Flowers

On the rockery covered with creeper, a blooming rose grew unexpectedly. In this spring season, it inevitably makes people shine at the moment and even have some surprises. On the rockery behind the house, Creeper is growing crazily, almost covering the rockery walls. Looking around, the green waves are rippling, and the drunkenness is strong. Some time ago, when I was appreciating this refreshing green, I was surprised to find that a pink flower was hidden in the green leaves of Na Cui. The flower is similar to the Chinese rose flower, so I guessed its name accordingly. The branches of flowers have long been surrounded by Creeper and disappeared. That flower is so lonely and open, which seems too small in a large green leaf and is not easy to be perceived. If I hadn’t admired that delicate green leaf, and my eyes were always wandering on the rockery, surely I wouldn’t have this great discovery. As the saying goes: red flowers still need green leaves to help. Only against the green leaves can red flowers show their nobility and beauty. Only with the embellishment of red flowers can the green leaves shed its soft beauty and charm. However, the green in front of us was too strong and unobtrusive, which almost submerged the existence of red flowers. On the contrary, there was no charm of red flowers and green leaves reflecting each other. In my spare time, I often stand on the balcony, overlooking the glowing green and looking for the enduring red. Unconsciously, I felt pity and reverence for flowers. The flowers bloom hard and tenacious. The rockery was originally a Shale Hill. In order to save the trouble of opening the mountain and splitting the land, the developer poured a thick layer of cement slurry on the surface, which was called rockery. Rockery is hard and barren. Developers planted trees on the hillside and creeper on the mountain wall. I don’t know whether this Rose was planted by the worker’s master unintentionally or intentionally. Now there is no significance of research. Anyway, it has taken root and sprouted there and blossomed. To grow on the mountain wall, first you have to put the root into the hard land under your feet, then you have to compete with the vigorous creeper for nourishment and moisture, and finally you can bloom the flowers of life, although the flower seems insignificant in the dense leaves. Flowering is the instinct of green flowering plants. In the blooming season, these plants seem to have excessive hormones, which are so charming and charming. They are fully displaying the beauty of life and sublimating the meaning of existence. The flowering of this rose may be much simpler. It may only be conveying the message of life to the outside world, but in any case, it survived and blossomed in such a harsh environment, this itself is a gratifying thing. The flower was a little thin and weak, like a child standing on tiptoe, watching the outside world above the leaves, dancing against the wind sometimes and laughing at the sun sometimes. I used to lie on the balcony in order to overlook the dazzling green. Now, I am looking up at the flower that inspires people to forge ahead. I blamed myself for not watering and fertilizing it, but praying for it silently in my heart. The flower seems to be through humanity, and it is always flowery there. When the weather is sunny, the petals curl up a little haggard; When it rains, the eyebrows are tender and plump; When it is late at night, the flowers fall asleep with the breeze; When it is dawn, the flowers spread incense with birds. A few days later, the flower began to wither and finally thanked. I felt a little pity. Flowering and fading are the everlasting truth in nature, but I think the tenacious flowering period of this Chinese Rose should be longer. When there are no flowers, I always feel there is something missing in my heart. Therefore, I often went to the balcony and stared at the place where flowers once bloomed. These days, I found that the colorful butterfly seemed to become sentimental, and I had to linger in the flower-thanked place every day, dancing for a while and staying at the tip of the leaf for a while, it took a long time to fly to other places. Until yesterday, I was surprised to find that there was a small red flower, which just bloomed from the flower bud, as pink as a newborn baby. Looking at the balcony, the flower seemed to be close to my eyes at a distance of seven or eight meters. For that flower, I have no previous expectation, because it has already blossomed in my heart. Praise in 2015.4.23 (prose editor: indifferent) the snow in spring

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