Velvet flowers

Youth is a colorful dream. When I wake up, I don’t want to believe it is a dream, but I still stick to the process of dream. A broad and neat Avenue extends forward accompanied by fluffy trees. For me, the road in the city is too complicated, just like a maze. Even if I go back and forth many times on this road, I often forget where the road is and the name of the road. On a summer morning, when the distant sky was just white, I got up early and began to walk leisurely along a road. There were few pedestrians on the road, and the lively birds didn’t sing either. The whole road seemed deserted. Two sanitation workers, who were six or seven years old in orange uniform, were busy all the time. They looked focused, like caressing their children gently, and the sound of sweeping the road was particularly loud. Facing the colorful city scenery, I have lost the passion, yearning and novelty of youth after a few years of confusion. The common reinforced concrete forest, the long queue of congested vehicles and the bustling crowd made me feel a little anxious and tired of living in the countryside for a long time. Only gardens, flowers and trees can comfort my soul. It is a great blessing in life to have the opportunity to wander in it and share a gift from nature from the full of green. Don’t complain that there is no opportunity, and don’t just rush about for work. In fact, opportunities are just around you. Or the aesthetician said delicately: life is not without beauty, but lacks beautiful eyes. Visual exhaustion often makes people turn a blind eye to the beauty everywhere in life. I was surprised to find that the Rong Hua trees on both sides of the road were the graceful scenery. They are arranged neatly like graceful girls, under the shower of the morning light, accompanied by the cool breeze and soft arms, waiting for the arrival of distinguished guests. I don’t know which poetic botanist contributed to it. He called the Rong Hua tree as well as the acacia tree. On the branches stretching to the road, there were slender leaves like feathers and green shade like umbrellas, this is clearly conveying joy to passers-by and sharing joy with them. Speaking of the happy tree, there is a sad story. According to legend, Yu Shun died in order to patrol the Xiangjiang River in the south of the world. His two concubines Ehuang and Nv Ying searched the Xiangjiang River all over, but finally they didn’t see him. The second concubine wailed all day long, washed her face with tears, died with tears of blood, and then turned into a fairy. Later, people found that their elves combined with Yu Shun’s elves and turned into a lily tree. The leaves of Acacia open and close in the morning and fall in love with each other. Since then, people often express their faithful love with happiness. But the most fascinating thing is nothing more than the clusters of pink and lovely Rong Hua which were born at the top of the acacia tree. In this passionate season, countless Rong Hua lifted up the mysterious veil, revealing his shy face, sending out the elegant fragrance, competing to bloom the angelic beauty. Against the background of green leaves, Rong Hua is chasing and playing with each other like flocks of colorful butterflies, dancing in the breeze and expressing deep love with each other. The acacia tree seemed to be moved by all these. It took the initiative to act as matchmaker under the moon and made a pair of couples created by nature. The high buildings along the roadside also seemed to have spirituality, admiring the velvet flowers and sending sincere blessings silently. The beautiful velvet flower has become a noble princess to be married in her daughter. On June, Yin and Yang face will change if you say it will change. The Sun with a smiling face just now hid quietly in the clouds. The weather suddenly became muggy. I couldn’t walk a few steps, and my body was already sweating. A gust of wind blew, and big drops of water fell from the air. Soon there was water on the ground, and my clothes were wet. I hurried home and walked halfway. The rain was getting heavier and heavier, so I had to hide under the roof of a shop by the roadside to take shelter from the rain. At this moment, I am still immersed in the world of Rong Hua. Ruthless wind and rain, why don’t you know how to cherish the beauty of this world? Lovely Rong Hua, have you been damaged by wind and rain? You are my rose, and you are my flower. The music of the mobile phone reminds me of a strange number from Guangdong. Just checked too much, chao er got 484 points in the college entrance examination this year, 41 points in the second grade. My cousin who worked in other places gave me good news. The journey was too far, and he couldn’t come back for a while, so he entrusted me to fill in the application for my nephew. It was really hard for my nephew to get such a result. Chao er was a left-behind child since childhood and was brought up by his grandparents. When he just entered high school, his entrance score was the last one in his class, after three years of hard work, being admitted to the second book also fulfilled his wish and his parents. While I am happy for my nephew, how envious of these young people! Although today’s college entrance examination is criticized by the world, there are also some people complaining that it is better to go to college than to work in the age of father-fighting, and you will lose your job after graduation, but is there a better and fairer way to select talents than the college entrance examination? Isn’t it the pursuit and happiness of life to realize dreams through the college entrance examination and change fate through the college entrance examination? For me, who never had the experience of college entrance examination, this kind of happiness can only be experienced from young people. The world is ours and yours, but ultimately yours. Some time ago, when I read the diary of my youth occasionally, I couldn’t help feeling a lot. In the dreamlike youth, deep love and friendship, youth agitation and confusion, joy and bitterness of struggle mingled together. Looking back, it seemed like the next day. I can’t imagine that youth has passed away. A colleague who is nearly sixty years old also has the same feeling. He once talked about me sadly. If he didn’t think about his age, he couldn’t accept that he was going to be a person of flower armor psychologically. The rain stopped. I went to the water on the ground that had not yet flowed away and couldn’t wait to return to that road. I am always thinking about what the Rong Hua will be like after the wind and rain. The Rong Hua tree stood quietly beside the road, and the leaves lowered their eyelids listlessly. Isn’t it sad for the velvet flowers on the ground that have been blown down by wind and rain? I carefully picked up a velvet flower from the ground, which looked like pompom. The velvet on the light green and tiny Corolla was as fine and smooth as spider silk, as if it had been carefully outlined by the unparalleled painting genius, the pink oil color is exquisitely and evenly smeared on the root velvet silk, and the whole flower is as beautiful and charming as Lotus in the water. Lying in my palm, it seemed to be full of melancholy, with endless sorrow and grievance. It was really unwilling to leave like this. I raised my head and looked back at the Rong Hua trees. The branches were still covered with Rong Hua soaked by rain. Beside the velvet flower, I don’t know when many narrow green pods hang down, Just like naughty children poking their heads out of the crack of the door, peeping at the surprise of the world. Looking carefully, although these velvet flowers are not as bright as before the rain, they are still bright and lovely. As long as the sun comes out, they will soon bloom as before. However, many flowers on the branches did wither and hang on the treetop so reluctantly. The once beautiful appearance has faded, pouring out the ruthlessness and indifference of nature to passers-by feebly. Lovely Rong Hua, why do you care about the withering of your body so much? Why are you struggling to hang on the branch and accept the bitter bullying? Any flower in nature will wither, which is the fate of flowers. As long as you have struggled and blossomed, you don’t need to be sad. Fragrance is not there, but there are still dreams. 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