A little girl, kneeling on the flat grass, with a pink mouth bulging, breathed a sigh of relief at the dandelion held in her right hand, and the round flower ball could turn into many small white umbrellas, which floated into the distant sky and gurgled happily like sunshine, dyeing the beautiful face of the little girl into a tender pink ball. In such a vast autumn, the lovely little girl made "dandelions bloom in the deep white sea" (song "Dandelion", written by Wu Yiwei), and the sky, land and people became so simple and clear, so prosperous and warm.
"I want to see famous springs everywhere, but I don't know that this place is naive." Han Hong of Amin Dynasty was lucky. He is an official and has seen the beauty of the world, but his hometown is still very naive. This is the happy ending of life. When a person has experienced great storms, joys and sorrows, ups and downs, he will return to his childhood memories, and there will always be some simple and pure images occupying his twilight years, such as the river in his childhood, the moonlight in his hometown, and the little girl blowing dandelions.
Dandelion, a perennial herb of Compositae. Dandelion grows in fields, roadsides, rivers and even in front of and behind houses. Its conical roots are deep and leafy, and lanceolate leaves grow from the roots, which are arranged in a rosette shape. The leaf margin has small serrations, which are very tender and tender. However, shepherd's purse has leaves on its stem. Dandelion leaves are broken with white juice, slightly bitter, like a refreshing cup of tea; The cut bitter leaves also shed milky juice, which is bitter and more like thick bitter coffee. Dandelion leaves when it is in beginning of spring, and then a flower stem stands on the rosette, which is about three or four inches high. It's like a whistling sound of leaves falling to the ground, which surprises people. Dandelion has a yellow flower head at the top, some of which are like chrysanthemums. Disaster relief herbs gave it a young talent's name: Huanghualang.
The leaves are like shepherd's purse and bitter vegetables, and the flowers have the charm of autumn chrysanthemum. Dandelion combines the advantages of these three plants, which is edible and ornamental, and has grown into a unique style. Dandelion is served as a dish, stir-fried with cold sauce, and the entrance is tender, smooth and refreshing. The tender leaves in February and March are delicate and lovely. After blanching with water, it is green as jade. Stir with refined salt, monosodium glutamate and balsamic vinegar, add some chopped garlic cloves, and then pour a few drops of sesame oil. It's fresh, tender, salty, sour and spicy dandelion, and it's full of vegetables. It's really eye-catching. Heat the oil pan, stir-fry the shredded pork until the aroma collides, bang, add fresh leaves and stir-fry slightly, and serve. Its taste is elegant and boundless, and its fragrance is boundless, without losing the spring leek and autumn fermented grains. In early spring, dandelion was born close to the ground. It is closest to the soil, just like the green shirt of the earth with some bright yellow flowers scattered on it. It looks warm and beautiful. Dandelion, also known as Diding and Diding, was interpreted by Guo Moruo as "the son of the earth". Only these four words explain the fundamental relationship between all life and the earth. Dandelion, like a white fluffy ball, floats with the wind and takes root and sprouts; Its roots are deep and long, it can reproduce in winter, and it can grow fluffy English without public pollination. This is dandelion.
Dandelions float around in poetic mood, and handfuls of small white umbrellas spread out festivals and blue sky. The print Dandelion is a poetic classic. Painter Wu Fan, in the 1950s, the dandelion blown by the little girl in the painting drifted as far away as Poland and Germany and won numerous international praises. The little girl has gone with the wind, and the dandelion in my hometown is still there. In my hometown, it has a very thin name: Duo Ai. Such a name may have a sour story: an old woman, reaching out her scrawny hands, groping for sparse wild vegetables. She stood up bony, brushed her hay-like hair and walked deep into the field. The squatting old woman is an old basket. She is standing, just those slender stems with green leaves, bearing the cold wind. My narrative is a bit bleak, a bit like the situation of "herbal disaster relief", and there is also a worry about much ado about nothing. A few days ago, in my small town, thick smog confiscated the clear and fresh sky. It is said that it spread from Beijing to all parts of the country. The sour dust smell makes people feel chest tightness and shortness of breath. It is said that long-term inhalation will lead to suffocation and death. From this point of view, "books are also helpful to people's livelihood" (Leo Lee's Preface to Disaster Relief Herbs), and wild vegetables are not needed. They have to undertake a more arduous mission: to multiply the green of the earth, purify the air we breathe and save the earth on which we depend.
