The spring breeze blows, everything recovers, and some plants with tenacious vitality have already broken through the warm and cold weather, and they have burrowed out of the ground without hesitation to thrive, and they have also blossomed beautiful flowers, very beautiful.
Every spring, in the thin mountains, roadsides, ravines, streams and rivers, growing a wild vegetable, very inconspicuous, in the slightly drunk spring wind, the thin stems, standing up purple petals, into people's eyes, she is the delicate and feminine "jin" (commonly known as the hometown).
She carries small purple flowers, emitting a faint purple color, she belongs to the orchid family, but it is thousands of miles away from orchids. Like The grass, she has the spirit of "wildfires burn endlessly, and the spring wind blows and grows again", and is one of the messengers of spring.
When I was a child, when I came home from school, the first thing I did was to pick up the basket and run to the field with my friends happily, to dig up bitter vegetables, cut pig grass, and my friends scrambled to grab the fresh, fat, lush bitter vegetables and other wild vegetables, dismissive of the "viola family", I was always careful in the back, picking her one after another and putting them in the basket, those still bright purple flowers, like angelic faces, chuchu moving. When my friends saw that I had dug up a basket full of purple flower tin with an earthy smell, they all laughed at me and said, "What kind of dish are you digging?" "They don't understand me, maybe I have a soft spot for this purple!" She could eat, she could make vegetable nests, she could also make porridge, she didn't have the bitter taste of bitter vegetables, she didn't have the strange smell of other wild vegetables, and on that poor day, she tasted this sweet and slippery wild vegetable, and the long spring had a sweet taste. I loved the purple flowers, and it was the purple flowers that accompanied me through that young and ignorant, monotonous and innocent childhood.
The gentle spring breeze blows, in my cherry orchard, grow a lot of such "viola trees", she is different from the "viola trees" that grow in the field, she grows in the cherry orchard, the land is fertile, the water is sufficient, the leaves of the growth are fat, dark green, purple flowers, in the spring is particularly conspicuous, really beautiful, walking in the garden must be careful under the feet, afraid of stepping on her, let her "spring" flowers and apricot blossoms, cherry blossoms, etc. together for the spring to relax and slowly roll, bloom out of the spring of thousands of purples, thousands of red, Let these flowers bloom in the cherry orchard.
Although this "viola" plant has been with me for so many years, I have not seriously studied her, examined her scientific name and use, I admire her, she exists, I do not appreciate her, she still exists, just faintly around me, faintly gone. Until one day, the daughter who loves flowers saw such a beautiful little purple flower in the cherry orchard, so she found a shovel, dug up a few plants and planted them in the pot, after a period of cultivation, there were constantly small purple flowers opening, and a faint romantic atmosphere was added to the living room. My daughter asked me, what is her scientific name? I was very embarrassed, I actually did not know so deeply about her, I couldn't answer so naturally, my daughter searched the Internet, and only then did I know that her name was Purple Flower Diding, and there was a nickname called "Purple Viola", which made people sound good and cultured, and good to have a sense of art. It is a perennial herb with no aerial stems and a plant 4–14 cm tall. It can be used in medicine, and has the effects of clearing heat, detoxifying, cooling blood and reducing swelling, eliminating carbuncles and loosening knots. Using her to build a lawn landscaping environment is also a good ground cover plant.
Purple flower diding, a very common plant in the northern fields, so plain and small, low, tightly clinging to the embrace of Mother Earth, not noticed "diding", but she rooted her roots deep in the soil layer, struggling to stubbornly live in a corner, no one can stop her growth, no matter how you look down on my "ding", but also without regret with the dreamlike purple to decorate the spring.
I like purple flowers, blooming around, opening in the heart, opening in dreams, fantasizing about the good luck brought by the purple qi.
Made on March 18, 2020
About author:Zhai Suoxiang, male, Han ethnicity, born in April 1963 in Nanxiacheng Village, Taihe Town, Zichuan, a member of the Communist Party of China, college education. He is currently a staff member of the Zichuan District Tobacco Monopoly Bureau. Since 2015, he has published more than 80 articles in newspapers and magazines, and compiled and published a personal literature collection "The Past of Mountain Township".
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