Among all the flowers, my favorite is the chrysanthemum that is not afraid of wind and frost. It's not like the delicate jasmine, nor is it as flashy as the moonflower. It doesn't need much fertilizer or nutrients, and it doesn't need you to take good care of it, as long as it's in a simple pot, it can take root and grow strong.
There are many varieties of chrysanthemums, one next to the other, each with its own characteristics. They are either tilted or tilted, gathered or scattered, in full bloom or in bud, singing and dancing in the wind, dazzling people!
Look closely at the chrysanthemums, you will find that the shape of their petals, although different, there are like the moon, there are like a fan, there are like curls of ...... but no matter what the posture of the, all of them are as moist as jade, as light as a gauze, gently touch, a gentle feeling straight through the heart, the whole person suddenly relaxed a lot!
"The new generation" of leaves is tender green, looks very soft. The green leaves evenly surround the straight stem, a bit like a few lively and lovely children whispering around a column. Those leaves are a bit like a goldfish's tail, with a small circle of serrated teeth on the edge, which may be their defense weapon!
In this late fall, when the wind is blowing, and the flowers are dying, the chrysanthemums are still blooming proudly. And the tighter the west wind, the more luxuriant the chrysanthemums bloom; the thicker the frost, the more colorful the chrysanthemums bloom. No wonder Grandpa Chen Yi praised it so much: "Autumn chrysanthemum can be proud of frost, and the wind and frost are heavy and evil. This nature can withstand the cold, what can the wind and frost do?" Yes, in front of the chrysanthemum, which is so strong in nature, what can the wind and frost do?
The chrysanthemum not only has the admirable tenacity of will, so that people enjoy the eye, it can also be used medicinally! And the chrysanthemum dried, brewed into chrysanthemum tea, drink can make people cool, remove fire, play the effect of summer heat it!
So, chrysanthemum, I want to praise you!
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2. Chrysanthemum
With the sound of a rooster crowing, Fang Ling got up. She suddenly remembered that today was Teacher's Day. Fang Ling thought: Is Mr. Wang, who is over 100 years old, up yet? He has to correct homework and prepare lessons every night, and he has to go to bed very late. Mr. Wang is old, old people are prone to high blood pressure, so what should we do? Just send the teacher a bouquet of wild chrysanthemums. When the teacher smells the fragrance, he will be in a good mood.
Fang Ling climbed to the top of the slope with great effort, and saw that there were many wild chrysanthemums there! She picked them with one hand and took them with the other, and before long, she had picked a lot of them. Fang Ling was walking towards Mr. Wang's house with the flowers in her hand when she stumbled and fell down. She wanted to go home to clean her wound, but the scene of Mr. Wang's sick class last winter came back to her. She couldn't care less, so she hurried toward Mr. Wang's house.
Fang Ling tiptoed to the teacher's window, stood on tiptoe, and poked her head into the room, ah, the teacher's study is really simple. In a large desk, in addition to a globe, a calendar and preparation notes and a pair of glasses, and then nothing else. Fang Ling thought: while the teacher is not there, quickly put the flowers in. But what to do without a vase? Her small eyebrows twisted into a lump, oh, there, in a corner of the desk is not a pencil holder?
You see, Fang Ling stood on tiptoe, sideways, closer, closer ...... She finally put the flowers in, a soothing smile on her little face.
Ah, Fang Ling sent not ordinary wild chrysanthemums, but a sincere heart.
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3. Chrysanthemum
When the refreshing autumn wind blows the sky higher and farther away, when the strange child looks off the last south-flying geese, when the green leaves on the branches
change to orange and yellow, when a little bit of slight acid has been with the branches, then it is the time of chrysanthemums again.
Chrysanthemum of light
"Clang, clang ......" hear that crisp iron sound? The wind is blowing, the strong muscles are radiating the breath of life
and the blazing fire is cultivating noble sentiments. Jikang, the hero of the age, a talented man, is living the life of a blacksmith here
Like anyone else, you have high expectations for him, right, but do you dare to persuade him to join the civil service? Have you forgotten the Book of Severance with Shan Tao
? The resounding words have already declared to everyone his disdain for the career path, let him be himself, let the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove"
always live the life of "singing songs in Yedai", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove", "singing songs in the bamboo grove", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove".
