Rousseau once said: The person who lives the most meaningful life is not the oldest person, but the person who feels the most about life.
Life may be three meals and four seasons,
Life may be the stars that you inadvertently look up and see,
Life may be the light on the dark road...
For everyone, life looks like it. Life is never easy, and even if you live in a pleasant and smooth situation, you will encounter difficulties that you have to overcome.
In ordinary life, the person who can observe the beauty with his heart and eyes should be Wang Zengqi. His essay "The Garden", originally written at the age of 25, reflects an appreciation for life. Pepper Gun is a veteran illustrator, combined with Wang Zengqi's prose, allowing us to see a picture book of "Garden" with beautiful text and pictures.
Wang Zengqi is a talented writer, known as "lyrical humanitarian" and "China's next scholar", he has high artistic achievements in novels, dramas, literary theories and other creations, and prose is even more unique.
This "Garden" is not amazing at first reading, but the more you read it, you can also experience the joy of life from a meal.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="8" > every flower and grass is a scene</h1>
This "Garden" will have different scenery at different times, and for Wang Zengqi, there will also be different fun.
The spring cold is steep, and the garden that has just experienced the cold winter is definitely a gray, but the primroses are coming, and the yellow flower buds begin to decorate the garden, so that the garden also has a bright color.
In this garden, there are weeds, but it is an interesting plant to play with. You can rest your head on it, watch this grass fall and rise again, and you can also experience the tenacity of life. And resting on the grass, looking at the clouds in the sky is beautiful.
The birds, crickets, cicadas, dragonflies in the garden are the best playmates. He described the cricket-catching process as follows:
Listen, where? Here yes, here it is! With grass plucking, hand pickpocketing, water irrigation, poof, jump out. Gu Buluo took his hand, pounced, and chased after it.
When we read, we can also feel this vitality and feel the fun of that time. Every time I read this, the corners of my mouth always go up. Coupled with watercolor paintings, you can almost see the author's naughty appearance at that time.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="14" > brick by brick is full of love</h1>
When you grow up, you will remember this garden, not only the flowers and plants planted in the garden, but also the family affection of your family brick and tile.
Wang Zengqi's grandfather built this garden for his children and grandchildren to play in, and this garden has become an important place for his memories.
When they were naughty, not only catching crickets, but also catching mantises to play, their grandmother would scare them: the praying mantis could not play, it ate the brain of the Tutani snake, and the belly would give birth to the clematis snake, which may be worn into the flesh.
When I grow up and remember, it should be that the grandmother is afraid that the children will be scratched by the praying mantis.
They pick flowers and plant trees in the garden, and they also dry rice noodles and cook rice, so that they can live comfortably. When he was a child, Wang Zengqi would also be sad because a beloved bird was eaten by a cat, but he did not expect his father to tease him: not shy, such an adult.
This garden is full of memories of scenery and love, so Wang Zengqi will say this: Whenever home appears like a concept on my memory, its color is deep.
<h1 class="pgc-h-arrow-right" data-track="21" > a word and a picture is a fireworks life</h1>
This "Garden" has Wang Zengqi's depiction of life, his sense of family affection, his gaze on all things in nature, and the watercolor painting of the illustrator Pepper Gun, which combines the two to make people feel the peace of life.
The whole prose is the author's ordinary things in the garden, like flowers and plants, like insects, like trees and vines, but these creatures have their own aura. Summer also becomes less hot because of these insects, and autumn also has more fun fighting with wits because of these birds and insects.
These beautiful watercolor paintings also make the whole article more vivid and vivid.
We can see the big trees with pink flowers, we can hear the distant sound of cicadas and crickets, and feel the changes from summer to autumn. I was even more impressed by this sentence: "July is in the wild, August is in The Universe, September is in the household, and october crickets are under my bed".
Wang Lao's pen is the fireworks of the world, and in his pen, everything reveals: ordinary is the truth of life.
If my face has the red color that I brought from childhood, its source is the garden.