Xinghua Ming
When I was a child, apricot flowers were like girls in the village, familiar, lively, handsome and noisy.
At that time, there were many apricot trees outside the village, in front of the house, behind the roadside cliffs and beside the village, which were scattered or dense; Or tall and straight, or curved; Or inclined, or outward. Either it was planted by predecessors or it was born. Each way has its own advantages.
After the vernal equinox, I looked up inadvertently, and the branches of apricot trees were covered with tender buds, red, especially conspicuous in the blue sky and lonely early spring. Thrushcross shook his head on the branch? Sunny sunny？ Singing cheerfully, the thin branches float up and down, showing great vitality, which naturally reminds people of Song Qi, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty? The branches of red apricots are in spring? I can't help admiring a beautiful picture of spring.
In the south wind for a few days, the buds expanded rapidly, and some quietly opened, revealing pink petals, which were in bud. After another night, a few apricot flowers opened on the thin bronze branches and among the dense buds. Crimson calyx and transparent petals with red in white shake, fly and show off in the spring breeze, causing bees to fly, butterflies to dance and pedestrians to stop and look up. In the next few days, other buds are unwilling to be lonely. You hurry me, I'll open the door quickly. Apricot trees turned into huge pink flower clusters, and the gardens around the village turned into colorful clouds. The air is filled with thick apricot flowers, full of spring.
The children took off their thick cotton-padded clothes, put on their coats, flushed, and climbed up and down the tree to explore the secret of apricot blossom. A woman who loves spring carefully chooses one, gently pinches it, carefully takes it home, finds a beautiful bottle, pours clean water into it, puts it in the flower branches and puts it on the windowsill. She always looks at it when she wakes up before going to bed.
I like apricot blossoms best. At noon, I took a small picture book and walked to the dwarf apricot tree at home, sitting on the bluestone and reading. The warm sunshine falls on the body through the flower gap, the birds in the tree are singing and the bees are flying around, which is very comfortable.
A night of drizzle, sparse petals fell to the ground. Apricot blossoms on the tree, like a teenage daughter, suddenly met a stranger, shy and even more touching.
A few days later, the blooming apricot flowers gradually turned from reddish to white, and a spring breeze made the petals fall like snow. Thick petals on the ground. On the branches, there are only red calyx, green Xinger and green Ye Er. Flowers wither, red apricots are small? It's dusk in spring.
Later, the apricot trees in the village were all planed off, and I also left my hometown to study and work in other places. I have been to many places for decades, but I seldom see apricot trees. Read it? All love can't be caged, but an almond is coming out of the wall? ,? Wet clothes, apricot blossom rain, blowing cold willows? Poems describing apricot flowers, such as the apricot flowers in the book, are beautiful, but they are all flowers in the water and flowers in the mirror, which only add a little melancholy.
I want to go back to my hometown when the apricot blossoms are in full bloom, but the mountain village is different and people are going to different places. Even if I go back, I can't see the apricot flowers when I was a child, and I can't find the feeling when I was a child.
I can only meet apricot flowers in my hometown in my dreams.
Taohuayan
The place where I work is called Xiang Tao. There are many peach forests in mountains, rivers and fields. There are hundreds of acres of peach forests around. When peach blossoms are in full bloom, the hillsides, gullies, fields and streams in some places are full of blooming peach blossoms, including red ones, pink ones, single ones and compound ones, one after another, like sunset, like fire, passionate, charming, brilliant, colorful and magnificent.
In recent years, whenever peach blossoms are in full bloom, the local government will hold a large-scale Peach Blossom Festival and invite celebrities to perform to help out. At that time, around the venue, tourists were knitting, watching programs, listening to songs, or lingering under the flowers in the peach blossom room, which was very lively.
I have been in Feicheng for many years, but I have never been to the Peach Blossom Festival. I know that people who go to that place don't want to see peach blossoms, but come to join in the fun.
Looking at peach blossoms is pleasant, less crowded, quiet and noisy. It is best to be alone in a remote and quiet environment on sunny or rainy days. Sitting under a peach tree, a cup of turbid wine and two dishes of side dishes, facing the peach blossom, tasting wine, enjoying flowers and daydreaming, is memorable; Sit up, stand up and walk gently under the peach blossom, let the peach blossom touch your face and cheeks, feel the tenderness of the peach blossom and appreciate its brilliance. A breeze blew and the petals fell like snow. Think of Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden and Du Zimei's? A petal falls in the spring, but? Think of Lin Daiyu's peach blossom song, sigh the passage of time, sigh the shortness of life.
However, deep down, I prefer peach blossoms scattered in quiet places, like Xiaojiabiyu, which is more lovely.
In the village, the hut is covered with miscellaneous trees, with young leaves sprouting and surrounded by fences. A peach branch escaped obliquely and crossed the fence. On the soft crimson branches, there are several green leaflets, two rows of red buds, and a peach blossom on the branches, swaying under the blue sky, fresh, colorful and beautiful. Naturally, if I can be as lucky as Cuihu, I will meet a beautiful girl under the peach blossom, as beautiful as peach blossom, with frost and snow on my wrist, and hold a bowl of clear water in front of me with Sandy's jade hand. This is really a great blessing in life, and I will never forget it.
? When will the swallows return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water? The peach blossom beside the clear water has another view.
Green stream, the water surface is like a mirror, crystal clear. On the bank of red mud, several peach trees grow obliquely. Peach blossoms on the branches are competing to open and reflected in the water. Water and air, color contrast, blue sky and clear water, especially bright.
Looking at peach blossoms in such an environment, you will appreciate the beauty of peach blossoms and you will understand it. Since ancient times, many literati have been so fond of peach blossom that they have left so many mouth-watering words: Peach blossom flew away and burned its glory? ,? On the river, people's peach branches shed their hedges in the cold spring rain.