Let the "Seven Sages of the Bamboo Grove"
always live the life of "singing in Yexia", "drinking wine in the bamboo grove", "floating goblets of water", and "picking chrysanthemums in the southern mountains".
Chrysanthemum's Pride
Can you still remember the age of Chu's ministerial position, holding the pole, still decided to "trailing tail on the way" Zhuangzi? This "heart
such as clear autumn water", and then as the untethered boat of the noble priest, has the world's talent, but has not yielded to the power of the rich and famous, a
Life lived a life of poverty, whether you also want to persuade him to enter the world, and hope that he can do something great for the motherland for the community for the common people
.
. Yes, everyone would like to do so. However, Zhuang Zi, he thought he was a tree, a tree that defends the moon of the soul, if
you insist on pulling him up and planting him in the soil of the filthy society, he will wither and die immediately, so let him be a tree forever, and he
will have a proud chrysanthemum flower by his side to keep him company.
The death of the chrysanthemum
"The power of the mountains and the gas cover the world, the time is not favorable Ruoxi Ya do not pass away, Ya do not pass away Ruoxi can not help, Yu Ji Yu Ji Naoruo," in the face of the torrential
The river, in the face of the other side of the townspeople of the fathers and mothers, a generation of the king can not help but tear wet lapel, the river has been with the surname of the other people, the beauty of the axe in the arms,
It is to escape by boat, the beauty of the river, the river is with the name of the others.
Is it to take the boat to escape and regroup, or to plunge into the Wujiang River, "death is also a ghost hero"? If you are beside Xiang Wang, would you advise him to
"stay in the green hills, not afraid of no wood to burn"? The elders of Jiangdong also expect Xiang Wang to endure humiliation, maybe history will be rewritten for this
, however, Xiang Wang finally chose to throw himself into the river to die, he thought he should die with dignity, he thought that was his heroic nature, a branch of chrysanthemum
Flower's life form wilted, but the fragrance of the flowers will remain fragrant for all eternity.
Perhaps this is the true meaning of life, no matter how others expect, they think it is right to pursue, the pursuit of freedom
, the pursuit of sublime, the pursuit of the dignity of life, the pursuit of the hero's nature, leaving aside the expectations of others, leaving aside the discouragement of others, toward their
knowledge.
When the crisp sound of iron smithing comes from afar, when the ancient roc spreads its wings and wants to fly, when the monstrous Wujiang River roars to the sky, then it is again
to the season of chrysanthemum fragrance.
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4. Chrysanthemums
When autumn is deep and frosty and chrysanthemums are in full bloom, I went to Zhongshan Park with a strong interest in chrysanthemum appreciation.
On entering the park, I felt like I was in a marvelous world: in front of the fountain, two large pots of chrysanthemums blossomed proudly, and hundreds of small chrysanthemums surrounded the clusters, competing with each other for beauty, which was really a good scene! The east side of the flower white like snow, the west side of the flower yellow like gold, under the sun, yellow and white, especially fresh and refreshing. Spray pool along the edge, full of leisure and elegant, colorful and gorgeous cliff chrysanthemum. Branches hanging down, small flowers like stars. They shoulder to shoulder, bladder to bladder, demeanor is different, each with interest, or like a peacock open screen, or like the Milky Way to the ground, or if the dragon to explore the sea ...... is really Xian Rong fair, interesting.
With the flow of people, I stepped into the chrysanthemum exhibition room. The chrysanthemums on display here, some are budding, some are in full bloom, some seem to have just come out of the bath, and some have revealed the essence of ...... a strain, a pot, a clump, a pile of red like fire, yellow as gold, green as jade, white as clouds - for a time, a multitude of colors! The hall is full of color. In a trance, I was like entering fairyland. Look, that chrysanthemum in the best product "green peony", petals rich, color like jade, brightly colored, love; outstanding "handsome flag", pistil yellow leaf broad, outside the gold inside Zhu, such as the rising sun, can be called chrysanthemum "army The "handsome flag" can be called the "army" of chrysanthemums. With the "handsome flag" is reflected in the delicate and charming "Jing female", it petals such as silk, hanging hair and low head, not like the "handsome flag" wind and fire, but the quiet and elegant, charming and sentimental, give people another It gives people another kind of enjoyment of beauty. Intriguing "three Qiao", flowers half purple and half yellow, standing, see it, can not help but remind people of the "Romance of the Three Kingdoms" in the story. I watched and thought, endless reverie, lingering. White peonies" and "Gudu Ruixue", which are as white as jade and as densely embraced as snowballs, have become the objects of repeated visits by painters; "ink chrysanthemums" and "ink lotus", which are famous for their strange colors, have become the objects of repeated visits by painters; "white peonies" and "Gudu Ruixue" have become the objects of repeated visits by painters. "ink lotus", red with purple, purple through black, constantly surrounded by photographers; more amusing to count the flower color variable "Mulan dress", the first bloom was green lotus color, the evening became pink, just with soft, heroic and not lose the girl's temperament, rather like a woman dressed as a man! The woman who disguises herself as a man and goes to the army on behalf of her father, and then quietly returns her skirt to Mulan ......
