The lotus flower does not have the peony? The lotus flower is not as colorful as the peony, nor is it as beautiful as the peach blossom. The lotus flower is not as colorful as the peony, nor as peach blossom. The rose is not as good as the rose. The lotus is not as beautiful as the peony, nor is it as beautiful as the peach blossom. and the chrysanthemums. leisurely? But it is a water clear, outstanding, morning dew in the pearl and jade flashes, sunny day in the rosy as the sun, wind like fairy wave, still look like a jade girl into the picture. The following is a description of the lotus I organize the lyrical essay, welcome to read!
July is the season of the lotus.
I remember when I was a child, as soon as July came, and the school was closed for vacation, my buddies and I used to go to the pond to pick lotus leaves and see the lotus flowers.
The county is very small, out of the city can not walk a hundred meters, is a small pond next to one. The water in the pond is clear and cool, the water depth is generally knee-deep and waist-deep only, naughty children like to go down to trip the water. Pond, small fish in the dark green water between the grass to swim around, the children naturally do not know the joy of fish, but scrambled to catch fish chase fish. The pond often grows a piece of wild diamonds, turn over the seedlings, you can pick a one by one diamond horn. The light green is young horn, peeled off with fingernails, the white rhombus rice to the mouth, crisp and sweet; encountered the old rhombus, with fingernails can not be peeled off, then take it home, boiled to eat, noodle sweet, and is another taste.
The most enjoyable thing is still picking lotus leaves to see lotus flowers. Remember when we were small, hometown seems to have no what ornamental flowers, also very few people raise flowers, there is no flower to see, can leave me the impression of only the yard white, fragrant gardenia, and field pond pink, standing lotus. Gardenia can be scented all over the city, but not many people have gardenia trees. If you want to ask for a gardenia from someone's house, it depends on the relationship. Look at the lotus to go to the outside of the city, almost every pond, flowers large, elegant flower shape, flower fragrance light, a green lotus leaves, standing up a branch of pink lotus, looks the most pleasing to the eye but.
The happier thing is, this pond, this lotus leaves, this lotus, its owner is the children themselves. Take off your clothes and pants, bare buttocks into the water, until you get to the front of the lotus, you can put the lotus to the nose in front of the nose to sniff, embrace into the arms of a kiss. Out of the water before, pick a big and green lotus leaves, on top of the head to shield from the sun; pick a branch of the budding lotus flowers, take home inserted in the bottle; lucky times, you can also pick a tender lotus, peeled out of a lotus seed rice, walking along the side of the savor it can be a lovely fragrance.
Ancient writers like to praise the lotus flower's high purity, that is not our children's business. We like it is that it is good-looking, that is, can be close, is to be able to fold a branch home, peeled open the lotus can eat. Of course, gradually also like it posture of the beautiful, graceful appearance.
The first time I heard someone use elegant language to comment on the lotus, about the third year of junior high school, a three or two years older than me? I'm not sure if I'm a good person, but I'm a good person. The lotus blossom is not stained, the clean sea is not demonic? I had not read much at that time, and I did not know what I was talking about. At that time, I didn't read much and didn't know the origin of this line, but I just thought it was a little? I just thought it was a bit sour. However, I also think that the character of this brother, who is a noble person and has high aspirations, is quite compatible with the character of the common people and the common world. After all, because this word is not vulgar, charming, I immediately remembered it, and gradually like it.
Soon, I read Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lotus":
The flowers of plants and trees on land and water, the lovely ones are very tomato. The Jin Tao Yuanming loved chrysanthemums alone. Since Li Tang, the world loves peony. I only love the lotus, which is untainted by silt and mud, not demonic by the clean sea, straight outside, not sprawling, fragrant and clear, pavilion net planting, which can be viewed from afar and cannot be played with profanely.
It is said that the chrysanthemum, the flower of the hidden also; peony, the flower of the rich and noble also; lotus, the flower of the gentleman also. The love of chrysanthemum is rarely heard of after Tao; the love of lotus, who is the same as you? The love of peony, it is appropriate to all!
Zhou Dunyi (1017-1073) was a great rationalist of the Northern Song Dynasty. The Dictionary of the Chinese Language says this about him: ? He put forward the Taiji, reason, qi, sex, life, etc., which became the basic categories of the Song and Ming philosophies, and he himself became one of the founders of the science of reasoning. Zhou Dunyi and Zhang Zai, Shao Yong, Cheng Hao, Cheng Yi and other scholars of the Northern Song Dynasty founded the school of reasoning, and to the Southern Song Dynasty, by Zhu Xi to carry forward the development of the Song, Yuan and Ming science of philosophy for thousands of years around ancient China. Zhou Dunyi is undoubtedly the originator of the science. Zhou Dunyi put forward the theory of the composition of the universe, sketched out to? Wuji? and Taiji? and the "Tai Chi". Taiji? And? The human pole? and the drawing of? The human pole? That is? Makoto. The name "Makoto" means "Makoto". Sincerity? What is it? The purest and the best? What is it? It is the root of the five constants and the source of all actions. It is the highest state of morality. Read here, you may not be difficult to understand, an upright Taoist ancestor, why love the lotus (lotus), praise the lotus! It is solemn!
