Prose about the place where crabapples bloom

One

In the place where Begonia flowers are in full bloom, at the foot of Mang Ridge and next to Fuxi Terrace.

In that place where crabapple flowers bloom, on the bank of the Yellow River, on the yellow sand beach.

Where the crabapple flowers bloom, Heluo culture has a long history.

In the place where crabapple flowers bloom, the field of hope, the hometown that I dream about.

　二

Driving on the newly built Yanhuang Avenue, the continuous mountain peaks flash by like hibiscus emerging from the water. The boundless wheat fields come into view like green carpets. There are also large tracts of rapeseed flowers, yellow and golden. The land of Heluo in spring is like the palette of nature, colorful and green, which makes people dazzled.

Turning a corner, I saw the green wheat fields in the distance. Deep in the willow smoke, a cloud seemed to be shrouded in clouds, which seemed to smear the entire river beach. Stop the car and stop to watch. The beach looks like red clouds falling and brocade spreading out. Waves of fragrance floated in the air, and there seemed to be melodious singing. Heading north from the Shayugou Bridge, you can walk onto the road leading to the river beach, where willow silk curls, warblers chirp, and cars come and go. Deep in Tiancheng, it gradually became crowded, and it was dark and full of parked vehicles and crowded with people. I had no choice but to park far away on the side of the road, stop and go, take a look and think about it, I couldn't help but be surprised and surprised. Here is a Begonia Garden, each begonia tree is like a beautiful melody; each begonia flower is like a graceful girl who is delicate but not timid; tourists, men and women, old and young, or A smile on your face, or a pink face with spring on your face. The most eye-catching ones are naturally the pretty girls and the young women who still have their charm. People are in the sea of ??flowers, flowers are swimming among people, flowers are like people, people are like flowers, and the graceful and beautiful scenery is in front of them.

Begonia flowers are in full bloom, either as an independent tree and beautiful; The flowers are in clusters and bright red. The rich fragrance of flowers is lingering, butterflies are dancing, and bees are busy. This is the world of Begonia flowers, and it is also the ocean of people. The grand flower arrangement of Begonia flowers once again made this remote town lively, like a grand festival celebration. People come from all directions just to see the charming appearance of Begonia flowers. Like bees chasing the fragrance of flowers, Begonia flowers tempt another desire deep in people's hearts. Not only the nearby folks, but also many tourists from far away come here to visit. On the field, cars and people flowed meanderingly, as if the floodgates had been opened, and they all poured into this beautiful garden.

The garden is filled with sweet fragrance, buzzing bees, laughter and people. People devoutly believe that the blooming crabapple flowers bring happiness and the blooming crabapple flowers ensure health.

Begonia flowers bloom proudly between heaven and earth, and the women with beautiful flowers are busy taking photos, freezing the age and beauty of the flowers. The ultimate beauty is nothing more than this, and the ultimate happiness is nothing more than this.

I stood quietly under the crabapple tree, looking up at the branches full of buds, which looked like a childish face, pink, chubby, full and rosy. Avoiding the bustling crowd, I walked deeper into Begonia. In my memory, this was a deserted beach, but now there are crabapple trees growing there, which are naturally beautiful. The rough living environment has not dimmed her luster, and the remote corners have not eroded the good temperament in her bones.

I walked under the crabapple tree, and the charming, elegant, graceful, elegant, or beautiful crabapple flowers were like a cup of fragrant tea, like a piece of guqin music, like a cheongsam show, like a Paper umbrella with flower handle...

Three

The crabapple that was once hidden in the boudoir is now right in front of you. At first glance, her face looks like a pink beauty, with moderate shades, more like Xiaojiabiyu, with a red skirt and pink makeup. As soon as he saw her, he couldn't help but approach her, like a bee or a butterfly. It doesn’t matter if you don’t understand Begonia flowers. Just look at her smart petals, smudged colors, and free and easy posture, and your heart will beat. Begonia is originally suitable for both refined and popular appreciation. Even if it's just a simple love that can't be explained or understood, what kind of simple emotion should it represent? What kind of pure emotion is it entrusted with?

