Welcome spring early, the most understanding of the heart of the spring breeze;
Summer lotus gracefully, the water surface clear round, swinging boat picking lotus, most of the demon children women sentimental;
Pick up the laurel brewing autumn, the gold bug Man singing, the past is still hot, just return to the heart, the falling flowers east to the heart;
Winter plum kissed the snow, the slanting month of the cold grass, the reincarnation of the dust, the red Ying fell into the mud, turned into another reincarnation of the Blooming Seasons ......
Autumn winds again, the old dream of the Grand View Garden, the Begonia Poetry Club is the most lively.
"Flowers are hard to find a spouse because they like to be clean, and people break their souls easily when they are sad about autumn." This is Shi Xiangyun's poem about begonias.
Only a generous woman like her could realize this.
How can things be perfect? But people often find it difficult to find a good match, a soulmate, or a reward for their ambitions because of the pursuit of perfection.
Daiyu sad, Baochai reserved, are not as cloud sister this open-minded, half poetic, half bold, half tender, half crazy.
Drunken peony underclothing eventually became a romantic past, as when the Yang Guifei. That day, Emperor Xuanzong summoned her to the incense pavilion, only to see that she was actually wine face makeup, hangover, naive and lovely.
Xuanzong laughed: "Consort is not drunk, just begonia has not yet slept enough just ......"
On the poem of the peony, under the song of the good people, the peony demon soft, the most able to pass the lingering love, begonia delicate, the most able to set off the jade face according to the water.
So, people will inevitably have a hidden worry: "I am afraid that late at night flowers sleep, so burn high candle light red makeup."
Mo want to go to sleep, mo want to go to sleep, just, Yun sister or in peony mat long lying down, Guifei also in the Mawei slope under the deep sleep ......
If the peony is always bewitching without a frame, then, full of spring color in the garden ultimately can't satisfy red apricot that the heart that is always mercurial.
"Green poplar smoke outside the dawn cold light, red apricot branches of spring." The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a pair of shoes that you can't afford to wear.
Song Qi, a great talent, fell in love with Emperor Renzong's consort. The encounter was so unusual that he became obsessed with her and fell in love with her.
Emperor Renzong was kind enough not to blame him, but to fulfill their love for each other.
It is just that, as the old saying goes, what you don't get is the most valuable.
People have always been attached to those who missed the people and things, always for all the loss and hard to get even.
Life needs to go through the test, after the experience, will understand, which there are so many of this love can wait, which there are so many romantic love?
Long-term companionship is the most real friendship, the days of peace and quiet is the steady happiness.
Song Qi is finally realized, he and the consort of the golden destiny will eventually return to the ordinary couple of the ordinary, a "floating growth hate entertainment less, willing to love a thousand gold light smile." The truth of life is exactly what it says.
Don't be obsessive, don't fix me, don't be greedy, all get and lose, are a practice ......
Who says grass is not love? The pear flower is the most understanding, understand the human heart.
The pear blossom thousands of trees snow, witnessed the warmth of a few people sitting around, and the pear blossom drifting down, and for how many parting sadness.
Once upon a time, there was an old pear tree in front of Qiao Guanhua's and Zhang Hanzhi's court. This pear tree does not blossom, and does not bear fruit, Zhang Hanyi invited workers to dig him out, but was blocked by Qiao Guanhua. She had to let the workers repot the old pear tree.
Later, Zhang Hanyi recalled in "Crossing the Thick Big Red Door":
Guanhua, like a child, said to me, "Luckily I came back early, or it would have been killed by you. Just wait, it will repay me in the future."
Zhang Hanzhi really didn't know how this old pear tree could still be alive. However, a miracle happened.
Another spring came, and hundreds of small flowers grew on the old pear tree. Qiao Guanhua was so happy that he took a picture of the old pear tree with Zhang Hanyi.
From then on, the pear blossoms bloomed like snow every year, as if witnessing their half-life relationship and love for each other.
A few years later, Guanhua left ...... since then, the old pear tree never bloomed again. Whenever a silent night, chapter Hanyi wandering alone in the small courtyard, always in front of the old pear tree to stand for a while, sometimes silently tears, stroking its branches, the heart whisked a poignant comfort.