Beautiful flowers and poems.
Li Baihua
My hometown is a small mountain village. When I was a child, the village was surrounded by gardens. According to the location of the park, the villagers call it Xiyuan, Nanyuan, Dongyuan and Beiyuan. There are many persimmon trees in the West Garden, apricot trees in the North Garden and pear trees in the South Garden and the East Garden. Nanyuan and Dongyuan are the closest, separated by a stream and connected by many branches. Pear trees in the garden for many years have thick and short trunks, swollen crowns and dense branches, which are connected with each other.
During the Qingming Festival, pear blossoms cover the sky. Under the blue sky, it looks like white clouds are floating from a distance. Spring breeze, swaying branches, pear blossom turning, snow wave reflection. Bursts of pear blossoms are fragrant, overflowing with the wind, spreading outward, invading huts and infiltrating into the heart and spleen, which is fascinating.
When pear blossoms are in full bloom, children like to visit pear orchards. On the pear tree, pear blossoms are like jade, one after another, clustered and flourishing. You squeeze me and I hug you, so dense that there is no sunshine. White flowers are dotted with delicate pear leaves. Pear leaves are deep red and green.
Some birds are flying around among the flowers and singing happily. This bird is smaller than a sparrow, and its color is yellow with green. It's very clever. The villagers don't know its name, so it's called? Donkey shit? . Although the name is not nice, the bird is lively and lovely.
We swing and hide-and-seek on the trees, swinging from tree to tree like monkeys, and some petals fall off. Our heads and bodies are covered with petals. Now that I think about it, it's really a waste of time.
Suddenly, there was an owl overhead? Hula dancing? Fly up, the distance is close, within reach, and you are suddenly startled. Wang Wei, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote, The willow color reflects the spring mountain, and the pear flower hides the late bird? . In fact, during the day, there are birds hiding in the dense pear blossoms, which are difficult to find without going near.
A flash of spring rain, pear blossoms with dew, bright and delicate, like a girl who just took a shower, makes people more loving.
Pear blossoms under the moon, and Leng Yan is bright, cool and fragrant, which is another scene.
Pear white. In the minds of some poets, pear blossoms are like snow and snow is like pear blossoms. ? Like the spring wind, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees? ,? Luoyang pear flower falls is like snow? They like to write pear flowers with pear-shaped snow. I think it's a bit unfair to describe snow with pear flowers. Although snow is white and attractive, it always lacks vitality and aura. And using snow to describe pear flowers also lacks a charm. Snowflakes have no fragrance, are too simple and plain, and are not as attractive as pears.
What's your favorite "Pear Blossom" by Yuan Haowen? Pear blossoms are like quiet women, and lonely spring comes. Spring cherishes innocence, and jade cheeks wash the wind and dew. Moon and moon set each other off, awe-inspiring and graceful? .
Pear, only the beautiful plain clothes woman, deserves it.
Sakura fan
I have never seen cherry blossoms when I was a child, but I always feel very strange when I hear them. Later, when I saw cherry blossoms, I always involuntarily thought of Japan. So subconsciously, cherry blossoms have a wonderful feeling, not as familiar, lovely, warm and kind as apricot flowers, peach blossoms and pear blossoms. But in recent years, cherry trees have been used for greening in many places. Campus, residential areas, roadsides and parks can be seen everywhere, and cherry trees have become the most common trees. Apricot, peach and pear trees are rare, and cherry blossoms have become common flowers in spring.
I read more and more books. I know that cherry blossoms have existed for a long time in China. Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty once wrote,? Where is the mourning of Zheng, and the cherry blossoms hang down the shore forever? , can be described as a card. I've seen too many cherry blossoms and I'm beginning to like them. Although it is not as bright as apricot flowers and peach blossoms, it is gorgeous and beautiful when it is in full bloom.
In the campus where I work, there are dozens of cherry trees that have been growing for more than 20 years. When cherry blossoms are in full bloom, the small campus is full of delicate cherry blossoms.
There are different varieties of cherry blossoms, some early and some late, with a difference of more than ten days. After opening, petals are divided into single layer and multi-layer.
A few days ago in Tomb-Sweeping Day, cherry blossoms were in full bloom on the first floor, and more than a dozen cherry trees were in full bloom on campus.
When the single-layer cherry blossoms first opened, the flowers were pink, like apricot flowers, but not as bright and clean as apricot flowers, and redder and more enchanting than apricot flowers. The cherry blossoms are thick and dense, and the branches and leaves are covered with flowers. Only the flowers come into view when standing in front of the cherry trees.
After a few days, the pink cherry blossoms gradually turned white, like washed lead flowers, like a woman with a plain face. Although the cherry blossoms at this time are not as full of charm and aura as pear blossoms, they are also better-looking than when they first opened.
When the single cherry blossoms fall, the double cherry blossoms are in bud. At this time, the branches of more than a dozen cherry trees were covered with dense crimson buds of different sizes. Unwilling to be lonely, the calyx of some buds has quietly cracked, revealing red petals.
The south wind is blowing, the sun is touching, and cherry blossoms are in full bloom in one day. Multi-layer cherry blossoms are much brighter and more beautiful than single-layer cherry blossoms, more like fiery red peach blossoms.
What surprises me most is the autumn of cherry blossoms. The flowers have been blooming for many days and will wither. When the wind blows, petals fall like a rainstorm, everywhere. The beauty is spectacular and shocking. I really understand what that is. Petal rain? .
In the face of falling flowers, I always think of Lin Daiyu's "burying flowers" and Lin Daiyu's burial for flowers, and she loves flowers as much as her life. I can't help asking, is there such a woman now? Is there anyone who loves flowers so much?