The sun sets, and I wandered around the botanical garden. The green in midsummer turns into a shallow yellow. maple leaves have not completely turned red. The half-red and half-green ones are also cute. Occasionally, there are a few dry leaves under my feet. They step on them and make a "click" sound~~ Such evenings, such moments, let me have a kind of spiritual communication through time and space, and can fully feel the beauty of the time and space transformation brought by the change of seasons~~ What attracts me the most is the residual lotus in this pool, "The autumn wind blows white waves, and the autumn rain blows the lotus." After Cold Dew , the autumn atmosphere became stronger in the morning and evening, and the lotus in the lotus pond had also fallen off, and the red and green faded away. Looking around, it was full of autumn.
The blooming of midsummer ushers in the fruitfulness of autumn, and the lotus in this pond reveals the infinite charm of autumn. She obviously does not have the skinny and bony texture of winter, nor does she have the lush greenness and vitality of summer, but she is so just right, neither thick nor light. With the uniqueness of this season of life, she shows the world her atmosphere with the world. Of course, it naturally became a place where Iowa people like us linger.
A pond of residual lotus and half-dried leaves convey the feeling of life and the pain of separation. Is the beauty of the remaining lotus tragic, arrogant, or anger? In fact, it is not the case. It is still the concern that the remaining lotus still cares when listening quietly to the sound of the wind and rain. The slightly withered branches and twigs and floating leaves have washed away the noisy colors of the season in the clear and faint pond, and have wiped out the regret of the lost life and the attachment to the vigorous vitality. It is also a desire for a new future. Although it is depressed and lonely, it is quiet and beautiful. With its unique life image of this season, Canhe interprets time, history and hope to people and the world, and is full of Zen that is endless and quietly waiting to go.
"Although chemical engineering is shallow, it still folds small lotus pods." One by one, mature lotus pods are hidden under the lotus leaves, and under the illumination of autumn and sunset, it further shows the time and space charm of summer and autumn changing.
The lotus flowers dissipate and exchange for lotus pods is the joy of maturity in the year, and the different prosperity revealed by the dew fading.
For some reason, when you see the residual lotus, you can't help but think of the sentence "Li Shangyin's "Leave the residual lotus and listen to the sound of rain", leaving the withered lotus leaves all over the ground, and the sound of the bleak rain in the middle of the night. The sentence "A night of green lotus frost is cut, and the autumn rain cannot be turned into pearls" will be deeply touched. I have inexplicably thought of Lu Xun's " tragedy destroys valuable things in life for people" ("" on the fall of Leifeng Pagoda ") and the famous line "most good things are not firm, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse and brittle" ("Jianjian Yin"), as well as famous lines about the residual lotus, such as "Lotus fragrance is extinguished and green leaves are lost" ("Still break the Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in " ("Stack of Huanxisha") in tandem with a beautiful poem that can arouse the readers' ideological or emotional resonance, travel through time and space, spanning thousands of years, and still remain in their ears and continue.
Autumn is already thick, and the lotus is still in decline. The lotus leaves cover the pond, and the lotus pods are raised above the lotus pond. At this time, the water, lotus, pavilion and bridge have already been integrated into one, forming a natural ink painting. It is truly a pond of autumn full of lotus, and the autumn atmosphere is getting stronger and more intoxicating!
Author: Zhou Yun
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