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Monogatari:
When everything was depressed, Daiyu's hibiscus flower bloomed.
Have you ever seen a hibiscus flower blooming on a tree?
A few years ago, I first met it in Chengdu, that blossomed in the late autumn of a touch of pink, that happy and comfortable Furong City, which can not be forgotten for a long time.
It makes us believe that there are dreams to rely on, there is a heart to return to, even if the heart is contaminated with autumn sorrows, it can be dissolved one by one.
It is better to take a good look at this year's wood hibiscus, let the flowers of that tree bloom, and dissolve the thousands of worries that arise inexplicably in your heart.
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In the late autumn of Chengdu, it is actually a little wet and cold.
I remember that at that time in Chengdu autumn, the sun is always difficult to come out to see the face, wait, wait, wait, ah, either the fog is hazy, or the autumn wind erodes the bones.
One day when I went out, I found that the grass was covered with a layer of white frost, and my body was even more unconsciously shrunk.
When I was about to approach the river, I also had some worries in my heart: on such a cold day, the slender wood hibiscus, can you still withstand the frost?
Unexpectedly, the hibiscus tree was still standing tall there, and after being excited by the frost, it opened up a larger and fuller posture, and the petals became more and more gorgeous.
Fear of the cold is an instinct of our bodies. Like most flowers in the world, as soon as the weather is cold, we are sucked out of our hearts and become weak and obedient.
But this is not the case with wood hibiscus. It flaunts the posture of "resisting frost flowers", even if it is forced by the cold frost, it is still in the last look back of autumn, burning and blooming, dissolving the cold sorrow of autumn.
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Even Su Shi said that it was better to resist frost than to be frosted. After experiencing the tempering of depreciation and disgrace, he chanted, "Bamboo sticks and shoes are lighter than horses, who is afraid?" A cloud of smoke and rain is a life of peace. ”
It seems that just like that "Yi Frost Flower", the misfortune of the career has made Su Shi become Su Dongpo.
Autumn is deep, there is also its beauty, in fact, we should not be afraid of the cold, nor do we need to be sentimental. No matter how cold the weather, no matter how bumpy life, as long as you calm your mind, you can always coexist peacefully with it.
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We are afraid of autumn cold, in addition to the feelings of the body, perhaps because of the fear of being troubled by sorrow!
Remembering Daiyu who drew the hibiscus flower stick, the four words of "wind dew and clear sorrow" are affectionate and pitiful.
Sending people under the fence, she always has a lot of loneliness in her heart, even if she is good friends with Baoyu, there will always be some moments, and this sorrow is nowhere to be complained about.
And the way she put away her worries was by writing poetry.
I remember one autumn day, she was sick in bed, Bao Chao came to visit, and said many intimate words in detail. After Bao Chao left, and just when the autumn wind and autumn rain were confused, she was more and more grateful for her lonely life, and a sad mood overflowed.
So I couldn't lie down, got up in my clothes, and silently wrote a poem "Autumn Window Wind and Rain" under the lamp.
After writing a pen, her worries were slightly relieved, and it just so happened that Baoyu came in a cloak, as if they were all the light that shone into her heart.
Even in lonely and lonely moments, poetry can heal a person's soul and dissolve the loneliness of life.
Do you have such a sad moment, and how do you discharge your own worries?
Eliminating this thing can be very romantic or very simple.
Today it may be difficult for us to read and write poetry like Daiyu, but we may as well listen to a song and wait for a sunset, or sit under a hibiscus tree and quietly watch the water shine on the flowers.
Fortunately, there is this tree hibiscus between heaven and earth, comforting the little us who stand alone, people and flowers are silent, and the years can be well.
Figure | Empty Valley Seeking Fang ©
Ordinary as we are, there may be an inevitable melancholy, that is, depression.
Mao Buyi also had such moments. He said sadly on the show that when his mother died, he had not been noticed, no one remembered himself, as if he were a loser, "If she was still alive, I don't know if she would be satisfied with me..."
Perhaps because he had experienced such a frustrated life, he turned his thoughts into the song "Dispel Sorrows". Toast after glass of wine, just to dispel the depression.
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I remember two of the lyrics, "Makeup on all colors, nobody remembers what you look like." ”
Just like the wood hibiscus, its color can change three times a day, white as autumn frost in the morning, pink as rouge at noon, crimson at dusk... Who remembers what it looked like?
But what does that matter? Even if no one remembers, The Wood Hibiscus still opens itself, and in the autumn wind, it is so free to open alone.
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As Wang Wei wrote in the poem, "The hibiscus flowers are flowers at the end of the wood, and the red calyxes in the mountains are red." The streams were silent and deserted, and they opened and fell. ”
Regardless of whether the tree flower he encountered was a Xinyi flower or a wood hibiscus flower, we all saw its inner character, the flower blossomed and fell, grew silently, and was silently strong.
If you also have such a lost depression, go and see the autumn wood hibiscus! Like it, feel free to be yourself and live a good and uneventful life.
The wood hibiscus in autumn is also the nostalgia of Chengdu people.
They have a sincere affection for hibiscus flowers, just like they have seen a saying that if you don't see the wood hibiscus in autumn, this year is sloppy and unhappy.
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And this, again, starts with Madame Huarui's nostalgia.
More than a thousand years ago, she brought back two wood hibiscus trees from her hometown of Qingcheng and carefully planted them in the Shu Palace, but she did not expect that the next year the trees would bloom brightly.
She turned her love for hibiscus flowers into a poem, "If the king asks the slave about his heart, he wants the hibiscus all over Jincheng." ”
After the Shu kingdom, the Lord heard about it and did so. For a time, Shucheng was full of splendid embroidery, as blue as clouds.
Until now, in the late autumn of each year, Chengdu is still full of flowers.
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Friends settle in the north from Rongcheng, and whenever there are no flowers to admire in autumn, they always have to lament, "In our Chengdu, as soon as the wood furong opens, you can see a large piece of hula when you walk on tianfu avenue at will..."
Later, she picked up a bunch of dirt under the hibiscus tree in front of her house, carefully cut an old branch, and brought it back to the north to plant one.
When the hibiscus blossomed, although it was only a few small flowers at first, it also gave her heart some comfort.
Indeed, most of us today are far away from our homeland. Maybe a wandering Shanghainese will have the sorrow of Zhang Ailing's sycamore leaves falling; Hangzhou people will feel that when the osmanthus flowers are delayed, the nostalgia of autumn will have no sustenance...
What is your nostalgia for you? And how to dissolve?
I also hope that in this autumn, in your heart, there will always be such a tree that can comfort you with nostalgia.
Figure | Zhuang Zheng ©
Ouyang Xiu once said, "The grass and trees are merciless, and sometimes they drift to zero. "But this weak and beautiful merciless thing, but it really makes us who are sentimental in Autumn Xu a little less worried."
Perhaps, because I have the imagination of that comfortable city in my heart, and the yearning for Chengdu and Mu Furong, this autumn, there will be dreams to rely on and hearts to return to.
Heaven and earth are natural, and there is a moment of beauty. Fortunately, in the deep autumn cold, there is this tree hibiscus, waiting for us, dissolving thousands of worries.
This year, have you met wood hibiscus? Don't wait for autumn to go, scribble another year.
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