Autumn is not just the season of ripening, harvesting and indifference. You see, in the garden, there are kidney beans, cucumbers, eggplants, etc. flowers in bloom; the pods, moon flowers, cockscomb flowers, sweet potato flowers, rape flowers blooming on both sides of the village streets... The lotus flowers blooming in the pond; the lofty mountains, the forks in the ditches, the idle land, the wild berries and mountain chrysanthemums that bloom everywhere... It is no exaggeration to say that, like spring and summer, autumn is also the season of a hundred flowers blooming.
If the flowers bloom, the butterflies come. You see, where there are flowers, there are flocks dancing against the butterflies; they make their own gestures, and they stir up their souls... It is no exaggeration to say that, like spring and summer, autumn is also the season when butterflies shine.
Hanging into the hoe, the day is past noon, I am alone on the street under the old willows, next to the flowers to cool. Maybe it was the sweltering hypnosis, or maybe it was the intoxication of the floral fragrance, and I fell asleep unconsciously leaning against the old willow. When I woke up and opened my eyes, I was surprised to find two butterflies on my arms. That pattern, that pattern, it's so clear! I could not bear to disturb its unguarded love, and with a half-idle squint, I continued to secretly admire, its unsentimental show off, its pink and color... After a few minutes, the pair of butterflies seemed to feel my awakening, and flew up in my excitement and rapid breathing, and the posture of dancing like a beautiful woman, toward the sun, gradually soaring into the distance...
Leisurely, I walked among the mountains and mountains. As I strolled into the mountain stream, in the shade of the verdant trees, by the rushing stream, I listened excitedly to the warm whistles of the birds, and the golden cicadas played music enthusiastically... Suddenly, I found two large butterflies flying down from the flowers and grasses not far away. I "cat quietly" approached. Oh, blue! I quickly pounced, clasped my hands together, and caught a straight face. One hand squeezes one wing. The two of them first "pounced" vigorously, and a few small legs stomped wildly, as if they were angrily resisting. However, after only a while, perhaps realizing that he was doing useless work, he stopped and obediently lay on my thumb, and his small legs and feet seemed to be gently tickling me... Only then did I look closely. Yikes! The butterfly is very beautiful: the blue wings have rainbow-like dense scales, flashing different colors as the light changes... Because it was so beautiful, or because I felt pity, I couldn't help but let go of my fingers. But seeing this pair of blue butterflies, two-way deep in the dense forest, facing the distant mountains, freely disappearing from my sight...
On the middle of the Yuan Festival, I went to the graveyard of the ancestors to sacrifice. As soon as I stepped into the fragrant flowers of the cemetery, suddenly, a group of pairs of colorful butterflies rose up, under the reflection of the bright sun, in the background of the flowers and plants, the dancing posture was beautiful, the colorful wings were beautiful, and the deep concentration made me dazzled and beautiful! I suddenly thought, Xu is the ancestors of the virtue of the benefits, with such a beautiful angel to accompany, should not be lonely...
There are unpredictable storms in the sky, and people have bad luck and bad luck. One rainy night, the autumn rain was pouring down. After dinner, I fell asleep hastily. When I woke up, it was already the sunrise of the clouds, and the wind was refreshing. However, I "yawned" continuously, tears and snot flowed, and I was so uncomfortable that I had a headache and fainted... It turned out that at night, I forgot to close the window and got cold! Groggy, confused, unconscious, I fell on the pillow again...
At some point, in the haze, I heard a sharp knock at the door. It turned out that the eldest lady of the West Courtyard came to see me in the morning, saw that I was not awake, and my cheeks and forehead were burning red and hot, and she realized that I had a serious cold. Turning to the village medical point, I invited aunt Lin, the "barefoot doctor". Aunt Lin was nearly sixty years old, but her legs and feet flashed in briskly, opened the medicine box sharply, took out the stethoscope and sphygmomanometer, and measured, my blood pressure was high, which made her stunned! She hurriedly gave me an injection, prescribed cold medicine, smiled confidently and said: "Big nephew, don't get in the way, the fever will recede as soon as it happens!" I smiled respectfully and nodded. Suddenly, I noticed that she was wearing a silk shirt with a big bow on her chest, and a lifelike butterfly pin on her long hair behind her head! The moment she left the house, my mind and eyes lit up: Oh, how she is like a big colorful butterfly!
After Dr. Lin left, I talked to the Lady of the West Courtyard about her. The eldest lady told me: Dr. Lin is an old barefoot doctor in the village for many years. She is experienced and skilled. But her medical ethics are higher. Her good character and kindness to others are also the one in the village, and she is famous far and wide. No matter which village has patients, she is on call and never takes the handle; for the difficult households, the "five guarantee households", she often treats for free... Her medical ethics are topping out, her reputation is "one branch top", and her advanced deeds are widely praised! Over the years, she has been rated as an advanced and exemplary model of the town and district health front...
The butterflies that are in love and dancing in the autumn flowers make me see their selfless dedication to pollination of the flowers and the fruits after the flowers; see them chasing incense and pursuing beauty, and focusing on the splendid beauty; seeing them so close to people, understanding people, breathing with mankind and sharing destiny, such a noble and great sentiment, how can I not admire, sigh and praise!
Walking through the fragrance of autumn flowers, dancing with butterflies, and dancing with butterflies, I deeply feel that butterflies are the most holy spirit elves in this world and in this natural world! Their every move, dance, smile and glance are clearly the soul of autumn, the spirit of the mountain, the spirit of the river, the spirit of the flower... It is clear that it is the spirit of man and the soul of nature!
Who says butterflies don't have autumn and no harvest?
If you are fragrant and butterflies come from you, if you are beautiful, butterflies and butterflies!
I dreamed that I had become a gorgeous flower; I dreamed that I had become a colorful butterfly. In the free kingdom of nature, open up and dance...
Butterfly Chant (Outer Three Songs)
(69th)
The sky is high and the clouds are light and the wind is refreshing,
The flowers are particularly fragrant.
Butterfly dance swarms sweet honey,
The autumn light is brilliant and joyful.
(70) (II)
Idyllic turquoise cauliflower,
Romantic butterflies are willing to be busy.
Take a nap and build a dream together,
The original intention does not forget the fragrance of life.
(71st) (III)
Like a lotus blossom and a white cloud falling,
Holding hands lotus flowers are red in the sun.
Hospitality Butterflies arrive from afar,
Accompanied by day and night.
(72nd) (IV)
Old Sorcerer's Mountain Stream Green Grass Cow,
The treetops chirp to the whistlebirds.
Fragrant and beautiful flowers fairy smile,
Only butterflies show the wind.