If I can, please allow me to plant a ten-mile peach forest on that sunny hillside. Wash away the floating prosperity, not disturbed by the world, the days are simple and pure, comfortable and leisurely, and all the mountains and rivers are clear and quiet in the years. Every year in March, the spring breeze blows through the flowers, gentle and gentle, and the pulse is affectionate, which always reminds me of you.
When I think of you, I will tread all over the mountains and mountains and look for you with smoke and dust. The peach blossoms bloom and wither again.
Remembering Wang Sun that spring
Eyebrows are raised at the beginning of the hair
A Cui Hu
I am also a pedestrian again, and I have forgotten that I have passed through this gate. Last year I saw the acacia in the body, that spring, except for the blossoming of flowers is not true.
Two Peach Blossom Girl
When the flowers fall, the time is not the king, and the empty branches are empty and lean on the door. There were faint marks between the empty eyebrows, and that spring, I remembered the nu family word Aju.
Three peach blossoms
Waiting for the idle smoke and rain to send dusk, who is the old owner of feihong? Also as melodious and strange dust, that spring, I was wrong with the spring wind.
The world knows Cui Huo's "peach blossoms still laughing in the spring breeze", and the above song is written in this story.
Old faces, new peach blossoms, the same crimson and brilliant clouds, unfortunately, missing is a lifetime. The peach blossoms are still gone, and they are obsessed with the spring breeze. Was the peach blossoms, faces and love affairs of that spring really illusory? Maybe it's true that only the flowers bloom every year?
I wanted to go to Tibet to see the Nyingchi peach blossoms, and from the day I knew it, I kept imagining her grandeur, which should be red and pink to cover the sun, moon, and stars, and soar into the sky. Repeatedly ask friends who do travel, how many months to go to the best? The answer is confusing. Some people say that the plateau climate is late, and it is best to go to Nyingchi in June and July to see peach blossoms. Some people say that now that there are new varieties, a lot of them will open in March and April.
Thinking that you should be able to see it from spring to summer, I paid the tour fee, went to the leader to sign the annual leave, and was scolded a dog bloody head: Wait until the epidemic is over, after the National Day! My friend comforted me that when there were no peach blossoms, I could see Namtso Lake, and the two did not open at the same time.
But I still want to see the peach blossoms of Linzhi, just like a girl looking forward to an incomparably magnificent and grand love.
When it comes to peach blossoms, it always reminds people of the most beautiful love in classical Chinese poetry. Why? Because she is simple and warm, and the demon is natural, or because it blooms in the warmest and most emotional season? How do you send affection? Giving you a peach blossom is the most suitable!
The Tang Dynasty poet Cui Hu's poem can be regarded as the ultimate and pinnacle of peach blossom love:
《Title Capital City Nanzhuang》
Last year, in this door, the faces of people were peach blossoms. People don't know where to go, and peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Ask the world, is there a woman named Peach Blossom who meets and knows you and rubs shoulders, withers until she is old and dead, without complaint or regret, as in the movie "East Evil and West Poison"? The red face and thin life, the peach blossoms flowing water, but it is just a human tragedy that stages one after another of the crazy women and negative hearts. The Cui Hu here is different, revisiting the old place, sighing is human, and the amorous should laugh at me.
Regarding this poem, there are many derivative stories to continue in later generations, such as the death of the peach blossom girl, the crying of Cui Fu's corpse to wake up the old people, the lovers who eventually become dependents, etc. This is the poetry's deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is also people's wishes for beautiful love.
Friendship is priceless. Knowing that I love flowers, when the spring is melting, friends meet together to go to Eling Niutou Mountain to see peach blossoms, saying that there is a peach forest on both sides of the 318 National Highway, and the flowers bloom just right.
The sky is clear and cloudless. In the loess ridge, on the vigorous branches of the peach tree, the peach blossoms are opening vigorously and vigorously, breaking the calyx, spitting out the red and yellow buds, and the sun is warm and noisy, chattering, not at all peaceful and peaceful.
The wenyou Zhuzhu of the same companion, the text is shallow and light, very beautiful, very polite and polite to our "predecessors", but I know the pride in her bones. When he returned, he folded two peach blossoms and said that he would keep them in the vase in front of the bed, hoping that the peach blossoms would bring good luck.
People say "three lives three lives, ten miles of peach blossoms", do not dare to expect to fall in love with whom to love three lives and three lives, too sadistic, but please someone in this life to allow me ten miles of peach blossoms, return my love in a lifetime is enough! If not, will you return to the countryside one day, buy half of the hillside, plant ten miles of peach blossoms, and make it yourself?
About author:Wang Lu, a native of Nanling, Anhui, is a member of the China Financial Writers Association, mainly composing essays and poems, and his works can be found in the magazine "Financial Literature Circle", "Financial Writers Association", "Shandong Financial Literature" public number and "Qilu Evening News One Point Number".
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