Seven Laws [OccasionalLy Obtained when the Great Cold Day of Xin Ugly" (Ping Shui Yun)
The west wind is old and rolls the branches, no matter how difficult it is for Xiao to harvest.
Ice and snow invaded Yuyu at will, and the great cold was sent to Qionglou.
Last year was the present, and now it is no longer the same.
In the middle of the night, the hearth chanted a short sentence, and a shadow of the lone lamp remained in vain.
The bucket turns to the stars, and the four seasons change. Winter goes to spring, and the years pass. Xiao Han has exhausted the great cold, and the twenty-four festivals are reunited. On the cold day of April 9, white snowflakes fluttered over Urumqi, ushering in the last of the twenty-four solar terms - the great cold.
The winter moon sinks into the night, and the windows are self-condensed. Standing in front of the south window, looking at the flying white elves, looking back at the spring, summer, autumn and winter that have passed, sighing that the cold winter twilight has arrived in an instant, remembering the ancient poems of the ancients, "The article is a mantle, the wind and snow cold window are handwritten", and can't help but recite a seven-law song sung with friends last night, in order to the year of the ugly ox that is about to die.
The great cold year has every year, not in the three nines in the four nines. The cold season of the Year of the Ugly Year is the coldest time of the year, which is the coldest time of the year. The so-called "big" of the great cold means cold, that is, the reverse pole of the cold, when the cold accumulates to the peak, it must be accompanied by the arrival of warmth. The extremes of things will be reversed, and the heavy yin will be yang. When winter comes and spring comes, the cold will be warm.
The cold season is very different from the north and the south, the plum blossoms in the south of the river have bloomed in spring, but the north is still frozen for thousands of miles, and the winter is leisurely and long compared to other seasons. In particular, in Urumqi, on the northwestern border, when the frost fell on the earth, thousands of trees hibernated with hundreds of insects, and the snow wrapped in the wilderness was cold and frozen, and the time was as long as half a year.
Urumqi, where the ugly little cold to the big cold, this winter has less frost and snow, and the waxing moon is tired of heavy fur. It seems that the temperature has risen compared with previous years, as if it has encountered a warm winter, and the recent days have been sunny, as if spring has come early. The sun's feet are sprinkled with light red, and the thin snow does not sell under the laurel branches. Vaguely and kindly relieved of the harsh winter, it has been a long day and a long night.
The Waxing Moon is the last month of the lunar calendar, and the Great Cold is the last of the twenty-four solar terms. As the last festival of the year at the turn of winter and spring, the great cold is contaminated with the joy of the end of the year, which is not only the poetic end of the cold winter, but also the endless expectation of the new year, and the beginning of a new round of festivals; both the cold of winter and the vitality of the new spring. Spring is still clear and full, only afraid of making people impatient to look.
Fei Hui was late in the year, and Gu Bu was in the spring. As the saying goes: "After the great cold, it is another year". After the great cold, the year is near, and the return and reunion are also near. The wandering wanderers also began to pack their bags and return to their hometown, "Floating clouds wanderers, sunsets and old feelings." "Nineteen twenty-nine does not shoot, three nine forty-nine walks on the ice, five-nine-six-nine looks at the willows along the river, seven-nine rivers open eight-nine geese come, nine-nine plus one-nine, and ploughing cattle walk everywhere." The wandering son who returned really wanted to listen to the old mother recite the book when he was a child, but that beautiful time was gone.
The years pass and the seasons change. Spring, summer, autumn and winter are like the four brothers of nature, each with a clear personality. Flowers bloom in spring, green grass in the summer solstice, ripe fruit in autumn, and grain in winter. In the cold and harsh season of mid-winter, the years of merit will be moved. With the arrival of the last festival of the lunar calendar, when standing is standing, when retreating, there is no ambiguity. There is no need to worry about the length of the future days, we should cherish every moment of life, work hard, harvest the grain of life with our hearts, clean the wind and dust of the four seasons with our hearts, calmly and openly welcome and dominate the coming year after year, and calmly and solidly shape the spring of one life after another.
Seeing that the tail of winter is getting shorter and shorter, the footsteps of the Spring Festival are getting closer and closer, and my age has increased by another year. No matter when, do what you like to do, no matter how cold the day is, the heart is also hot, no matter how old you are, the heart is also young. A good attitude to face reality, such as a friend sending a text message: the great cold festival, enjoy a cup of warm tea, enjoy a warm, happy is so simple; the big cold festival, read a message, show a smiley face, happiness is so simple. May you all be in great peace and well-being, cherish today, and say goodbye to the past. Listen to the wind and snow at dusk in the cold winter, and wait for the arrival of the new spring.
(2022.1.20.morning)