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Wisteria Rose Waterfall
Wen | Zongpu
I couldn't help but stop.
I had never seen a vine in such full bloom, only a brilliant lilac, like a waterfall, hanging from the sky, not seeing its beginning, nor its end. It was just a deep and shallow purple, as if it were flowing, laughing, and growing non-stop. On the large purple banner, there was a little silver light, like a splash of water. When I looked closely, I realized that it was the lightest part of each purple flower, teasing each other with the sun.
Here the spring red has been thanked, there is no crowd of flowers, and there is no bee around the butterfly array. Some are the shining, blooming vines of this tree. The flowers are bunched one after the other, one after the other, pushing and squeezing each other, so lively and lively!
"I'm blossoming!" They're laughing. "I'm blossoming!" They shout.
Each spike is blooming above and to be placed below. The color was light and dark, as if the purple had settled down, in the youngest and smallest buds. Each blooming flower is like a small sail full of sails, with a pointed bottom cabin under the sail, and the cabin is bulging; It's like a smile that can't help but bloom. What kind of fairy dew jelly is it filled there? I leaned in and wanted to pick one.
But I didn't pick it. I don't have a habit of picking flowers. I just stood and stared, feeling that this wisteria waterfall was not only in front of my eyes, but also slowly flowing through my heart. It flowed, and it took away the doubts about life and death that had been pressing on my heart all along, about the pain of illness. I am immersed in the splendor of this dense flower, and everything else does not exist for the time being, but only spiritual tranquility and raw joy.
In addition to the brilliance, there is a faint fragrance, and the aroma seems to be light purple, and the dreaminess gently envelops me. Suddenly remembered that more than ten years ago, there was also a large wisteria rose outside the house, which climbed very high against a dead locust, but the flowers were never sparse, and the east and west were hung in the treetops, as if they were observing the color and trying something. Later, I simply didn't even have the sparse bunch of flowers.
The other wisteria rosettes in the garden were also dismantled and fruit trees were planted instead. At that time, the saying was that flowers had an inevitable relationship with the corruption of life. I thought regretfully: I can't see the vine flowers here anymore. After all these years. The vines and roses blossomed again, and they bloomed so much, so densely, so densely, so that the purple waterfall covered the thick branches of the dragon, and kept flowing, flowing, flowing to the bottom of people's hearts.
Flowers and people will encounter all kinds of misfortunes, but the long river of life is endless. I stroked the little purple flower cabin, which was full of the syrup of life, and it was full of sails, sailing on this river of glittering flowers. It is one of the thousand flowers, and it is from each one that the waterfall that makes up the splendid flow of the flowers.
In this light purple glow and light purple fragrance, I unconsciously accelerated my pace.
May 6, 1982
Originally published in Fujian Literature, No. 7, 1982
About the Author
Zong Pu, formerly known as Feng Zhongpu, was born in Tanghe County, Henan Province, and is a modern female writer. In 1946, he was admitted to the Department of Foreign Languages of Nankai University in Tianjin, and later transferred to the Department of Foreign Languages of Tsinghua University, where he served as the editor of Journal of Literature and Art, World Literature and other publications. In 1984, he was elected as a director of the Chinese Writers Association, and is now included in the 1986 International Who's Who and the Who's Who of International Famous Writers. His major works include "Dream on the String", "SanshengShi", "Selected Essays on Zong Pu Novels", "Lilac Knot", etc., and the fairy tale "The Story of the Total Fin Fish" won the first National Excellent Children's Literature Award of the China Writers Association. The four-volume novel Wild Gourd Introduction, composed of "Nandu Ji", "Dongzang Ji", "Xi Zheng Ji" and "Bei Gui Ji", is one of the most important works in Zong Pu's creative career
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