The plump petals of the Begonia flower are full of vitality, and the elegant flower shape contains luster. It blooms in her hometown and on the loess land, which gives her a kind of sustenance, a yearning, a treasure, and a There is comfort and a calm and indifferent friendship that lasts forever. As if left behind and independent, the trees and begonias are quietly waiting for this vicissitudes of life; growing silently, just for the sake of eternal youth. I just want this land of hope to grow green, grow hope, grow happiness, and be filled with the fragrance of flowers. The joy of life comes from the accumulation of hardships over time. The hard work is not just for this annual flowering period. Who is sweating in this field of hope, trying to preserve the most peerless youth in memory? Who is it that wants to entrust this purest friendship in the mountains and rivers of hometown?

The flowers are in clusters, the shadows are whirling, red and green complement each other. Waves of breeze, wisps of fragrant fragrance, full of energy, charming, elegant like an elf, beautiful like a fairy. Looking at the blooming crabapples here, it's like keeping a poetic and lush garden vegetable patch in your heart. The faint fragrance instantly drives away the fatigue of the soul. Just like now, sharing the happiness of life with people you know is a gift; sharing the beauty of nature with people you know is even more happiness.

Ordinary life can also be poetic and picturesque, and ordinary life can also be radiant.

Under the crabapple tree, there is a constant separation of friendship, family affection and love; in the crabapple garden, there is an indelible feeling of hometown. The happiest thing is that I can meet Fa Xiao unexpectedly here, without any utilitarianism or ambiguity, only the gentleness and beauty accumulated over the years. Accidental gatherings tell the past, gather strength, comfort feelings, and nourish life. Flowers bloom and fall, no matter how vicissitudes of life, we will continue to forge ahead as always.

Everyone is safe and the sun is shining everywhere.

四

When I saw the crabapple flowers for the first time, I wanted to stay quietly, stay in this place where the crabapples are blooming. This is a world of crabapple flowers, and all the flowers seem to be blooming for me. I reviewed, admired, and commented on each tree, like a king returning in glory.

There is a light fragrance in the air. The wind is just right, neither fast nor slow; the sunshine is just right, neither arrogant nor impetuous; the flowers are just right, neither extravagant nor extravagant. I just hope that time can slow down a little, and then a little slower, so that this begonia tree can maintain its beauty in these peaceful days. Spring has arrived, and as people pass middle age, their hearts become increasingly quiet and peaceful. After passing through the mortal years, I have seen all the prosperity of the world, and I just want to live a plain life. In the blink of an eye, over the past few decades, those people and things treasured in my heart have passed by one by one. Those who should go will go, and those who should stay will stay. Life is short, seize the moment and pursue your inner happiness, for no other reason than not to waste your life.

In the colorful world, the world is noisy. In fact, other people’s opinions are not that important, so you don’t need to care too much. Flowers bloom and fall, I go my own way, brilliant but wanton, quiet and beautiful, free and easy. I really want to open up such a world where restless souls can take a poetic rest. They can read, drink tea, hoe and plant flowers, and only smell the fragrance of flowers without talking about misery. Occasionally, friends will come to visit, which is even more wonderful. In this way, a free heart, a peaceful and tranquil state of mind, a simple and meticulous attitude towards life, lead a peaceful life.

Cherish each other when flowers bloom, and never abandon each other when flowers fall. When two people are together, they have the tenderness of pink when the flowers bloom, the silent understanding when the flowers fall, the constant companionship of green leaves, and the silent protection of winter. On days without sunshine, there are clouds watching; on days without flowers, waiting will not be desolate. Just like the splendid begonia flowers on the most beautiful April branches, the years have polished them into beautiful scenery on the branches of life, and there is always a smile on the corner of the mouth. Store sweetness when it is busy, and appreciate happiness when it is quiet. The flowers bloom and bees and butterflies come and go, and the flowers fall and drift on the water. That attachment and love are hidden silently in my heart. No matter whether the outside world is warm or silent, I will naturally be by your side.

Under the crabapple tree, you and I look at each other, putting everything we want to say in our hearts, and the gentleness in our eyes is revealed. Don’t avoid the noise, don’t be afraid of silence, don’t be afraid of ice and frost, wind, flowers, snow and moon, the waxing and waning of clouds and sunshine, every day, every season, every year, in this life, you and I are a world of freedom. No matter the wind or rain, there is no reason why ordinary life should not be happy. Just like flowers blooming in the warmth of spring, as long as it is a flower, no matter how noble or humble, no matter how big or small, they have no reason not to bloom. There is a rainbow in my heart, and the sun is everywhere; I have begonias in my heart, and there are water and clouds everywhere.