"Rain hitting the pear blossom deep closed door", that thick big red door, there is her, but also with her, will never be freed from the pain of that old pear tree ......
There is a kind of nobility on earth, such as peony.
Legend has it that Wu Zetian ordered all the flowers to bloom, but only the peony did not obey, and the Empress Wu expelled it from the capital and relegated it to Luoyang in a rage.
The soil and water of Luoyang were the most suitable for the peony, which saved up its spirit, stood ready, and spilled out all its grievances and sorrows, and finally bloomed in a national and heavenly fragrance!
It is said that it takes two years for a peony seedling to reveal itself to the ground. In the first year, its roots grow underground; in the second year, it only begins to sprout upward until it grows out of the ground. It will take a few more years for it to blossom and bear fruit.
In March, peach blossoms, magnolias, roses and begonias are already scratching their heads in spring, but peonies are still holding back.
When the earth was frozen, it only silently stored its own strength, and the roots and knots in the soil were disjointed, which showed the firmness of its will.
The late spring, it finally spit out the world of beauty, not with the intention to compete with hundreds of flowers in the spring, but only to complete the sublimation of their lives.
This is the preciousness of peony. The nobility of the peony is in the air, in the soul, and in the spirit, like a high and cold beauty, who "moves even when she is heartless", and a clear and proud look already makes all the purple and red flowers out of reach.
There is a kind of love on earth, love is strong, love is persistent, also love is forgiving, such as roses.
Qu Qiubai's life is strong, full of blood, but also swirling with watery tenderness. He was in love with a married woman, and her generous husband eventually shaved his head, dressed in a robe, sticking a bunch of roses, and offered his wife to Qu Qiubai.
After a photo of the three of them together, her husband wrote four words: "Flowers for Buddha." This meant that he was "offering" her to a better man.
Perhaps the roses are silently saying that love should be loved like fire, turning corruption into magic. And the man who comes to maturity in love, his heart is broader than the ocean. This really should be Yang Wanli's this: "wind flow each Yan Zhigue, rain and dew why private creation work."
There is another kind of sobriety in this world, such as the chrysanthemum.
Yu Qian's "Chrysanthemum River Pavilion" is the place where Tao Yuanming used to plant and enjoy chrysanthemums when he was the magistrate of Pengze County.
If we look at contemporary standards of success, Tao Yuanming would not have been a "life winner" by any stretch of the imagination. However, he realized another ideal of life in the world of chrysanthemums.
While there is no wealth and honor, but there is always a clump of chrysanthemums sent to him by his old friends in the autumn warmth; although people in the end of the world, the door since he is also a wide building.
Flowering two faces, life between the Buddha and the devil. The pain of life, all from the inner obsession.
What is a high place? What is a faraway place? In the end, we will understand that what people are looking for all their lives is their own inner peace.
One thought, all the suffering, one thought out, the sky is clear and the sea is pure.
Nietzsche said: just like flowers bloom with pleasure, flowers fall with sadness, the beauty of life is so full of pain and contradiction, adding strength, stirring up all the subtle memories of intoxication, the world if near and far, life is fleeting ......
Flowering period has a letter, in the sentient and thoughtless, or bright or quiet, the wind moving The flower shadow, the next bloom, bloomed all the life generation, bloomed all the life and the world.
Like a lotus flower in front of the Buddha, bathing in the tranquil Sanskrit singing, blooming on the pure river of forgetfulness. The leaf pattern is sparse and sparse, the light and shadow of the flower is clear and light, drops of its sea, sand into the desert, gurgling into the country, silent into the picture -
Painting in March, in the rose in the full of curtains in the brewing of a pot of spring; painting in June, in the hibiscus in the hibiscus between the get flowfly fly summer; painting in September, in the fragrance of the rice flowers in the road to pick up the autumn; painting in the waxing moon, in the cold branches of the plum writing A paper winter rhyme ......
All the reunions and separations in the world, all the joys and sorrows, have been opened as a flower season, into a frame of painting. Years and years of vegetative flowers, years and years of people with a heart; towards the heart of the painting, twilight towards the appreciation of the painting people ......