You see, peony is the flower of the rich and noble, chrysanthemum is the flower of the hidden, only the lotus, is the flower of the gentleman! The flower of the gentleman also!
July, already half. The boat of time, floating, another year of light time is gradually moving away. If the twilight color is magnificent, in an instant, then, into the deep bottom of the sea.
This summer, it is difficult to have a cool. The breeze is brisk, cool like the depth of the fall. The wind, extremely extremely soft. The rain, like the parting lover, yi yi lingering.
The sun, a change in previous years, spicy, warm 'character, adding a few points of reserve and elegance. Even in the afternoon, there will not be into the steamer-like sweat drenched difficult. The clouds are no longer white and soft. Thin light, gray, occasionally, or dark clouds. The sun, like a beauty from ancient times, from time to time, half cover the face.
Early, spontaneous, leisurely, strolling in the depths of the green paths, silk wind, with wisps of flowers and grasses, wrapped with broken dewdrops of wet, clear heart and lungs, cozy and clear, let a person's heart and mind. Hair, train, green face, Lotus Pavilion, birds singing cicadas, frogs fall, as in the wonderland of the wonderful.
If, in the afternoon, fortunate enough to encounter a drizzle from the sky, through the misty rain, the mountain longing, the water is vast, people sparse, the breeze whisks the sleeve, according to the window to enjoy the scenery, the heart, and will give birth to a leaf of how poetic soft sentiment!
Twilight, the neighborhood square, singing and dancing. The big women are sweating, intoxicated in the rhythmic and rhythmic square dance. Suddenly thought, recently, the TV broadcast Chinese big moms to square dance out of the country. Chinese amazons dancing in the square in New York, due to play recordings too loud, was the second warning by the police after the handcuffs were taken away from the report. Heartfelt admiration for the love and persistence of Chinese amazons to square dance, can not help but cross their thumbs, hard to point a praise. In recent years, the popularity of square dance wind blowing dark, from the poetic Jiangnan scroll to the northern glaciers, from the hustle and bustle of the city to the countryside with beautiful scenery. As long as you are willing to go out of the house, the streets, alleys, fields, headlands, a piece, a pile of piles, a team, a group of flamboyant, elegant and beautiful Chinese women, almost crazy twist no longer slim waist, the momentum of the pouring, such as rows of seas and oceans, like a raging wave.
Unable to withstand the encouragement of friends, that day, the rhythmic feet of the sunset, I also joined the ranks of the square dance. Despite the patience of my friends, I still don't know what I'm doing, I'm too busy. I was too busy to move my hands. I forgot to move my feet, and I was embarrassed and overwhelmed. The dance seems to be simple and easy to learn, but it is as difficult as hell for me. I can't step on the rhythm of the left and right swing. Watching my friends rotate as lightly as a flying swallow, I was envious in my heart. The first time I saw this, I was able to get a good dancer, and I couldn't get the dance to work, so I had to go out and get a little bit more.
More and more lazy me, more and more like a secluded house life. A person, house in a corner enough quiet enough lonely room, lazy leaning on the soft sofa, curry coffee table, a cup of white water, or curling smoke or thin cool transparent; a book, resting on the hand, or ink fragrance dense or Chen incense yellow. Occasionally, squinting, seemingly sleepy, a few points of love, a few points of disorientation; occasionally, tilting his head, his eyes over the sliding glass door on the hazy swaying bamboo shadow of the gap, fell on the balcony that a strain of green and colorful flowers and plants in the fullest sense of the word. This time, the soft heart, will be dense as ripples of surprise and happiness of the branches, blossoming flowers.
I don't know from when, or is no reason, suddenly, there is no previous that can not wait to write the desire.
I think, last year or the year before, or even farther, is the year before the year before. Also, this July day, just, then the July day, should be a different story, hot sun, the earth is like an iron furnace, hot sunlight inadvertently fell on the body, the skin will have smoldering pain and burnt fur flavor.
