Articles about chrysanthemums, philosophical essays.

Chrysanthemum fragrance season When the crisp autumn wind blows the sky higher, when a strange child looks at the last Nanfeiyan, when the green leaves on the branches turn orange, when a little acid has fallen on the branches, it is the chrysanthemum fragrance season again. The light of chrysanthemum is "thump, thump ..." Do you hear the crisp sound of iron tapping? The breeze blows, the strong muscles exude the breath of life, and the blazing fire cultivates noble sentiments. Ji Kang, a hero of this era and a talented person in this area, lived a blacksmith's life here. Like others, you have high expectations for him, but do you dare to persuade him to be an official? Have you forgotten "Dear John Dan Tao"? The sonorous words have declared his disdain for official career to everyone, so let him be himself, and let the "seven sages of bamboo forest" live the life of "singing under the leaves", "drinking in bamboo forest", "boating in winding water" and "picking chrysanthemums in Nanshan" forever, and don't let vulgar filth cover up the delicate fragrance of chrysanthemums. Can you still remember the pride of Chrysanthemum Zhuangzi, Zhuangzi who decided to "drag his tail on the road" regardless of the fact that Chu was holding the pole at that age? This lofty layman, like autumn water, is not tied to the same boat. He has talents from all over the world, but he has never given in to powerful people and lived a poor and wandering life. Do you also want to persuade him to join the WTO and expect him to do great things for the motherland, society and Lebanese people? Yes, everyone hopes so. However, Zhuangzi thinks he is a tree, a tree to defend the soul moon. If you stubbornly pull him up and plant him in filthy social soil, he will wither and die immediately. Let him be a tree forever, and there will be a proud chrysanthemum beside him. The ruin of chrysanthemum is "when the mountain is pulled out, you are angry at the world, but when it is unfavorable, you can't die." What can you do with your concubine? " Facing the turbulent river and the villagers on the other side, a generation of tyrants could not help crying their skirts. The river has been named after someone else, and the beauty is in her arms. Escape by boat, regroup, or merge into Wujiang River? "Death is also a ghost man." If you were around Wang Xiang, would you persuade him to "stay in the green hills, not afraid of burning firewood"? The elders in Jiangdong also expect Wang Xiang to bear the burden of shame, and perhaps history will be rewritten as a result. However, Wang Xiang finally chose to throw himself into the river. He thinks he should die with dignity. He thinks this is his true heroic nature. The life form of chrysanthemum has withered, but the fragrance of flowers is always there. Maybe this is the true meaning of life. No matter what others expect, they will pursue what they think is right, freedom, loftiness, dignity of life and heroic quality, put aside others' expectations and discouragement and move towards their own understanding. When the crisp sound of striking the iron comes from afar, when the ancient Dapeng spreads its wings and flies, when the surging Wujiang River roars in the sky, it is the season of chrysanthemum fragrance. Chrysanthemums are sung in autumn when the frost is thick and the chrysanthemums are in full bloom. I came to Zhongshan Park with a keen interest in chrysanthemum appreciation. As soon as I entered the park gate, I felt as if I were in a wonderful world: in front of the fountain, two big chrysanthemums were proudly in full bloom, surrounded by hundreds of men named Qiuhua, competing for each other. What a wonderful scene! The east is as white as snow, and the west is as yellow as gold. Under the sunlight, yellow and white set each other off, which is especially fresh and refreshing. The edge of the spray pool is full of elegant and colorful cliff chrysanthemums. The branches of plants hang low and the small flowers are as dense as stars. They are shoulder to shoulder, arm in arm, with different expressions and tastes, or they are as proud as peacocks, or they land like the Milky Way, or they explore the sea like dragons ... It's really elegant and interesting. With the flow of people, I stepped into the chrysanthemum exhibition room. Some chrysanthemums on display here are in bud, some are in full bloom, some have just come out of the bath, and some show their true colors ... one plant, one pot, one cluster, one pile, red as fire, yellow as gold, green as jade, and white as clouds-suddenly, they are colorful and colorful. In a trance, I feel like I'm in a fairyland. You see, the best chrysanthemum is "green peony", with full petals, jade-like color, bright and charming; The "handsome flag" that stands out from the crowd, with wide yellow leaves, is like the rising sun, and can be called the