The first series of "A Passer-by in Xiaoyue Garden" mainly describes the flowers and trees that Ji Lao met in his life and the feelings caused by these flowers and trees. These flowers and plants touched his heart, inspired his love and became an indispensable treasure in his life, leaving us a beautiful chapter and unforgettable bits and pieces. Reading makes people yearn for and admire, leaving some of the best memories.
Let's walk into "Spring Full Swallow Garden" and interpret it.
"Yanyuan" is another name for "Campus" in Peking University.
What do you mean by "Spring is full of Yan Garden"? Please listen to me carefully for you.
All kinds of flowers in Yanyuan are dying and lifeless. Look, the peach blossom and apricot blossom have already bloomed. The once prosperous elm leaf plum now has green leaves. The Xifu Begonia, which opened like a splendid ball a few days ago, is now full of flowers and residual red. Although lilacs are still blooming brilliantly in the garden, they are very tired now. It seems that spring has really gone.
Spring in nature is far away, but spring in people's hearts is thriving. This spring is as beautiful and colorful as the spring in nature. But it is more beautiful, lovely, real, lasting and charming than spring in nature.
One night, Ji Lao walked through the campus, surrounded by silence. The night seems to be condensed, it seems to be touched and captured. Walking, he suddenly saw the lights in the distance, coming out of some dormitory windows. He was shocked, and there seemed to be a penetrating power in his eyes. He looked through the wall. He saw an old teacher studying hard at his desk. He seems to be writing an article, trying to write down decades of research experience and enrich our cultural knowledge treasure house. It seems that he is preparing lessons again, and he wants to arrange the content to be talked about the next day more deeply and vividly, so that young students can get more nourishment. He may also be reading the papers of young teachers, and he wants to give them some advice so that he can learn from them. Sometimes he bowed his head in thought, and sometimes he looked up and smiled. For him, at this time, except for himself and his immediate work, everything no longer exists and he is completely immersed in his work.
The next morning, Ji Lao walked through the campus again. At this time, the morning light appeared, and the morning wind did not rise. Thick green pines and cypresses, light green willows, large-leaf poplars and lobular locust trees are juxtaposed in rows, which set each other off. The lake is full of green water, without a ripple, like a mirror. There are not many people walking around, but the sound of reciting foreign languages comes from the lush lakes, lilacs, willows and high piles of hills. Listen carefully, English, Russian, Fai, Arabic, etc. , are faintly discernible. In many places, only voices are heard, but no one is seen. But I can hear the thirst for knowledge in my voice. These men and women seem to want to suck knowledge down like the morning air and fragrant flowers. Ji Lao went into the library again and saw a group of young men and women sitting there, bowing their heads to do math and sports exercises, all accustomed to life and silent.
Ji Lao linked last night's scene with the present scene. The older generation is so peaceful and the younger generation is so hungry. Is there a more beautiful "landscape"?
Writing here, Ji Lao suddenly has unspeakable joy, and I also have unspeakable joy. I saw that the older generation of Peking University was diligent and willing to be gardeners in the old age, while the younger generation was so precious to time. I crossed the age of Ji Lao and saw the hope and spring of my motherland. Those young men and women "have a vast world and great potential."
Like Ji Lao, I seem to see the Yan Garden in spring, full of flowers and branches. Not only peach trees and apricot trees are full of pink flowers, but even elms and willows that don't bloom at all are full of red flowers. The flowering vines are particularly bright in color, and the lilacs are full of energy and completely exhausted. In short, the spring is bright and colorful.
This is my personal feeling after reading Mr. Ji Lao's Spring Full Garden.