In this life, I think, I have an inextricable bond with flowers and plants. Perhaps, in my previous life, I was an inconspicuous flower by the side of the road, or an unknown grass on the top of the mountain. In this life, I would like to be a nymphomaniac, willing to spend my whole life, as long as you do not leave, I will not give up; as long as Castle Peak remains, I will not change.
Once upon a time, like to quietly stare at a flower, like to silently pour into the growth of a grass, always feel that flowers have the mind of flowers, grass stories, even if silent, even if silent, but as long as you open your heart to read them, to appreciate them, you will understand the Buddha saying: one flower, one world, one grass, one heaven.
I like the proud plum in the snow and ice, the quiet orchid in the empty valley, the wild chrysanthemum blooming silently in the mountains, and the lotus lotus who is extremely clean. I still remember that when I was in school, I read Zhou Dunyi's "Love Lian Shuo". Since then, the elegant character of lotus "coming out of the mud without stain, cleaning lotus without demon" was deeply rooted in my heart. I always felt in a trance that pink lotus and white lotus blossomed out in my heart that year. "the little tender lotus just revealed the tightly wrapped leaf tip, and the lovely dragonfly came early to stand on it." the scene of "lotus in clear water, natural carving" and natural fresh character. The posture of no vine, no branch, Zhongtong straight, Tingting static planting, fragrant Yuanyuan Yiqing posture, just like that sprouted in my pure heart, my faint lotus dream was woven and brewed in the depths of my heart.
This shallow summer, this May, several torrential rains washed this southernmost metropolis clean, washed thoroughly, and cleaned my dusty heart as clear as water. Taking advantage of the misty rain and the summer wind, I suddenly miss the lotus pond that I have to visit every year. This time, do not want to take care of the children, do not want to be disturbed, I just want to enjoy them quietly, to photograph them in the wind and rain.
Bathing in the rain and blowing the cool wind, I was reunited in the wind and rain with a pool full of lotus flowers. There is a feeling in my heart, that is, I love her endlessly, drenched in the rain, hungry, carrying a camera, taking pictures for a few hours, just to see her different style in the wind and rain! In the summer of previous years, I always fell in love with her in the sunny climate. Today, I found her more elegant and beautiful in the rain, more charming and lighter, more holy and elegant.
Pool after pool of lotus ponds is full of round leaves. The leaves are very high out of the water, holding the canopy, majestic, among the leaves, sparsely dotted with some white flowers, yellow stamens, but also red flowers, the most eye-catching, some blooming, some wrapped in bracts with flowers. The wind, sent wisps of fragrance, into the lungs, Qin heart. After the rain, the flowers are delicate and want to drop, as if to pinch out the water, and the leaves are green and round, like a beauty who has just come out of the bath. Under the leaves is the deep and shallow pool water, can not see the flow, but in Rain Water's shower, ripples layer upon layer, swinging spray circles. I am very glad that I can come here in the rain. Although I am caught in the rain, I also feel that it is a kind of extreme enjoyment and comfort.
"Lotus leaves and fields, between lotus leaves in fish play". And I, dressed in a long dress with a leisurely ancient meaning, walked on the banks of the clear water in that pool, wandering on the wooden corridors, drunk in the charming shadow of the summer lotus in the rain, as if I were in the painting, in which I did not pick lotus for oars or splash ink, but only for the deep love of the lotus, only for the graceful beauty of the lotus fairy.
"the green lotus covers the green water, and the hibiscus is dressed in red. There are lotus roots at the bottom and lotus flowers at the top. " It is said that this year's pool, there is a rare Bengtianlian, and I look left and right, but also did not find the treasure of the lotus. I know, see or not, it is there, looking for it or not, it is also there, and the real Batilian is in my heart.
"Cuigai beauty stands in front of the water, sandalwood powder is uneven, fragrant and sweaty. When the wind blows and the waves turn over, it is difficult to clean up the pearls. " Listen to the rain, the raindrops that fall on the green lotus leaves gather into a rolling rain ball, waiting for the leaf to be unable to bear its weight, gorgeously bow, suddenly burst, pour down, pour into the blue wave pool water, startled circle after circle of deep ripples, frightened so that the fish who are playing and happy quickly escape, but also startled me to stop the camera in my hands, quietly listen to the raving words of the lotus, and silently feel the murmur of the lotus.
I am obsessed with squatting in a corner, attentively patting those lotus leaves floating on the surface of the water, suddenly, a gust of wind, carrying the rain, sweeping over the pink branches, one piece after another, the ruddy petals from the handle, falling on the leaves I am staring at, what a perfect connection, what a beautiful sound of nature, what an intoxicating moment of withering and falling! I pressed the shutter at an amazing speed to freeze the beauty of this moment!
As soon as I put it down, my heart blossoms like a lotus. The green lotus is the most Buddhist and Zen plant in the world. The lotus is also the clearest and clearest gentleman in the flowers in the depths of the world. Those blossoming green lotus before the Buddha, awake with compassion, every day, whether it is the Sanskrit sound curling day, or the moonlit night, listening to the twilight drum and morning bell, reading scripture poems, infecting the Buddha's spirituality, blossoming and shining, sunrise and sunset, spring to summer, reincarnation, listening to the Bodhi past, stained with the Liantai Buddha light, has already become the most elegant clean thing in the minds of many people.
If there is an afterlife, I am really willing to be a green lotus in the water and settle in a corner in front of the Buddha. Every day listening to the eaves corners of the subtle, unidentifiable wind, watching the trance sparse shadow of the moon. No matter how slowly time flows outside the threshold, or how fast it goes, Lian remains the same. Those who come from the world of mortals, take off all their worldly costumes, return to the truth, and start a long and clear soul dialogue with a lotus. " The lotus growing leisurely in the weak water 3000, half into the dust, half out of the dust, from generation to generation, the wheel return, ice and jade clean, tranquil and elegant, independent of the world, the interpretation of only their own unique Bodhi time, swimming across their own, but also swimming across others.
Always feel that the most beautiful love in the world should be that you are the Buddhist pagoda and I am the green lotus in front of the Buddha, not for the surging passion day and night, but only for the companionship of Tian Chang Di Jiu (Eternal Dumpling), which is suitable for the shade of love and love, but for the everlasting interdependence and peace between the distant and the near. I am the lotus seed you left 500 years ago, blooming for you once a year, once a year for you, how many people have praised the reserve of the lotus, how many people have guessed the thoughts of the lotus, all the old dreams, all the fleeting events, the precipitation of the years, the polishing of time, the air-drying, transformed into tonal and melodious Tang poetry and melodious Song ci, evolved into the most beautiful reunion of strangers in the world of mortals over the years. You come gently, I gently go, a love relationship such as lotus begins. I love you calm and calm, you love me as soft as water, we agreed that as long as time is not old, we will not disperse; as long as time is still there, love will last forever.
If there is an afterlife, I would like to be a lotus, standing in the heart of a lake of clear water, stretching a gentle and gentle posture, keeping a vegetarian heart with the same feelings for a thousand years, quietly releasing fragrance, even if it withered and fell, I also left the residual lotus to listen to the sound of the rain.
If there is an afterlife, I would like to be grateful, standing quietly in half an acre of square ponds, quiet as a hedge, indifferent as simple, heart like a mirror, dust-free, noisy, ignoring prosperity, light clouds and clear wind is my belief, holy and magnanimous is my temperament, with a clear and graceful attitude, sending out a dense and light fragrance, waiting for the person who can understand the mountains and rivers to wade in the water, blow the sentimental flute for me, and play a cloud and water Zen for me. What do you want from such adventures?
(wild chrysanthemum in Taoyuan)
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