Gao Hongbo: Flower Realm

Text / Gao Hongbo

Daffodils bloom again.

The varieties of Marigold Silver Terrace, single petal, broad leaf, each daffodil has six flower arrows, Zhangzhou's famous products, the flowers are only as large as copper coins, but the aroma is thick into a basketball large ball, sniff, the incense ball seems to be thrown at your forehead, suddenly there is a feeling of dizziness.

It has been a history of narcissus farming for more than ten years.

This year's daffodils are particularly numerous and unusual.

First of all, Mr. Guo Feng, an old writer in Fujian, sent several pieces, and when I received the parcel from the post office, I was stunned, and I wondered why Guo Feng was so solemn? Later, when I thought about it, I understood that he was sending a feeling on behalf of Yuan Ping's brother.

Brother Peace is my leader in raising daffodils and tasting Kung Fu tea, and I met in the early 1980s. Since then, in the past ten years, every winter, you can get a few Zhangzhou daffodils, until the daffodil blooms, brew a cup of Anxi Tieguanyin, taste tea, watch flowers, tea fragrance into the abdomen, flowers into the lungs, there is a strange fragrance between the lungs, at this time, if the pen is written, no matter how rude the man, he can't help but Swen up.

Peaceful suffered from incurable oral cancer and died on November 6 last year, just forty-eight years old. I dropped everything I had at hand and hurried to Fujian to send off for peace. The season of peace walking is the day when Narcissus is listed, so while bidding farewell to Peace and Fuzhou, I brought back dozens of Zhangzhou daffodil heads, which represent a kind of affection of friends in Fuzhou, and when I landed at Beijing Airport from the clouds, I knew that this year's winter would be full of turquoise and fragrance.

December 2nd is my birthday, I planted the first batch of daffodils; December 6 is the day of the peaceful death of a month, I implanted all the daffodils, even some scattered small rhizomes were not wasted, find a thin wire to put on, coiled in the porcelain plate, I believe that these small rhizomes must have a lot of flower buds hidden, even if there is no flower, there are green leaves, the green leaves of daffodils in winter, itself is a kind of fat nutrition.

Now most of the daffodils stood silently on my windowsill, half-foot-high blades, occasionally with long arrows timidly protruding. From my desk, the drainage narcissus pulled up a green curtain, and I felt as if I were in the reeds of Baiyangdian. The green leaves transform into wonderful landscapes in winter, and in the moment of looking at them, you can hear the call of life unique to plants, vigorous and vibrant, reflecting a basin of clear water, a few stones, bringing you infinite reverie.

Perhaps daffodils, like people, have precocious and late maturing temperaments. The daffodils planted on the same day watched them grow white whiskers, green leaves, and tube-shaped flower arrows every day, but as I wrote this, only one pot of daffodils bloomed with eight small flowers, and these eight yellow and white flowers were delicate, bringing daffodil flower news, greetings from the Narcissus tribe, and at the same time bringing me a pleasant state of mind. When I was looking at the daffodils, I thought of Feng Mu and Yuan Heping, who had traveled far away. Mr. Feng Mu taught me the tricks of raising daffodils on the balcony, and my daffodils have since had a strong posture; Yuan Ping's life is like a daffodil, his fat and strong was once like a daffodil's head, his talent and wisdom are also like daffodils, his strength is introverted, fragrant and clear, and his early death gives people the feeling of being as fragile and delicate as a flower——— what is it? A reed that thinks. This is what a Western philosopher suddenly said, let me add one more sentence: man is a daffodil that can think, but also pass, not to mention that daffodils are more meaningful and charming than reeds.

Entering the flower realm, the daffodil realm, clearly also entering an old realm, people to middle age or old age, facing the withering of friends, seeing the flower wounds or from the colorful flower season associated with the fall of the British is a very normal mentality.

Brother Peace is Guo Fenglao's disciple, and I think that Mr. Guo Feng sent Narcissus, and there must be extremely heavy feelings and reasons.

Only the daffodils were ignorant and unconscious, and the tube spontaneously emitted greenery and extremely strong vitality. Narcissus and man, man and Narcissus, fate has a fate that cannot be discharged, and this is enough.