People have a thousand faces, and flowers contain hundreds of kinds. The four seasons bloom, and none of them are the same. Yu's beloved Chrysanthemum, Gai Yinhan gentleman's righteousness, through the wind and rain, dressed up as maple red. Waiting for Lingxiao to end the curtain, the morning glory withered. But the chrysanthemums burn and embrace the incense, spreading all over the autumn color pieces, containing green mountains.
Xi Tao submerged in poetry, collecting the eastern fence; Zhong Hui composed lyrics, praising his western roots. Boudoir Collection, Celebrity Allusions; Runmo Lyrical, Stacked Yong JuRong. All cherish the five beauty, the fragrance is long, the only pity is cold, and the silk is like a flying dragon. Towards the chrysanthemum, the color is proud of the morning frost; the twilight chrysanthemum, the word is to step back to Hong. Afternoon chrysanthemum, layered reflection of the autumn sun; night appreciation of chrysanthemum, Huazhang is hazy.
Born in the world, or bright or obscure, Ming is like a cloud of good luck, Smiling and smiling, obscure is like a dead leaf falling, eyebrows lock sad. Dwelling in a vast mansion and being able to overthrow one's heart, being in a dark room and increasing one's ambition, all thoughts as a flash, heaven and earth overturning into one thought, this Mahayana wisdom also! The vast wilderness can vibrate the wings of the delicate and soft; the chaotic realm can clear the original intention of the flashy.
Golden buds, lush, big as a rock, small as a cup. The sky is high and the clouds are light and romantic, the chrysanthemums are soaked with frost and the thoughts are far away; cold and warm are impermanent in day and night, and the wine and meat are in autumn and winter. The head of The Chrysanthemum Autumn, the high quality of purity, the sweetness of taste and harmony, the jade of warmth, the Zen of meditation, not for the heavens, not for the earth, only for the Yi people, Haoyue when empty!
Just autumn to winter, the cold tide sneaks in, and it is at the moment of the low valley, waiting for spring. But pray for the prosperity of the homeland, Father Corning. We look at the chrysanthemum to appreciate the chrysanthemum, feel its true meaning, in order to depict its three autumn sails, and the reverie Yu Xiu Zhong Lingye!