The chrysanthemum is so delicate! Since ancient times, people celebrate chrysanthemum, praise chrysanthemum, how many poets, writers and chrysanthemum formed a bond, and how many artists and writers left a masterpiece about chrysanthemum masterpiece. Tao Yuanming, a great poet of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, recited the famous line "picking chrysanthemums under the east hedge, leisurely seeing the South Mountain"; Cao Xueqin, a great writer of the Qing Dynasty, wrote in "Dream of Red Mansions" the relationship between flowers and people with poems, telling the different destinies of different characters; Chen Yi, a great revolutionary, even more "Autumn chrysanthemums can be proud of the frost, and frost and wind heavy and evil. The great revolutionary Chen Yi, with his glorious poem "The chrysanthemum can stand the cold, what can the wind and frost do?", y expresses the open-mindedness and revolutionary heroism of the revolutionaries who defied the difficulties and dared to fight.
I recited: "I would rather hold the incense on the branch to die, why ever blow down the north wind". Yes! For many years, chrysanthemum has cultivated people's sentiments and inspired them to advance. The Chinese people have chrysanthemum, chrysanthemum, more chrysanthemum, is not precisely because it symbolizes the Chinese people indomitable, persistent pursuit of feelings?
Looking, walking, thinking, gradually, from the bottom of my heart rose up never had a feeling ......
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5. "The soughing west wind is planted all over the yard, the stamens are cold, the fragrance is cold and the butterflies are hard to come. If I am the Green Emperor in other years, I will report to the peach blossoms to bloom in one place."
The sky is high, a leaf knows the fall. In the fall of the hundred flowers and grasses, but the clumps of chrysanthemums, cloaked in crystal dew, against the soughing autumn wind, head high and angry. It is colorful: tooth white, yellow, red, to name a few; it is a thousand flowers: some of the dignified and elegant, some graceful and noble, some of the wild dance, some of the swaying. For this reason, it is uniquely favored by the historical literati.
For chrysanthemum, I have a wonderful story with it. When I was a child, I often went to the countryside to play, where there was a pond of clear water. At the edge of the pond, there was a pile of rotten stones. One day I was surprised to find that in the rotten stones, actually emerged a little star green, strange and fresh. Wow! Isn't that the "chrysanthemum", the messenger of fall? That intoxicating green ah! It is untainted, like a piece of warm jasper. I have seen the willow's new leaves, can not get off the yellow, seems too light; I have seen the "green wall", seems too thick. And this green, can not be described in words. In the tender green surrounded by a little golden, like a noble woman, head high. The slender roots firmly grasp the land, a handful of barren land cast its indomitable. That night, pouring rain fell from the sky. The sounds of thunder, lightning, and rain merged into an intense symphony. However, in my mind, the tiny chrysanthemum appeared at all times. Could that tiny creature withstand the storm? After the rain cleared, I ran over. However, I was dismayed and disappointed. The little chrysanthemum, with its head hanging down, lay helplessly on the stone, ah! It came so hastily, and went so hastily.
A few days later one day, I was surprised, it once again stood up, the top of the uneven petals of the disk, that setback, did not dispel its confidence, but increased its courage to overcome the difficulties. Looking at this small chrysanthemum I have a lot of thoughts, our life is not like this? Encounter setbacks, hard work, hard struggle, the dawn of victory will eventually smile at you. If, from this vicissitude, then, life is like falling into a bottomless abyss.
We should take the spirit of the chrysanthemum as an example, the courage to challenge the setbacks, and live a new self.