It has passed the age of sixty, and the memory is like a wild horse that has lost its reins, going downhill uncontrollably. Forget your friend's phone number, forget the insurance premium your child has to pay at noon. If you are not familiar with the road, I am afraid you will be lost in the cement jungle. When I go to the homes of relatives and friends, I often stand in a community with high walls and don't know where to go.
Time just runs wildly, leaving us physically and mentally exhausted behind, and we seem to be powerless except to sigh. But sometimes, it is that moment of light and shadow that disappears, but it is enough to make the trees regain shade and let the flowers return to their delicateness, and then we find that those memories rooted in life will grow in the infiltration of time.
On Spring Sunday (April 10, 2022), a nearly 50-year-old white lilac tree grows in the courtyard of Ergou's hometown, and the white lilac tree flowers bloom around April 10 every year, and the aroma is intoxicating.
The white lilac tree in the courtyard of her hometown had thick branches and a dense canopy, and what was surprising was that there was such a small courtyard under her feet that could no longer be porcelain, which was a place for her to settle down, but she was full of leaves and flowers every year, and the cycle began again and again, never stopping.
In the courtyard of Ergou Old Home in Pingliang Kundong District, there is a white lilac tree that has grown for nearly 50 years.
Praise white lilac - Guo Lanfang
White lilacs like clouds like fog
Noble and elegant spit fragrance
Do not compete with peach plum color
Fragrance only for the spring light
Guo Lanfang Profile; (1949-), a native of Kuntong District, Pingliang City, Gansu Province, is a member of the Gansu Poetry Research Association, a member of the Pingliang Writers Association, the vice president and secretary general of the Kun Gong Poetry Society, the editorial board member of the Kun Gong Studies Research Association, the executive director of the Pingliang Women Calligraphy and Painting Association, the vice chairman of the Pingliang Elderly Calligraphy and Painting Association, the academician of the Longdong Calligraphy and Painting Research Institute, and the academician of the Kun Gong Chinese Painting Academy.
A refreshing fragrance, walking into the old mansion, as soon as you smell it, you know that it is the warmth of the white lilac blossoms. The road back to the uphill slope of my hometown is not far from the gate to smell the fragrance of white lilacs, and when I enter the courtyard, I see a white lilac tree that has grown for more than 40 years, stubbornly standing on the wall of the courtyard either straight or obliquely.
Slowly stepping forward, the smell of Qin incense goes straight into the nostrils, making people feel the lilac flowers blooming in the third month of the lunar calendar. The warm sun of early spring, shining early in our old mansion, the lonely white lilac, after many winter torments, every year in the lunar calendar march finally awakened, it was impatient to bloom out of the buds, so that the clear leaves have not yet been revealed, and they are impatient to send the fragrance to the spring, this epidemic has not completely faded the special spring.
Every year, after the peach and apricot blossoms are finished, the lilacs bloom again, and the family returns to the old house to live. Although the new crown pneumonia period has not yet been lifted, the epidemic has lost its initial prestige, and people can still walk in the countryside wearing masks. Whenever I walk in front of the white lilac tree, I don't look up, I don't stop to stay nostalgic, I don't all sigh in admiration; what's more, I take out my mobile phone, take a picture of a tree of flowers, and leave a spring shadow for myself in front of the lilac tree at the same time.
There is no winter that is insurmountable, there is no spring that does not come, and there is not a single white lilac tree that blooms like a brocade. I wrote it for your curved trunk, and the family came to your green and round young leaves, and even more to your bouquet of flowers; in fact, it was not just a bunch of flowers, clusters, and pieces of flowers, but also an irresistible fragrance from the buds, flowers, and flowers.
A refreshing fragrance allowed us to find spring in the old mansion; with the walk in the courtyard, the fragrance of flowers "sent" my peaceful heart back to an unforgettable childhood. When I was a child, I grew up in the countryside, and from time to time I accepted the will of my parents, pushing mills, doing farm work, carrying water, cutting grass and feeding cattle at home, and once I rested, I could see the white lilac tree in the courtyard.
At first, I did not know that the stem of the white lilac tree was strong, but now I saw that the thick trunk of the bowl mouth was not straight, and many branches of the tree emerged from the roots, the trunk texture was clear, most of them were twisted to the right, and the tree was a branch that grew like a canal, dotted with the body of the tree, standing in the courtyard in obscurity, from planting to now It is forty-five years old. In the spring, a tree blossoms, the white flowers form an umbrella alone, assemble into spikes, and become spherical, and the flowers bloom white, and finally go away with the spring wind; the falling flowers are not heartless, they turn into spring mud and protect the flowers, and the next spring they are flowers and trees.
Now under the lilac tree, the free floral fragrance is sucked, the pain of labor is relieved, the poetic labor is enjoyed, and the amiable family brings delicious tea and drinks it with the fragrance of flowers, which is beautiful. Sometimes, when resting from work, I also showed my skills, climbed the canopy, folded the clove branches with flowers, took it in the room, inserted it into the bottle, put it on the windowsill, admired myself for more than ten days, and made the whole house full of lilacs; sometimes, when I had a dream, the "Lilac Goddess" unconsciously walked into my dream, just like the "Roselle Goddess", the white flowers felt that spring was beautiful, and the white lilacs were amiable. Yes, under the lilac tree of childhood, labor is beautiful, old man is beautiful, lilac is beautiful, everything is beautiful.
But time has passed, childhood has gone far, parents have gone, brothers and sisters are working and living in the distance, poverty is also gone, this memory of the white lilac tree tenaciously grows, but also witness the change of the times, white lilac fragrance will remain in our memory of the mind forever.
A refreshing fragrance, far away from the look of the mother, close to see the feminine and colorful, white lilac that does not abandon the tenacity, is really intriguing. It is understood that white lilac is a deciduous shrub, like light, like warmth, like wet, no wonder in the courtyard, the sun can enjoy the warmth for the first time, you can spring warm flowers.
Now with the rapid development of urban and rural construction in The Kuntong District of Pingliang City, there are more and more green tree species, and there are more and more urban parks, especially Nanshan Park, Liuhu Park, Pagoda Park, etc. There are lilac trees, but most of them are lilac white lilac trees.
As long as the lilac blossoms, they can keep people's footsteps forward and love life. Because the lilacs bloom, spring has reached the middle and late March of the lunar calendar, the epidemic in China will be gone, and the world will be warmed under the care of China.
(Original: Zhang Yaozhong)