At noon, people early to hide in the comfort of the air-conditioned room. Lying on a cool and comfortable bamboo mat, or staring at the phone screen without looking at the eyes or sleep to the invitation of the Lord of the Week. It is also the time to enjoy the sweet joy of life, I, but a person stupidly stay in the store without air conditioning, in front of the computer, in the gurgling flow of melody, full attention to knock out a dense warm square. The street, bits and pieces of people walking through the road, more umbrellas to cover the road, bits and pieces of people walking through the road, more umbrellas to cover the flaming red cheeks, walk in a hurry. Around the floor fan rotating night and day, exhausted tugging at the hoarse voice issued a sound protest, around the axis of the fan constantly rotating fan leaves, issued a silk yellow halo, the scorching heat came, these, but can not in the least affect my deduction of the enthusiasm of the keyboard, accompanied by the gurgling flow of the melody, the thoughts have, such as meandering stretch of green, around the finger to keep the aroma.
Now, think about it, doubtful, then how I would have so high want to write the passion and desire, almost three or four days will have a new work of labor and delivery. I just want to write, I want to write from the bottom of my heart! It feels like there are many, many things to write about. The people around me, the things I see and hear, as well as the messy moods and feelings, all endowed with the pen, prostrate in the plain paper. That also cares about the sweat, mosquito bites. The netizens play: high-yield writers.
Or because I am a person who does things without end, or mood, for no reason, lost the idea of writing. A lot of times, obviously, the heart already has a draft, but the delay does not want to pen, drag and drag, no end. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good deal on a new product.
Still, the bright moon at that time, the sky at that time. The time of passing through the small town seems to be very high, I always disdain, shadow-like flash, there is no trace. I'm not sure if it's a good idea, but I'm sure it's a good idea to look back and see what's going on. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the office.
Light, passed away; Chinese years, has been old. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to do it. One, two, three, four, five, it is too late to export, the road of life, vaguely, visible end. Woe! Sigh!
There is no one can tell me, where to go to pull out the culprit who plundered my time? Where to pick up those left behind in the old time memories?
People live in a state of mind. Have a good state of mind, more need to have a good mood to pave the way. Good mood? Good mood can indeed have, but, to determine the conditions of good mood is very little. Mediocrity, right? Perhaps. Think about yourself is supposed to be happy and happy enough. Just moved into a new home, one hundred and ten square feet, although the decoration is simple, but is simple and bright, pleasing to the eye. Healthy husband, after marriage and mother-in-law get along with the mother and daughter of the good girl, the young couple respect each other, son this year, although the list, but this small nagging, but not enough to affect my whole mood.
That day, a senile old man came to the store to buy lamps, hale and hearty, red-faced, not, the heart of admiration. The most shaking my soul is not his health and longevity, and he is optimistic and open-minded. He said, to biological point of view of life, his current age just belongs to the sun at noon. He called me a young man and said that I was the sun in the morning and that it was a good time to be alive. I was dumbfounded and slightly enlightened.
Life in the world does not mean seven eight nine, destined to have a lot of trouble. Life, we will always encounter some like or dislike of people and things, no matter how good or bad, encounter are destiny. Some people, destined to be a guest, such as sliding through the eyes of the scenery, no matter how to stay; some things, destined to be experienced, such as a shallow trace, no matter how painful.
Life, there are joys and sorrows, there are gains and losses, there are bitter and sad, but all of this is not all of life. And then the beautiful blossoms, and then the beautiful scenery, as well as having a light and simple mind. Smart people, know how to give and take, carry too much, will always bend the waist; the heart is too full, will be far away from happy happy. Have a plain and simple state of mind, is the spring flowers, traveling clouds and water. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The birth of the easy, live hard. Life all the way, wind a course of rain a course, bitter a pain a, changing scenery, glittering flow of time, to have to have a know how to appreciate the mood of the scenery. Time is running out, the years wasted, through the vicissitudes of life, the heart, still clarified transparent, where there is no scenery?
Life as a river, will not always be calm, there are occasional ripples, like the mood of disorientation. Learning to use the Buddha's heart Zen realization of life, inch Yin if the years, meditation view of the world, do the most real self, watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court, diffuse with the sky outside the cloud roll Shu, live out their own real wonderful.
You can't be good, but you absolutely have to be happy and happy yourself. Live for yourself, know how to live well, treat yourself well, remember never to please anyone, do not want to please anyone to change themselves; to understand that I belong to the world, the world will never belong to me, so be sure to work hard, be the most true and most beautiful and happy yourself.
In July, the onion green is dripping, in July, the lotus flower is colorful.
Do a bloom in July fresh and elegant and the world of the lotus, it is clear and fragrant, blue water to cleanse the heart, show yourself? Scorching lotus Rui, Pavilion out of the water ?
Do an open earthly secluded lotus, strong, unyielding, pure and beautiful, and the clear spirit? The color of the mud is not stained, Maundy and not demonic.