Lotus

Text/Liu Quanxing

In the memories of childhood, there are several ponds next to the hometown village. Every summer, it competes for opening. It is a beautiful scenery on the way to school on childhood. Although it is not as spectacular as the leaves of the sky, it is also exquisite jasper, petite and cute.

In the early morning, the rain dew in the night made the lotus pond moist. The lotus that wakes up from the sleep is lively and quiet, delicate and gorgeous. On the leaves of Taoyuan -shaped leaves, a little dew is shining, like a glorious gem, blowing it under the breeze, rolling around. Su Hongbi, the wind rises with jade beads. " The buds to be placed, the semi -open and semi -closed petals, and the flowers with laughter, swinging with the wind, ups and downs, and complementing each other. The morning fog is like a cicada wing tulle, holding the lotus gently in his arms, adding a bit of faint euphemism and hazy implication to the lotus pond. The a little white, light red, and yellow in the morning fog, dressed the silent morning to dresses poetic. You stand by the lotus pond, you can clearly hear the intermittent frogs, and feel the freshness and vigorous vitality of nature.

At noon at the sun, colorful lotus, bathing in the golden sun, layers of layers, shining. White, white and indifferent, red, pale, yellow, fresh and beautiful. A lotus lotus tightly snuggled the turquoise lotus leaf, which is light and elegant, crystal clear, the entire lotus pond is blinking, and the waves are rippling. lifelike. Every time I pass here, I feel the bloody surging and passion. Although it does not have peony flowers and graceful and luxurious, there is no noble and elegant chrysanthemum, but it has a sludge without dyeing. Essence No wonder a big poet sighed: "Jiangnan Scenic Show, the most memories of Bilian."

In the twilight, the silver moonlight diarrhea is in the lotus pond and shines on the lotus, just like a thin layer of mercury, which is dazzling. The fine light, like the cotton line of the mother's stitching clothes, sews lotus, lotus leaves, and lotus ponds together, and it is amazing and natural. At this time, when you strolled by the lotus pond, you can't help but think of the "Lotus Pond Moonlight" written by Zhu Ziqing. It feels like fog, clouds, and wind. If you are at this time, you will stare at the lotus in the moonlight, which is more elegant than Xishi, and more subtle and gentle than Diao Chan. The dedication spirit of "not compete with Tao Li, and the coolness in July. , Can conquer the tough guy of the world.

To be honest, I love the lotus, love it elegant and implicit, rather like jade crushing, not dazzling dust, and love it without falling in love with the sea of ​​whistling, the mountains that do not fight for the clouds, silently waiting for the ponds, watching quietly, watching quietly, watching quietly, watching quietly Wing village.

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