The noisy days gradually return to peace, just like the calm after a tree blooms. I just want to be with you all the time, quiet and pure. *** Appreciate a begonia tree, *** dance a neon dress, don't envy the snow, moon, wind and flowers, don't admire the fragrance of flowers on your clothes, people are long-lasting, love is long-lasting, long-lasting thoughts, long-lasting love. In the begonia forest, holding your hand, the sunshine is not vain, the bees are not noisy, the quiet comfort, the flowing warmth, the diffuse fragrance, pour into the chest and refresh the heart and spleen. When we look at each other and smile, a little happiness takes over our hearts. But, is there any other happiness in the world that can compare with it?

Sighing in the sky, the flowers bloom and fall in red for a few days, life is easy and it is difficult to grow old; in vain, the begonia still smiles in the spring breeze, and the human face does not know where to go. The flowers bloom silently, the flowers fall freely and freely, clinging to each other for a lifetime, until they fall into pieces and turn into mud.

　五

The echoes of time linger among the flowers and leaves, and the moving notes pass through the heart. At this moment, let me have a quiet dream, don't disturb me, I want to be immersed in a deep happiness. I have been looking for the begonia flower in my dream for a long time.

A flower is as beautiful as a thousand beauties; a tree is like a brocade, and the flowers are in clusters; a sea of ??flowers is like a dream. The blue sky, white clouds, green trees and red flowers make you feel like you are in another world. How pleasing it would be to live in this begonia garden; how happy it would be to pick sweet fruits with your own hands during the harvest season! In a trance, the Begonia fairies came one by one, with light postures, following each step, singing a song of peerless youthfulness, and dancing a song of feathered clothes and colorful clothes. Watching quietly, listening silently, and being immersed in it, suddenly, I seemed to be a prosperous king here.

The air is filled with the fragrance of crabapple flowers, as if you can pick up a handful and savor them carefully. This is the unique smell of my hometown, mixed with the floral aroma of apple and hawthorn. The most beautiful begonia flower is the most beautiful appearance of a child, and the most touching thing is the love between a child and a daughter. A heart as pure as water, a pure and innocent dependence on each other, and that kind of youthful feeling, like the eternal trembling of the soul, cannot be eliminated. Those interesting childhood stories don’t need to be collected deliberately, but they can appear all the time. I can’t forget that small mountain village and the low cave dwellings with tiled roofs. The deep nostalgia is like the rouge on the petals of Begonia.

There are little dewdrops, crystal clear, like tears on the cheeks. No matter how strong it seems, with just a slight touch, tears will flow and blood will flow. Dust-laden memories came flooding back, unprepared but warm and comfortable. Unexpectedly, there is a sea of ??crabapple flowers hidden here, like a paradise on earth. It turns out that the dreamland I have been pursuing so hard is right here, right in my hometown, right where the begonia flowers bloom.

People get old easily if the flowers bloom. We were once a group of flower-like teenagers, but now our appearance has faded and our temples are like frost. But the passage of time cannot take away the memories of my hometown and the memories of my youth. Although he left home when he was young and worked hard in a foreign land, in the purest and truest years, he met people who were deeply in his heart. Just one look at them and their names blurted out. Every time I think of it, it is beautiful and sentimental, heart-warming and ecstatic. Just like now, when we meet by chance, even if we haven't seen each other for decades, we can still call each other's names from the familiar accent and the vague memory fragments, and suddenly recall the anecdotes that happened between us. .

Just because of this garden crabapple, even if it wanders to the other side of the mountain or the other side of the water, as long as it can tiptoe gently and close its eyes slowly like now, that sensitive and fragile heart My heart will span thousands of mountains and rivers. The nostalgia that is unknowingly evoked, the delicate and gentle sadness, often catches people off guard. That wandering heart will always inadvertently stop at the harbor of my hometown, where the begonia flowers bloom. The memories of childhood can never be erased; walking on the land of my hometown feels more practical, more practical and more comfortable.

When the crabapple flowers bloom next year, my heart will still be the same.

Six

In this place where crabapple flowers are in full bloom, play a beautiful piece of music that you will never tire of listening to.

In this place where crabapple flowers are in full bloom, you will never get tired of copying a quiet and beautiful picture.

In this place where crabapple flowers are in full bloom, write a lyrical poem that you will never tire of reading.

In this place where crabapple flowers are in full bloom, a deep sense of nostalgia can be felt, turning over and over again.