Meet the sea of flowers

Dawn woke me up early in the morning, and with the strong fragrance of osmanthus flowers, I went hiking in the peak forest.

When the No. 19 bus slowly approached Fenglin Square, the statue of Xu Xiake stood in front of him. My mood immediately jumped up, and I looked at him, and sure enough, there were hundreds of miles of peaks and forests. So, they walked toward the peak. Because the road from Fenglin Square to Wanfo Temple had been walked, it was decided to go to the opposite place, that is, the direction of Sansheng Bridge and Yulong.

The rich fragrance of osmanthus flowers slowly faded, and finally the smell disappeared into the air. Isn't there a osmanthus tree at this end of the mountain? I can't help but ask? But when I turned a corner to the other side of the mountain, I was stunned by what I saw. What came into my eyes was a sea of flowers, stretching for tens of miles. They are of all kinds, yellow, white, pink, and red. From a distance, they looked like dancing butterflies flying before my eyes, and they cheered and almost knocked me unconscious, as if to welcome me. This may be what the ancients called "random flowers gradually attract the eyes"! I shook my head, went to the toilet next to me, washed my face, and sat for a while before I woke up.

During my walk, I counted the names of various flowers along the way. The first is called cosmos, which represents first love, freshness, and cleanliness. Perhaps in order to attract tourists, it is also specially marked to have the effect of treating heart pressure, mild colds and so on. Nowadays, people are pursuing purpose, and there is less leisure. The second is the phoenix flower, if you only understand from the perspective of love, this should be the stage of pursuit of love! Because the phoenix flowers and grasses, in the breeze, the flowers and branches spread, as if attracting the other half. The last thing you see is the cockscomb flower, which is fiery red and should be a sign of love. The flowers here are so beautiful, aren't their types arranged exactly the three stages of love?

Walking along the pedestrian street, I also saw all kinds of people taking pictures, saw one after another "beeping mouth" and "scissor hand", and heard a middle-aged woman, grinning at the man who took the photo, said: "Shoot ugly, there is your good-looking." This may have already merged itself with the sea of flowers! When there is a problem with their appearance, they have to find the reason from the mobile phone and the photographer. In addition, I also heard a middle-aged uncle say: "These flowers, far away from the smell is fragrant, close to the close is smelly." This may illustrate something called "distance"! Distance sometimes really creates beauty.

After a while, dark clouds slowly hung over the sky. The sky was slowly darkening, and I knew it was a sign of rain. But I still couldn't bear to leave for a long time, and when I looked around and found that no one wanted to go into the sea of flowers to take a photo with the flowers. But at this moment, the ranger came and said, "You are not allowed to pick flowers." I responded in surprise, "Oh!" The sky was really not beautiful, and it began to rain heavily, and in a moment the rain became heavier. At this moment, I ran in the direction of the fish dragon, but my mind was still full of things in the sea of flowers. I was worried that if the rain was too big, it would knock down the flowers and crawl to the ground, was it because the flower god was jealous that these flowers were too beautiful, so he found the rain god to support him?

I hurried to the door of the Yulong Neighborhood Committee. Seeing that the rain was getting smaller, he walked forward at great speed; seeing that the rain was getting heavier, he quickly found an alley to hide. For a moment, the rain still did not mean to decrease. I did my own preparatory work in gym class in a small alley. I couldn't resist, so I was going to buy an umbrella at the shop next door. Then I found a scene that shocked me, an old man in his 60s practicing calligraphy, he was drawing like a stream of water on paper, and I stood for several minutes before stopping him. The first question is whether there are umbrellas for sale here? He replied, "No." So he asked: "What is the stele that you learned?" the old man replied very modestly: "No stele and no post." I guess not! Then he turned to me again and asked me where I came from? What are you doing here? I reported myself to my family and said that I was a student of the Teacher's College (short for the time when I was not promoted), and said that I had also practiced calligraphy.

The old man's eyes seemed to glow, and he was eager for me to write a few words to see. I couldn't put it off, so I wrote 8 words. Obviously, I felt strange and ashamed of being a student of Mr. Xiong (a calligrapher in the Xingyi area). But the old man still looked at me expectantly and gave me encouragement: "I still worked hard after class." I smiled helplessly. At this time, the old man's behavior surprised me even more, he took out an umbrella and handed it to me, saying: "When you have time to take it again, you can also take it without it." I thanked him and said I would send it. Afterwards he asked me for my name, and I asked for his name, "Mountain, Now Nian Cen."

Armed with an umbrella, I left, secretly determined in my heart. Next time I will take an umbrella to ask this old man for calligraphy, and the smoke and rain will envelop me on the walk, and I will disappear into the crowd in a while.