweet-scented osmanthus is coming at you, refreshing and refreshing.
I want to go to osmanthus tree, take a good breath of faint fragrance, look around, but I can't find osmanthus tree. It must be planted in the garden in the villa area in front of me, so it is definitely not convenient to disturb.
I can't see osmanthus trees, but I smell osmanthus fragrance. I didn't find the osmanthus tree in front of me, but my grandfather's osmanthus tree appeared in my mind.
When I was a teenager, I often went to my grandfather's house for a few days with my mother when osmanthus was fragrant. At this time, the rice will be harvested in ten days. In her spare time, my mother goes to grandpa's house to see what farm work and housework need to be done. These days just provide a chance for me and my two cousins to have fun.
My grandfather lives in the depths of the mountain, with a row of tile houses, with his back to the mountain and a pond in front of him. The winding path connects the small mountain village with the country road and leads to the outside world.
"People idle osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, it surprises the birds and sounds into the spring stream. " Every day at dawn, we are awakened by the songs of birds. Two cousins took me with sleepy eyes and caught up with some cows up the mountain. Grandpa, aunt, mother and two cousins have gone to work in the fields. During the day, the whole family is very busy. Only after dinner can the whole family relax, sit around the osmanthus tree, drink tea, eat melon seeds and chat at home. Cattle herding on the mountain, running for a long time, tired and sleepy. While the adults were talking, my eyelids kept fighting and I fell asleep in a daze in the fragrance of osmanthus.
Grandma died young and grandpa was old. My uncle is a village cadre. I don't know why, after an argument with someone, he jumped into the reservoir and committed suicide. It was when the world was old and the world was young that my uncle died, as if the sky were falling for this family. My two cousins are several years older than me, but they are only twelve or thirteen years old. They dropped out of school early and went home to farm to help adults. My aunt is not tall, but she is an unusually strict mother. She raised six children through hard work. Unfortunately, the youngest cousin doesn't know whether it is a personality problem or a psychological problem. She died in the third grade of primary school because of trivial drinking pesticides.
When I go back to my hometown occasionally in recent years, I have to visit my aunt. Although I am over seventy years old, I am still full of energy. My aunt's family has moved out of the mountains and lived in the township market. The houses developed in the new rural construction are much better than the original living conditions, and life is much more convenient. It's just that there is no osmanthus tree, and I can't smell osmanthus fragrance.