Prose of Jasmine
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Prose of Jasmine 1I have a pot of jasmine planted in my house, and it is always so charming. This pot of jasmine, is my grandfather sent me, but also really beautiful, every now and then embellish the balcony, its branches close together, around each other, and gradually upward to stretch out, which every setback is just right, staggering self-consistency; its oily leaves and for the gnarled branches full of life, the leaves in the middle of the wide, head and tail, about six or seven centimeters, wide in four or five centimeters or so, the leaves are dark green, while the newborn is a light green, and the newborn is a light green, and the newborn is a light green. A piece of verdant, a piece of ingenious, a piece of smooth. Such a piece of the leaves for the branches to add life; jasmine petals about eighteen, seventeen pieces or so, the middle of the stamen is yellowish, in the white petals, more prominent.
This jasmine more let me love is its fragrance, you just a little closer, only gusts of fragrance drifting through, that refreshing fragrance, with lush foliage in the jasmine bush, really something else, if you do not look at it close, but also really not the layer of crystal white petals, like jade, seems to be a touch to be broken in general, very delicate, which can be really ice skin. Silver flowers point, the fragrance of wisps, soft wind sent, refreshing lungs, this is really a kind of freshness, a sense of comfort!
Jasmine in the tree flourished when the leaves, long branches swaying in the breeze, like the willow's stripes in general; if pruned into the living room, the living room will immediately have a fragrance of confusion. I like to use jasmine to do tea, so do into the tea, there is a refreshing feeling, just in the mouth, jasmine fragrance suddenly filled the mouth for a long time will not dissipate, so the tea in the summer can do cool drinks.
But jasmine does not fully represent the refreshing, in my eyes that jasmine can also be done as a thought. This pot of jasmine is my grandfather sent me when I was eight years old, when I was small, do not understand, often break its branches, which also attracted a lot of blame, but only grandpa did not, grandpa just said next time to pay attention to, grandpa always only say this, every time you make a mistake is also like this.
I remember once, I lie on the balcony, fingers fiddling with jasmine branches, mouth complaining how not to bloom! But grandpa always said there is no hurry, but I always contradicted his old man: "still say wait, then wait until when?" But every time I said it, I felt regret. But all repeatedly do not change. Finally one day, jasmine bloomed! Grandpa picked the jasmine flowers made jasmine tea, that is my first drink, is this time, let me fall in love with jasmine, that is when I learned a song: "a beautiful jasmine flower ......" can be this song, accompanied me through the The song has been with me for many, many springs and autumns. But the years are not forgiving, I gradually grew up, but the grandfather became old, even in the grandfather dying, are looking at the jasmine.
Grandpa left, but I have been learning from my father to prune the tree, watering, etc. I also learned to make tea, every time I do homework, look at the jasmine, as if to see Grandpa, it feels like Dad in the smile, the mood will be much more comfortable.
"What a beautiful jasmine flower, fragrant and beautiful full of branches ......" I love jasmine, I love grandpa!
Jasmine prose 2Windy evening, a person sitting alone in a small courtyard. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. I found a jasmine plant in an inconspicuous place close to the corner of the wall.
Green leaves, delicate white flowers, thin stems, strong flavor. There is no rose of color, no peony of charm, but in the corner of the most unobtrusive, quietly open their own flowers, quietly spit their own Fang.
If not for this fragrance, I seem to have forgotten its existence. Just focus on those colorful flowers and plants, look at them in the light wind and sunshine, attracting butterflies to dance, attracting bees to give kisses.
The jasmine plant was bought from a roadside flower vendor last year. At that time, it was small and delicate, very attractive, coupled with the flower vendor's highly recommended, also bought. Back home, it will be placed in the small yard of a vacant place. From then on, let it absorb the natural rain, the essence of the sun and moon, let it grow freely, let it flourish and fall.
