At this moment, I must be happy about the wild chrysanthemum that I have been thinking about for a long time.
This is a remote corner of the yard. Among the green grass, there is a golden wild chrysanthemum growing. On weekdays, this place is deserted. Only when the autumn colors get darker and the surrounding flowers and plants gradually fade, do the golden wild chrysanthemums emerge and enter people's field of vision.
And here is a perfect place for me to take a walk and rest.
I am a person who likes peace, and this corner just matches my preference. In spring, I listen to the spring rain here to moisten things, and watch the grass grow and orioles fly. In the evening of midsummer, this is a paradise for crickets crickets.
However, the most beautiful thing is autumn. In the golden autumn, wild chrysanthemums as big as fingernails gradually bloom. There were a few stars at first, and within a few days, they turned into a golden color. And the refreshing fragrance, with a hint of sweetness, makes people feel refreshed and energetic.
At this time, I will also remember Li Shangyin 's "Wild Chrysanthemum": Beside the southern pepper dock in the bitter bamboo garden, the faint fragrance slowly trickles down with tears. I have been saddened by the cold wild goose, and my heart is still with the dusk cicada . The fine road comes alone on this night, and the noble companions save other years. Where the flowers are moved in Ziyun New Garden, they are planted close to the imperial banquet without taking the frost. Li Shangyin was born in the late Tang Dynasty. He was born at the wrong time and had a bad fate, but he was unwilling to be lonely. He used chrysanthemums to express himself and express his feelings. I guess he also had a special liking for wild chrysanthemums!
"The flowers are not blooming, but the flowers are blooming, and the fun of independence is not exhausted." Although it is far from the ancient people's ambition to chant chrysanthemums, they still have a different perception of wild chrysanthemums. These inconspicuous flowers growing in the corner are completely different from the gentlemen among flowers . They are not included in elegant halls and are not supported by people. However, that innate character is even worse. Without the care of a greenhouse, without fertilization and irrigation, they take root and sprout in the open air, and bloom proudly in the face of wind and frost. They are lonely and lonely all their lives, but they still smile at life, and their fragrance becomes more and more fragrant after going through vicissitudes of life. Isn’t this what we admire and admire?
Autumn rain is lingering, and there are many thoughts. Although I haven't met the wild chrysanthemum yet, I can still smell the fragrance of the flower. When the epidemic subsides, I will be happy to go there, reminisce about the past, and pray for peace in the world!