handsome "army" of chrysanthemums. The "handsome flag" is accompanied by a delicate and charming "quiet girl" with silky petals and drooping head. Different from "Shuaiqi", it is quiet and elegant, charming and affectionate, giving people another kind of beautiful enjoyment. The intriguing "three joys", half purple and half yellow, are slim and graceful. Seeing it can't help but remind people of the story in The Romance of the Three Kingdoms. I watched and thought, and I couldn't stop thinking. "Bai Mudan" and "Xue Rui, the ancient capital" are as white as jade and as dense as snowballs, which have become the objects of repeated visits by painters; "Moju" and "Mohe", which are famous for their peculiar colors, are constantly surrounded by photographers with purple in red and black in purple; What is even more pleasing is the colorful "Mulan Dress-up", which is violet at first and pink at night. At first, it is soft, heroic and girlish, much like Mulan who disguised herself as a man for her father and then quietly returned her skirt ... so many beautiful chrysanthemums! Since ancient times, people have been full of praise for chrysanthemum. Many poets and writers have formed an indissoluble bond with chrysanthemum, and many poets and writers have left people with excellent works about chrysanthemum. Tao Yuanming, a great poet in the Eastern Jin Dynasty, sang the famous phrase "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge, leisurely seeing Nanshan"; Cao Xueqin, a great writer in Qing Dynasty, wrote the relationship between flowers and people with poems in A Dream of Red Mansions, telling the different fates of different characters. Chen Yi, a great revolutionary, even claimed that "autumn chrysanthemum can make Ao Shuang full of evil". The glorious poem "This achievement is cold-resistant, and the wind and frost are powerless" profoundly expresses the revolutionary's open-minded feelings and revolutionary heroism of not being afraid of difficulties and daring to struggle. I chanted: "I would rather hold incense in the branches and wait for death than be blown into the north wind." Yes! For many years, chrysanthemums have cultivated people's sentiments and inspired people to forge ahead. People in China prefer chrysanthemums because they grow and appreciate them. Isn't it because it symbolizes the indomitable and persistent pursuit of the Chinese nation? Watching, walking and thinking, gradually, a feeling that I have never felt before rises from my heart ... Chrysanthemum ode "The rustling west wind is planted all over the courtyard, but the cold butterfly is hard to come." If I am Di Qing next year, I will report peach blossoms. " It's a sunny day, and it's quite a complaint. In autumn, all the flowers are broken, all the herbs are used up, only clusters of beautiful chrysanthemums, covered with crystal dew, are in full bloom against the rustling autumn wind. It is colorful: white teeth, light yellow, scarlet, too numerous to mention; It has all kinds of flowers: some are dignified and elegant, some are elegant, some are wild and unrestrained, and some are crumbling. Because of this, it is favored by historical literati and poets. Chrysanthemum and I have a wonderful story. When I was a child, I often went to the countryside to play, where there was a pool of clear water. By the pond, there is a pile of rotten stones. One day, I was surprised to find that there was a little star green in the rotten stone, which was strange and fresh. Wow! Isn't that the messenger of autumn-"Chrysanthemum"? That intoxicating green! It won't stain me, just like a wet jasper. I have seen the new leaves of willows, which are too pale because they can't get rid of goose yellow; I have seen the "green wall", and it seems too thick. And this kind of green can't be explained in words. Surrounded by green, a little golden, like a noble woman, holding her head high. That slender root firmly grasps the land, and a barren land casts its tenacity. That night, it rained cats and dogs. Thunder, lightning and rain combined into a strong symphony. However, in my mind, I can always see that A Man Called Autumn Flower. Can this little creature withstand the storm? It cleared up after the rain, so I ran over. However, I feel depressed and disappointed. That A Man Called Autumn Flower, with drooping head, lay on the stone feebly, ah! It comes and goes in a hurry. One day a few days later, I was surprised. It stood up again, with uneven petals. That setback did not dispel its confidence, but increased its courage to overcome difficulties. Looking at this A Man Called Autumn Flower, I am full of thoughts. Isn't this our life? When you encounter setbacks, work hard, work hard, and the dawn of victory will eventually smile at you. If, from now on, life is like falling into an abyss. We should take the spirit of chrysanthemum as an example, dare to challenge setbacks and live a brand-new self.