At some point, poetry is a bit heavy. Gao Wen, a poet who lives in the same place as me, made great efforts to build a spiritual residence in the blog era and named it Wife in the Wind. The poet wrote: "Fly and fly, I can't stop, my hair is white/I can't stop, the day my wife flies/…/I'm ashamed. It is the best dress/I can't see Zhu Yan and thin, and I don't miss the scenery. " The poet is such a plant, and his life lies in endless wandering, escaping from the dreary yesterday, leaving behind old images and making poetry fly upward. Enthusiastic about inner travel and spiritual adventure, we all try our best to chase dandelion seeds and run forward in the spiritual wilderness.
The poet is lonely, and the poetic dandelion coincides with the poet's fate. Flying in the wild for hundreds of millions of years, it was not until the windy Tang Dynasty that the seeds of "Fu Hongying" flew into the Pharmacopoeia "Qianjinfang". Since then, I have been waiting for patients to be treated in a number of drug book pharmacies. The patient's body knows the answer. All I see are some poetic names, namely, golden grass and golden pheasant.
There is a kind of dandelion called Mao Weihui. When she was six years old, she played dandelions at the end of an old movie. Dandelion floats in the wind and turns into some small white, red and yellow umbrellas, which make up a beautiful sky. In this film, she plays a clever little girl. With a song "I am the Seed of Dandelion", she looked for her father everywhere. The father and daughter who were scattered by the wind met miraculously on the wandering passenger ship. Their spiritual code name was "Dandelion". Qiu Shi, a poet imprisoned for six years, is in Shan Ye, Dandelion. He watched his daughter running happily, her umbrella flying freely, her mouth turned up twice, her nose twitched and her eyes were moist. In late autumn, Bashan is vast. The film has a gloomy poetry. This is a lyric poem with rich and colorful images. The name of this poem is Rain at Night.
Many years later, in a strange town, I relived Rain at Night, and I burst into tears again: I have been separated from my mother for six years, and I can't go back to my childhood, but I am still flying, flying in a foreign land, flying in a dream, flying in the cold winter without branches, and flying in the spring when birds are singing.
Commelina purpurea
The Book of Songs (Qin Feng) is the gospel of mankind, which sings the harmonious beauty of plants, girls and everything in nature. Reed is oil green, and the leaves of reed are condensed with white dew, just like some crystal eyes, shining with colorful light. In the era of The Book of Songs, primitive scenery produced the essence of human spirit. Such an era of plant victory has made people's hearts more beautiful and beautiful. I like the Book of Songs, which brings me back to my hometown again and again. In the early morning when the grass condenses, the pearl on the earth shines brightly, shining on my clean and beautiful countryside.
In the early morning in the country, dew and birdsong are the first to wake up, and birdsong is also a kind of clear dew. On the roadside in the country, walk two rows of fluffy weeds; Between the two roads, there is a green wheat seedling. The water vapor of Honggou River travels at night and rushes to the village, leaving dew footprints all the way. At dawn, we went out to touch the steam, and our faces were cold and itchy. When we look in the field, the dewdrops on the slope connect the field into a sparkling lake. There is the sun in the sky and countless jewels on the ground. However, the sun shone in the sky and the bright dewdrops disappeared. Dew didn't disappear, it infiltrated plants, or rolled down the soil, took root and sprouted, grew into leaves, blossomed into flowers and stood as a good crop.
The combination of plants and dew is so wonderful. Among many plant names, we especially like those pure and moist names, those names that make people feel slightly painful. In my village, there is a kind of grass, which is dressed in purple and has dew as its soul. It is beautiful and free from vulgarity, like a woman with a pear flower and rain, with an untouchable beautiful posture; Another example is beautiful thoughts, pure sentiments, and every leaf is trying to open a clean country. Its name is Tradescantia. By typing this word, which consists of the essence of the sun, moonlight and the night cream of the morning dew, I once again confirmed my feeling: Tradescantia was a fairy in her previous life, as ingenious and kind-hearted as the seven fairies. It met the warmth of the world, took root, and repaid the dew of the earth with the green of the four seasons.
Tradescantia is as delicate and graceful as Lin Daiyu. When a good woman appears, the dawn is bright and the air is fresh. She is the warm spring rain that overflows the wilderness in winter; She is a beautiful light, shining our vision. Getting along with a good woman is like drinking nectar and bathing in the holy rain. The sun hangs on the willow branches, the spring fog is faint, and the grass doesn't bloom, Qing Ye. At this time, the countryside is a freshly cooked mung bean rice cake with soft bean paste inlaid with bright dates and small red beans. Walking in the country, when we tap our lips, there is a sweet smell that tickles our tongue. On the hillside of full of green, there are green grasses everywhere, called dewdrop grass, manna grass and Tradescantia grass. We are like diligent servants. Our cloth shoes are wet and heavy, but our eyes are dripping and glowing. We leaned out some long poles and short spoons, collected these glittering and translucent treasures on the green leaves and presented them to our noble princess to moisten her throat and apply them to her face. Drinking the dew of Mulan, eating autumn chrysanthemum, the refreshing breath comes from the heart, and the breath is fragrant. The most delicious thing on earth is pleasing to the eye and thrilling beauty.
