Poems about botanical gardens

Lianlianlian

Yu Guangzhong (Taiwan Province Province)

As a half-Jiangnan person, I saw the lotus for the first time, but it was next to the small lotus pond in the botanical garden. It was mid-October, late summer and early autumn, and it was cold but not cold. The misty rain soaked the pool of fragrant red, but it didn't put out the flickering candlelight. There is a sadness in the splendor. I visited the painter Liu in the ruined temple that day. The painter is not here, but painting is here. I got lost in the painting and haven't come back yet.

Finding a painting instead of a painter should be an unexpected discovery. Since then, a graceful image has appeared in my poems. Before that, of course I met Lian, but I only opened the ciliary valve, not the heart valve, and of course Lian never showed me her soul. Before that, I was a narcissus, with a narcissus in my heart and a narcissus reflection in the water. In October of that year, that narcissistic flower died. For a long time, that person with an empty heart turned into a few grasses and covered thousands of fields. On that day, the boundless excused itself and Jiaxiang was born. The reflection in the water is beautiful and cool.

For a poet, finding a new image is equivalent to naming a flash in Galileo's telescope. Poets only pursue a few central images in their lives. Cezanne's apple is cold, Van Gogh's sunflower is hot, and my lotus is cold and hot. Wan is in the middle of the water, and Lotus is holding a fiery red flame in the cool glass. It is not far from it, and it is in the center of the dream. Lotus has many nicknames and many sad associations. For me, the nickname of lotus should be narcissus. There is nothing more elegant and aura than aquatic flowers. A flower and a world; No flower has a world of its own more than the lotus. To me, lotus is a comprehensive symbol of beauty, love and God. The beauty of lotus is undeniable. John Fraser, an American painter, once said to me, "Before I came to Taiwan Province Province, I only heard of lotus flowers. Now I really see it, more beautiful than I thought. " The beauty of the rose is undeniable, but it burns the coolness of the west and seems to say: look at me! Lotus only blushed and whispered, please don't stare at ... time and love. "Shejiang picking hibiscus, Lanze grass is more fragrant. Who is eager to leave? Thinking far away "; There are too many associations in this respect. Because it is aquatic, it is associated with martial arts and Luoshui, with the "Lotus Face" in Huaqing Pool, and with the Chinese calligraphy that comes from the water and eventually hides in the water. Green money is ten million, and the fragrance floats on the waves. It smells like nothing, and suddenly there is, which is fascinating. It is the implication of oriental girls. As for religion, lotus is pity. Lian Jing, Lian Taiwan, Lian Bang, Lian Zong, He Yifei Lian? Art, love and religion were just a realm at the peak, and now they are all prepared in the lotus.

The Association of Lotus, a collection of poems