I don't know where to go, but the peach blossom in the spring breeze still smiles. "
The flowering period of peach blossom is very short, just like love, it can't be put down. Shang Yun, an ancient man: In a hurry, in a hurry ... So every day, wandering in the sea of flowers, most of them still crave the most lush and licentious peach blossoms.
Many, many years ago, a charming gifted scholar, Cui Hu, happened to pass by a house, with the door gently closed and the front steps clean. A few peach blossoms stretched out of the wall obliquely, trembling in the spring breeze and quietly dropping petals. Looking up, I saw a handsome woman leaning against the door, smiling, swaying and dazzling. At that moment, that moment has become eternal.
A year later, it was another beautiful spring. When the gifted scholar returned to his hometown, he was already dejected, leaving only peach blossoms, which bloomed brilliantly in spring and smiled like a woman he liked. But things have changed. The gifted scholar can't help being disappointed. He blurted out: "On this day last year, in this door, peach blossoms set each other off. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. " Now, at that time, the smoke and dust have dispersed, and the aftertaste of "peach blossom with human face" has not stopped. I often feel that kind of affection when I appreciate poetry. The initial shock gradually turns into emotion and I slowly indulge in peach blossoms. ...
Peach blossom has become a symbol, it lights up and warms our hearts, silently communicates our natural connection with nature, and gives us visual tranquility and spiritual comfort. At that time, Cuihu brewed a love affair from a petal of peach blossom and a wisp of delicate fragrance, which lasted for a long time, so that today's lips and teeth are still rubbing against the "face peach blossom" and wandering in the love of flowers. I think it is the infatuation of Cuihu that touched the ancient and modern times. This elegant scholar, without dazzling wealth, carved a miss into a classic poem and hung it at the tip of a peach blossom. In the spring sunshine, it is magnified into pieces of sadness together with vague memories, and all this is only because of truth and nature ... So, the unforgettable dream love doesn't need to be pure and natural? In ancient times, women once turned around and smiled shyly, and then drew a picture of "Peach Blossom with Face", which not only charmed the green lake, but also charmed modern people, lingering into a swan song, dancing and falling ... Because of nature, there is no falsehood, this situation is like a colorful peach blossom, bright and gorgeous, but its face is unknown. The peach blossom is still smiling in the spring breeze, sad, but beautiful. Yesterday's peach blossom has been defeated, and yesterday's love is gone.
When the wind blows, the scattered petals float into my arms, waving my sleeves and blowing a faint fragrance …