Confused, I dragged the shadow of autumn, wandering by the slender West Lake, and walked into the depths of chrysanthemums.
Xiaojinshan is cold and thin, and wandering thoughts can't stand the invasion of cold current. His mood was thrown into the lake and the chrysanthemums behind him like fallen leaves.
Suddenly a little scared, I don't know how to clean up.
The shore diameter is tight, the noise in front of me is fading away, and I am empty-handed in the wind.
Without caring about long hair, I quietly brushed away the melancholy in my palm, turned around and smiled at the chrysanthemum in disguise.
Chrysanthemum said nothing, but still bloomed enthusiastically, giving me fragrance and brilliance all the way. ...
Little Huang Ju.
There is no doubt that this is the little Huang Ju I am looking for.
I can't figure out its name and life experience. Its stem is very thin, its petals are very small and thin, unobtrusive, and it blooms silently in the shadow of its companions.
The cold wind is rustling, and the huge flowers next to them are supported by thick stems, and their heads are shaking. Only this thin little Huang Ju, holding his head high and swaying in the wind, how admirable and pitiful his tenacious posture is.
I asked several times in my dream, but I didn't expect that an unexpected thing would make me meet little Huang Ju unexpectedly today. Is it telepathy?
We looked at each other, speechless.
White chrysanthemums in the wind
At first glance, my heart is surging.
On the bank of Slender West Lake, I walked in front of thousands of chrysanthemums, and I was silent all the time because of my strangeness.
Who's in my way? An extraordinary beauty has washed my world and soaked my soul.
Ah! White chrysanthemum in the wind, how can I love you? You are so holy that I can't bear to touch you. I am afraid of blasphemy.
Do I have to turn around in time? But, white chrysanthemum, I hear you pour out in the wind!
So you hide love in the wind! You wrapped a rumor with all your innocence and frankness, just like my first love yesterday.
Unable to resist your charm, the sunset on the horizon began to retreat.
You use a white suit to outline the love affair of Slender West Lake.
Red chrysanthemums in full bloom
Is this blooming red chrysanthemum the ardent yearning of Slender West Lake?
I wonder who your youth is for? Who is your love burning for?
When I touched your shy heart, I suddenly remembered my little cousin in the country. Her eyes peeking at the love letter under the lamp are as touching as yours, and her cheeks are as red as yours.
Later, I saw tears in my little cousin's smile and strength in her weakness. ...
Today, my little cousin has already become a woman, and only you are still standing by the Slender West Lake, waiting for love.
I cherish your infatuation and persistence, and raise my hand to touch your fiery bud, as if touching a boiling time.
Chrysanthemum everywhere
All the colors are concentrated here, all the delicate fragrance flows here, and all the chrysanthemums fall in love here.
Who moistens whose dreams? Slender West Lake has been wobbling.
The graceful posture and affectionate eyes under the Wu Ting Bridge stirred the heart of the lake. ...
The crowd of onlookers is getting closer and closer, and the flustered chrysanthemum wraps the trembling of the earth with spoony petals.
Slender West Lake Residence
There are thousands of love songs flowing in the light waves, and thousands of chrysanthemums are telling their hearts.
Who dyed bleak autumn red? Who awakened the disappointment of life?
The wind chimes jingle on the White Pagoda, the romantic slender West Lake is filled with chrysanthemum fragrance, and the Zen is gradually drifting away.
Here, I finally understand the joys and sorrows of the world, liberate the imprisoned soul, and wandering poetry no longer confronts life.
At this time, it was getting late, and the frost dew came to kiss the flower branches. At the moment of staring, the chrysanthemums have already spread out.
I can't help laughing. I gently picked up the poem on the tip of the grass and began to sing with cheerful steps. ...