Plants are spiritual.
When I walked into the Beijing Medicinal Botanical Garden in this romantic late spring, and those forty years ago had been accompanied by the flowers, grasses and sudden relative, those flowers and leaves flicked, steeply startled, and instantly overflowing with charming charm, and I was as if I suddenly saw forty years have not met the first love, and for a time it is actually feverish heart, speechless and choking.
Walked through the Zhen Road, into the garden, the first to meet the eye is the pavement next to the familiar tuft of plantain grass, fat green leaves holding up a stem of spikes, in the spring breeze and I frequently nodded. These grasses carry the song and laughter of the women of the Zhou Dynasty, through more than two thousand years of time, all the way to come in style: "采采芣苢, thin words to pick. Cai cai piane, thin words have it." What is the Book of Songs? It is the "Bible" of the Oriental land. Plants that can be included in the Book of Songs are "sages". Reciting these catchy verses, as if in front of the eyes of a wonderful picture of the ancient times: blue sky and white clouds, yellow sand and green water, three or five groups of graceful women, one hand carrying a basket, one hand constantly picking plantain, heavenly song resounded through the wilderness.
In the 60s and 70s of the last century, the chaff was half a year's worth of food. After school in the spring, our first task was to dig and collect plantain and other wild vegetables to survive. After returning home and choosing carefully, my mother first boiled it in a pot, and then fished it out and soaked it in cool water. Or used to make stuffed potato noodle dumplings, or fried to eat, it is a delicious dish!
When I grew up, I realized that it is also a medicine, with diuretic, cough, diarrhea, eyesight. Really should thank the Han when the horseman, it is his discerning eye, found that the plant has a diuretic function, from now on, so that this kind of growth in the countryside, ordinary grass shifted, hallowed on the hallowed hall of traditional Chinese medicine.
The daylilies on the north side of Zhongjing Road are in full bloom. This is a kind of love flower, the ancients said it "clean and fragrant, elegant but not quality". Warm flowers, long trumpet-shaped, petals are stored between full of smile, because of this, the ancients often this flower metaphor for mother: "Hall of Tsubaki daylily snow full head". Doctors say, daylily "benefit the heart and mind", "taste sweet, people forget worry", "can cure sorrow"; Scholar said, it has the Buddha's heart, understanding, "lush yellow flower The first is the "Purely Purely Purely Purely", which is a new type of "Purely Purely".
When I was young and uneducated, I only knew it was a delicious wild vegetable. Every day after school, chasing the spring light, shuttling in the hillside woodland, collecting the yellow daylily flowers. Between the valley and the beam, and sing and pick, full basket and return. In the evening, my mother took us to the yellow flowers in boiling water blanched, and then roasted in the shade, for the lonely winter to add a little poetry. Sometimes the mother also just picked fresh yellow flowers pulled in the homemade bean paste fried a little, it is just like a yellow egg sauce, so that the family ate wolf, two cheeks. Think of my mother's generation, really very talented, they use a pair of hands, not only let us through the famine, actually also the poor life adjusted to poetry!
Later reading, only gradually understand the special meaning of daylily, know that it is not only heat diuretic, cool blood to stop the function of blood, but also know that it is called forget-me-not. Read the Tang dynasty wild history, Tang Minghuang and concubine hand in hand in the garden, see daylily blossom, can not help but be happy, look back and smile to the concubine said: although this flower can forget the worry, but how such as my flower also! Between the words exudes the heartfelt love for the Concubine. And casually picked one to wear in the Consort's hair between the bun, and then the four eyes, even to tears. Live a pair of children love and loyalty, life and death of the lovebirds. But before Mawei slope, a feather white damask so that the two yin and yang are separated, sentimental Tang Minghuang fortunate Shu all the way to shed tears all the way. So that later the car driving again honored Hua Qing Palace, Zhang Yehu play "rain forest bells" song, "on the four desolate, do not feel sniveling, around the moving, and the sighing. Imagine, at that moment, Tang Ming Huang if the face of that yellow daylily flowers, see things think of people, and what feelings?
