Prose "Listening to Incense at Night"

What is "listening to incense" in the essay "Listening to incense at night"? That night, I accidentally read such a sentence on the forum, and my heart could not help but tremble slightly.

The article is written like this; "I live a life of' listening to current events early and listening to incense late' every day, and I feel very leisurely ..."

Incense is used to smell incense. Can she listen with it? What's the smell you hear? How to listen? That's it. I'll think about it and turn Gan Kun around. The word "listening to incense" left a very deep impression on me, and also left me a lot of doubts and yearning.

I also like reading books in my spare time. I know that not only flowers, grass and rouge powder have fragrance, but also white clouds, flowing water, cool breeze and bright moon, winter snow and spring rain have fragrance.

There is a poem that says: there is no fragrance at the beginning of snow, and Li Bai has a saying, "There are thousands of snowflakes in Yaotai, and the spring breeze blows off one by one"; There is no fragrance at the beginning of the rain, and Li He has a sentence of "fragrance according to the rain"; At the beginning of the cloud, there is no fragrance. There is a saying in Luxiang that "clouds smell water". The beauty is that it is not fragrant, so that the pen outside the true color can be supplemented.

When I was a child, I liked to take out the bedding and dry it every once in a while. Sleep in a fluffy bed at night, warm.

It's another sunny day. As usual, I am drying the bedding on the drying table. Never thought, in the evening, my son in grade three suddenly said to me, "Mom, it's really comfortable under the covers, and it smells like sunshine." Sweet, warm and delicious! " .

At that time, I suddenly froze and felt a little strange. So he said to his son, "Son, according to the description in the article, all you can smell are flowers, plants and meals, and of course there are some unpleasant smells and odors." However, I deliberately paused. But sunshine, my mother thinks it should be tasteless. My son couldn't answer at the moment, but nodded in doubt.

Time flies, and in a blink of an eye, my son has grown up and gone to college, but I still don't understand the sentence that sunshine tastes. It was another sunny day, so I took out the bedding to dry.

In the evening, my husband and I lay in a soft and comfortable bed. It is really comfortable. I can't help smelling it. The quilt really smells warm and fragrant.

I sighed, it seems that my son was right at the beginning. Sunshine has flavor and fragrance. I wronged my son for many years and misled my child for many years. It turns out that sleeping with the smell of sunshine is so sweet and a kind of happiness.

The sunshine is really beautiful, warm, sweet and brilliant. The taste of sunshine is pure, and it is pleasant and fragrant. The taste of sunshine is beautiful, just like a flowing river, transparent and concise.

When one day we are tired, please choose a sunny day, holding a book and lying on the quiet grass. Smell the sunshine, the fragrance of flowers and plants, and look at the flowing rivers, blue sky and white clouds. Thinking about the mood at that moment and savoring the taste of life will definitely be very different from before.

I remember reading such an article: "One sunny afternoon, Aileen wore a pink cheongsam, which I said was very nice. Aileen said that pink can smell the fragrance. "

Peach red is often associated with flowers such as peach blossom, apricot blossom and rose, which makes people feel the fragrance of flowers. This is to convert visual images into olfactory images.

Similarly, auditory images can also be transformed into olfactory images, such as "the wind comes to the bottom of the flower, birds sing." From the sound of birds singing, people can smell the fragrance of flowers, leaves and spring. So, does "Listening to Incense at Night" listen to the songs of spring birds?

There is a big locust tree in the middle of the alley where I lived when I was a child. Every year in season, the fragrance of Sophora japonica is overflowing. It is said that it is smelled, but in fact, it is often heard. As soon as I hear that spring is coming, I will follow a lot of incense in my mind. Speaking of tea, faint fragrance seems to float into my heart, and there are chrysanthemums and osmanthus flowers in autumn. Some people say that bloom, there is a fragrance. Everything, because of the fragrance of love, has sound, because love can make people hallucinate, just like drunk tea.

A bunch of relatives saw a peony picture on my sister's wall the other day. It is brightly colored, with crystal dew, as if it were going to roll down. Looking from a distance, people feel her grandeur and charm, as if there is still a faint fragrance, which is fascinating and lingering.

In my spare time, I like to wander around our community, see flowers in the garden in front of the building, and occasionally stop at the flower shop to enjoy them. I really like the feeling that the fragrance of flowers seeps into my heart and makes me feel relaxed and happy. Sometimes I hear people say; "This flower smells good!" I couldn't help looking down at the sound, as if the fragrance really floated over, which made me intoxicated and I didn't know where to go.

If smelling incense is a kind of taste, listening to incense is actually a kind of Zen. In spring, look at the feet at the frying place. If they are loose, there will be wind blowing. Love will swing into the water beside the pavilion, and I would like to scoop up the water and leave a fragrance.

I remember the first time I saw the movie Flower Girl, I always heard a little girl. "Selling flowers! I sold flowers! " Her voice, her pity, her helplessness and her pain shocked her, and she cried several handkerchiefs for it.

Now I feel different when I see a little girl selling flowers. I like their voices, and I prefer their self-reliance. Because there, I not only saw the color of flowers, but also smelled the fragrance of flowers from the sound of selling flowers!

Speaking of selling flowers, I feel very kind to them. Lu You wrote in the poem, "The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers." Continuous spring rain is written by the poet's hearing; There is a faint spring in the sound of selling flowers.

"Where is the sound of selling flowers too early, Xiao makeup reminds the painter." The deep lane is long, the path is curved, and the sound of selling flowers is lingering. In a trance, a girl selling flowers, carrying a bamboo basket, came leisurely, swaying in the wind, and the aroma was compelling.

Ah, bundles of watery pink roses, peonies and carnations just peeped out from that small flower basket, and the petals were still stained with rain and dew, making people instantly unable to tell which is the girl's face, which is the petal, which is the flower and which is the more attractive person?

Ying Ying gently, gently and gently crying, rippling in the long alley, the small building in front of the store, floating on the wet bluestone road, small courtyard, the aroma comes with the sound, and the amorous feelings are so rich that people can imagine.

At the moment, listening to this sweet voice, I seem to hear the news that "a spring is about to bloom", "the rhyme spreads the willow late" and "the cuckoo also announces the spring, and puts a tree flower first." I heard the faint fragrance of flowers, the spring scenery in the garden, the love and kindness of the world, and the ever-improving motherland, full of vitality!