Tradescantia is a perennial herb. In spring, Tradescantia is a bit like leek and wheat. It is mixed with weeds, and it is difficult for us to find it without looking carefully, just like a poet in the crowd. The leaves of Tradescantia are slender and dark green, like leeks with exquisite leaves, and have a beautiful and gentle feminine flavor. The leaves at the base of Tradescantia are born with stems in their arms, moist and tender, and the leaves are gradually pointed and slightly curved, like a light and low moth eyebrow, which condenses infinite beauty and elegance on that sexy arc. Its stem is erect, jointed and branched, and it is domesticated Tradescantia. In spring, leeks are fresh and fragrant, which is the best among seasonal vegetables. Xia Mai Ruojin is a big granary. People get inspiration from domesticated vegetables and grains. When Tradescantia grows rapidly, it is necessary to pinch off its tender stems, which is called "topping" to promote its green and lush leaves. It is said that it took several generations to domesticate wheat. Following the laws of nature and adhering to the beauty of nature, domesticated plants promote the evolution of species. If something like human behavior, such as silicone breast augmentation surgery, does the prosthesis bring aesthetic revelry or physical disaster? Transgenic plants that go against nature improve the quality of food and make many plants endangered. Ecological disasters ultimately endanger human beings themselves.
Bees don't dance with plastic flowers. They only approach the beauty of nature and truth in order to collect fragrant nectar. Tradescantia has purple Kobanawa with three nearly round petals, like a fan leaf. It is produced in warm soil in rural areas. As soon as the light source of the sun is turned on, it becomes attractive fragrance and pleasant freshness. The air is so clean that only birds are gliding. Purple petals have an elegant beauty. Their filaments and stigmas are slender and beautiful. Many slender filaments surround the head-shaped golden stigma, like a purple silk skirt highlighting a sexy and charming face. Purple is pure and elegant, gold is innocent, and the whole flower blooms perfectly. The flowering period of Tradescantia is only one day, and purple flowers can bloom from early summer to late autumn. "My fragrance can only last for one day, but my love will never die." This flower language makes people move, as if they met the love that touched you, in a word, for a lifetime. Tradescantia has a unique understanding of beauty. Morning glory blooms in the morning, withers in the afternoon, and its fragrance disappears in an instant. Tradescantia blooms in the dew and hides in the sun, which is quite different from the destination of morning glory. When the sun is brightest, Tradescantia slowly tidies up its purple wounds, tidying up those tiny worries with infinite tenderness, and wrapping them in a bud, which is still in bud and full of beautiful things like a noble woman. Beautiful and clear, the world is clean and clear. "It is better to be clean than trapped in a ditch" (Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions). We have met many such purple flowers, one is Su Xiaoxiao, the other is Lin Daiyu, and the other is Anita Mui.
As delicate as a country girl, Tradescantia enjoys sunshine and cold tolerance, and can survive the winter in rural areas of Central Plains, Shandong Province. It is a Chinese herbal medicine, which is used to treat carbuncle, swelling and tuberculosis. When it appears in this pile of Chinese characters with "disease", my chest will tighten up, just like Tradescantia degenerates into rubbish such as writing, fantasy, horror and grave robbery. If Tradescantia can really make elixir, please give it to the narrator of Desire first to save their lives. Traditional Chinese medicine advocates medicine, and cities value landscape. Tradescantia, which used to be rare in rural areas, is now planted in rows in gardens, wetlands and avenues as an ornamental flower, just like a rural girl who comes to work in the city with a braid. That innocent little figure is cute. You see, you see, that blushed like an egg, turned into a flower, and the shy little face was hidden in the green clothes. Tradescantia can echo iris in summer and pitch with holly in cold days. Marry it and go home. You will be defeated by its innocence every day. Water and fertilize it and become a servant of plants.
I've never seen purple dew grass, and it's hard for me to find its beautiful shadow. Later, I read a poem by Lu Ye, a poet in Qilu, saying that "the pond with faint reflection is the pond where Tradescantia grows"/I want to stay, rest on the riverbank, lean against the decaying orchard/put my feet into the jungle of Pukui, and fall asleep/my dream will drift/climb the low slope, wade across the water/board the ladder of an ocean-going ship "(Lu also" stays ").
Authors: Anqiu No.2 Middle School, Shandong Province