The world turns over, life is difficult, and the high emperor still have nothing to do when, not to mention a grassroots? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots. Who can really forget? The first time I saw this, I was able to see it in my eyes, and I was able to see it in my eyes, and I was able to see it in my eyes!
Turning a corner of the path, found that the east seems to have a group of purple gas rising, rushed to take a closer look, the original is a piece of orange blossom. A string of purple flowers to discuss as good as in the sunshine to bloom, dense out of a quiet beauty. Eustoma, because of this subtle introverted, Zen full of characteristics, was known as the ancient "flowers in the gentleman".
Eustoma buds like a monk's hat, because the hometown people commonly known as the monk's hat, the medicinal part of its dried root.
The root of this grass is firm and straight." Therefore it was named Platycodon grandiflorus. Platycodon grandiflorum is a famous Chinese herb, very popular with healers. Ancient poets were good doctors. Lu You, a great poet of the Song Dynasty, was a good herbalist. His medicinal garden planted a variety of commonly used herbs such as gorgonians and eustoma. He was always ready to check the pulse of the townspeople who came to his door. His poem "The Mountain Village is a Village of Medicine" is sufficient proof of his skill: "The donkey always carries a medicine bag on his shoulder, and the villages and lanes welcome him with joy. ***He said that he had lived with me in the past, and that he had many children with the name of Lu. His medicine bag must have been stored in the long and thin orange stalks!
In the mid-1970s, I was a private teacher in a middle school at the foot of Yanshan. In the late spring, I found that the upper right corner of the podium used to hold broken chalk in a glass bottle, every day inserted a bunch of fresh eustoma flowers. It turned out to be a student surnamed Zhang picked on the mountain road to school. This white, clean male students, I do not know what the reason, to the eustoma flowers love, two consecutive spring, our teachers are in the pleasure of spending. That bunch of purple flowers is like a flame, burning, jumping in our hearts, igniting our desire to know.
I can't imagine that a piece of purple and purple eustoma flower has involved so many things in the past and present.
"Silent spring will be late, happy things selfish", walking in the sea of flowers in the Medicinal Botanical Gardens, I found that those in the hometown of the land growing in the original ordinary herbs here are actually all fell into a pavilion, graceful. I don't need to talk about the slender saxifrage with purple flowers, nor do I need to talk about the Zhi Mu with its swaying spikes and dancing leaves, but only about the ox-tongue grass, which is not eaten by goats or nibbled by cows, which is also limber and dancing in the breeze with its flowery branches, and which has actually changed its name from its common name to its scientific name of sheep's hooves! It looked like it recognized me, nodded at me, and laughed at me for being so shallow!
At this time, two or three of the flamboyant female doctors have walked through the garden, they pointed all the way to the green fat and red thin diffuse criticism. Also stop from time to time with a tape measure to measure the plant height of the herbs, or to check their growth status, and occasionally leaned over to sniff the side of the flowers, like a smile on the girlfriends of that kind of intimacy. Seeing this situation, I suddenly realized: the reason why these herbs are so beautiful and fresh, elegant temperament, the original they are borrowed from the classical culture to plant the bones, due to the fair beauty and rhyme, is the lucky child of the harmony of man and nature.
Walking out of the Institute of Medicinal Plants has been very far, my heart is still excited for these once familiar herbs, but also for this after forty years of beautiful encounter!
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In mid-June this year, Beijing Zizhuyuan north and south of the two lakes of the lotus sense the call of the God of Flowers, bloomed one after another, so that the ten thousand bamboos, the green wave of the park has a more charm. Lotus is a quiet flower, introverted flowers, silently in the green water in the shadow of self-pity. They have some snow white, some yellowish, more is pink, clear blue lotus leaves reflect the distinctive charm of the lotus. These flowers on the shore of those set up long guns and short cannons crazy photo red men and women ignore, self-concerned with the colorful butterflies whispering, with the dewdrops flirting. They believe in the time and place, laugh at the spring and autumn glory and blight, that kind of self-possession, that calm, that sincere, are worthy of manic human reflection learning!