Thinking about it, this year, I owe it a lot. No careful care of it, not for it to stay in their own eyes. Just take it as a kind of accompanying scenery, a kind of unintentional embellishment.
But this long and rich fragrance, but really surprised me. It is not open, will put their posture low to the dust, but once in full bloom, but proudly colorful group of flowers, the fragrance of the whole garden.
I pity it, pain it, more is to honor it. I respect its strong and calm attitude towards life; I respect its way of being a human being without being overbearing; I respect its high and low-profile character in the world.
And I have always been a lover of flowers, from not bear to fold a flower in the bottle to appreciate, only silently standing aside, smelling its fragrance, appreciate its beauty.
But access to some information about jasmine, only to realize that it is from the flower to flower time of the longest but two days, the shortest but one night. I guess it will not want to end up in the branches, so withered, it should be very happy to put the most beautiful years, leaving the world all the precious people.
So since then, every morning, pick some. Or take five or six into the tea, drink a mouthful, feel the fragrance into the throat; or take two or three don't in the tips of the hair, light elegant small soft; or choose some of the fresh and beautiful dozen, drying in the sun, to be dry, will be treasured with the years.
Both can be sealed into the altar, such as brewing an old wine, to be taken out later to cook and cook tea; and can be put into a capsule, hanging in front of the window, every time the wind, it will be fragrant, but also the capsule can be carried, vaguely through the incense.
I think I have fallen in love with jasmine. Take a quiet and bright night, listening to a "jasmine" under the moonlight, thinking of the old courtyard of a group of clean women, although I have not personally seen their faces, but also must be dignified and elegant.
And just yesterday, I have moved the jasmine to a window sill closest to my boudoir. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Jasmine prose 3
In the days of jasmine fragrance floating, a white dress floating girl, eyes watery light, deep black eyes through the unique girl active and pure, in the flowers slowly and leisurely small steps forward, white and clean hands gently caressing the flowers of the green full of leaves. Leaves like a handful of reflecting the green luster of the wrinkled fan, in the gentle touch of the girl shook his head, shaking body, as if by the autumn girl that the ten thousand gentle hands tickled the ziang, will be like a baby like a silly, innocent smile, listen, the girl as if she heard the leaves of the laughter, the corners of the mouth is also slightly up, revealing the shallow dimples.
Look at the buds, milky white stained with a little pale yellow, small, full, like a slightly trembling baby's body, so lovely, so weak, so loveable! Carefully appreciate, and then feel that it is like a baby's hands, flesh, tender, gently swaying in the wind, as if it is a small hand in a relaxation. Several buds in a circle, the largest one is particularly naughty, grabbed a few other nutrition, desperately stretching towards the sun, it is to catch up with the time to greet the sun, in order to win the favor of the autumn sun.
Look, jasmine flowers bloomed, some like wearing a snow-white dance dress princess, in the air constantly rotating, intoxicated by their own beauty; some open like a model wearing a fashionable dress, do not trim, do not speak of contours, this side of the outstretched it my slender arms, and over there is like a stacked like a heavy several layers; some have opened a rich, like the sky wearing a white veil dancing. Fairy; some of the open extremely elegant, like the snow lotus on the snowy plateau line, white and pure, white and delicate, white as the sunshine of the white flowing girl!
In this jasmine bush, the girl gently walking, jumping, spinning, looking far away, in another bush, there are various colors of jasmine, red, purple, yellow, blue, all kinds of morphology, all kinds of modalities, gestures, enchanting and colorful. Some are like dancing butterflies, spreading their wings in the wind; some are like fluffy snowballs, blooming plump and lovely; some are like court dancers, clad in colorful ribbons, gorgeous dresses, a look, an action, a smile, is enough to touch everyone's heartbeat!