Morning exercise, walk through the eight Yixuan, see the lake white stone teeth, lotus leaves. There is an old man standing next to the brown boulder at the eastern foot of the Lianshi Bridge, an old woman with green clothes and white hair, long braids and waist.
Walking from the purple bamboo forest path, my eyes were immediately attracted to the old man, the old man of medium stature, not fat, not thin, from the standing position, strong sinews and bones, hale and hearty. She turned her back to the hovering purple bamboo forest, facing the lake full of lotus flowers, hands together, standing solemnly. What surprised me is not only the old man's white hair, but also her from the back of the head combed down all the way up to the waist of the coiled flower braid. That braid in the green Tang suit against the background, very eye-catching, as if the old plum with flowers, the more you feel the vitality of the lush. The braid's twist pattern is loosely braided, natural and frank, quite similar to Lu You's words in his later years, horizontal and vertical with the heart, thick and thin with the pen, a transcendent and uninhibited aura. In an instant, a sense of awe suddenly attacked my whole body!
The old man stood beside the rock, like an old crane standing in front of the water, "where the smoke and water are pale, my nature is independent". The location where the old man stood alluded to the Ming Yuan Hongdao on the appreciation of summer flowers of the factors: "suitable after the rain, suitable for the fast wind, suitable for the shade of Ka Mu, suitable for the bamboo, suitable for the water pavilion". And here away from the park's small square, sparse shadows, a quiet. The old man borrowed water to restrain the dryness of fire, in order to nourish their own heart. Behind the ten thousand bamboo swaying heavenly music, in front of the lake full of clean lotus spotless, bamboo has section, lotus through the mystery, this flavor of elegance, can make the mortal into elegant, common bones are immortal. I don't know if she is a y educated old scholar, or a common family crone; I don't know if her life is a rough and tumble, or happy and safe; but surely: she is a maverick, a person with a story.
The sun rises higher and higher, and more and more people come to enjoy the flowers, among them, there are many dressed in colorful clothes, beautiful as a flower pretty girl, but this morning, the old man's appearance, so that those who are red and pink lost their colors, because the eyes of everyone who walks through the Ningbo Road, locked in the old man's body. People for the casting of the metal texture, cohesion of the world's frost, engraved with the footprints of the time of the braid shocked, for that dense with the vicissitudes of the beauty of the back of the touched!
Generally speaking, beautiful women are very conceited. In the Song Dynasty, a beautiful woman called Raccoon Lady, once wrote a poem "Hibiscus by the pool": "Hibiscus flower hair full of river red, all the hibiscus is better than the concubine's face. Yesterday, I passed by the embankment, how can people not see the hibiscus?" The feeling of self-conceit and self-respect overflowed between the lines. At this moment, I think, the Song Dynasty beauty is too young, and experience is still shallow, not with the vicissitudes of the beauty of the old man confronted, and therefore its poetry can not help but flow in the flamboyant and self-adorned. In the same situation, it is the Tang people's broad-mindedness, vision is also more profound than the Song people, from the flowers and people, recited the eternal sigh of youth is easy to die, life is short: "Look at the flowers blooming tree full of red, and look at the flowers fall tree is still empty. If you compare flowers to human affairs, flowers and human affairs together." The two comparisons, the realm of the high and low, the meaning of the thin and thick, immediately see.
People's Poetry: "Youth is like a flower in a flash, and it's a long time to be a white-haired flavor." The old man may not have any intention to fight with the red dust, no intention to accuse the Song Dynasty beauty of childishness and frivolity, just to the back of the quiet to walk by the side of the red men and women to express a kind of Zen thinking. As for the solution or not, that is the will of God! The old man's back, just like a wordless monument of poetry on the shore of the lake, but also in this early summer I read a profound textbook of life!