Jasmine fragrance, famous since ancient times. The young girl is smelled, in the strong fragrance of the flowers, the young girl watching the leaves and enjoying the flowers. Walking, the young girl was so thick that she could not melt the aroma tightly surrounded, this incense into the nose, moist lungs, drunken heart! A light wind blew, the aroma will be like transparent snowflakes dancing in the air, the girl opened her arms, let the gentle touch of the wind, as if, it is going to roll the girl to the sky, together with the colorful jasmine flowers, flying to the highest clouds!
Gently lift the pace, for fear of hurting these natural beauties. The green leaves are one and the same, mesmerizing one and the same! Light wind teases the waist-high jasmine tree, the leaves gently dance, signaling friendship. Some of the leaves, growing slowly, green with a few tender yellow, like an immature yellow boy; some of the leaves, greedily absorbing the nutrients of the land, growing rich and oily, already quite a gentleman's style. Gently touch these lovely little creatures, feel they are so fragile. Thin body, as if a piece of green paper, soft and light; and like the clouds in the sky, light, a gust of wind can blow them to shiver. Look closely, the top of the tree has grown buds, three or five groups of bundles in a tree, absorbing the essence of the mother. The wind is their messenger to convey the language of flowers; the sun is the power of their impending bloom; the rain is the impetus for them to unfold their smiling faces. Article Read
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In the distance, there is an elegant house, specializing in the love of jasmine people to taste jasmine tea. This is where the young girl ended up. The tea is not processed and packaged like the ones in the supermarkets, it is fresh, natural, and the fragrance is long lasting! The girl sat on the ancient stone stool, cleaning tea set, a small amount of tea into the hot water to steep, during the teapot gently shaking a few, so that the fragrance of the tea to the water everywhere, a short while, the girl will be poured into the tea in a small delicate porcelain cup, will be long hair back, will be slightly close to the nose porcelain cups, with the hand gently fan into the nose, at this time, the tea fragrance to the head of the girl, the whole body of meridians, blood vessels, the tea, the tea, the tea, the tea and the tea. ......
A mouthful of tea down, the internal organs began to relax, the girl's thoughts are constantly undulating, once, the girl fell in love with a man like jasmine, he is handsome, elegant, generous, the most attractive thing to attract her is that he also likes the moon season and the moon season flower tea. Mountain alliance, there are jasmine testimony, every time she saw him, she had a feeling of freshness, every time she held his hand, there is a kind of warmth of sweetness, such as drinking to the sweetness of jasmine's aroma; every time you embrace his arms, there is a kind of silk into a sense of happiness throughout the body: that is, the man's body scent or jasmine scent surrounded by the whole body feeling it?
Now, I met with the young girl in the tea house. There is a jasmine flower, four pieces connected, like a butterfly resting on the tip of the tree, beautiful and elegant, light and flawless. I want to squat down, smell its fragrance, only to see a white dress, she has long kissed this lovely flowers. "So fragrant!" Her jasmine-like elegant voice like heavenly music drifted into my ears, such as drinking a mouthful of jasmine tea, fragrant nose, moist throat, drunken heart!
I squatted down, want to see her face, so the four eyes, her eyes like jasmine in the sunshine flow of freshness and purity; her skin color like jasmine crystal white; her hair, draped over the chest, such as the sea of jasmine, floating with a charming aroma! We smiled at each other, got up, and walked towards the place where the jasmine bloomed most splendidly.
We talked about our love for flowers, the fragrance of flowers, and all the stories about flowers. Perhaps it was love at first sight! Every weekend morning, we would coincidentally meet in the sea of flowers. I sat in the tea pavilion, put freshly picked jasmine flowers into an antique teapot, and when the fresh spring water on the side boiled, I poured it into the teapot, and the flowers followed the flow of the water and danced happily, twisting naturally and forcefully, singing gleefully with an ethereal and fragrant song. She sat across from me, in front of a long wooden brown table, the table placed on the seven-stringed zither, you straighten your back, slightly sideways head, will be the hair habitually brushed set in front of the chest, a short while, a song of "jasmine fragrance" will be leisurely floating in the sky ......