Sentences describing wisteria

The fifth spring is over. On the tall and sparse flower stand, wisteria has stretched its body strangely according to the route I designed for it, or under the guidance of sunshine, giving birth to countless branches, trying its best to seize its opportunity, seize its fate of planting in this doomed land, and begin to multiply. Now it has raised its head like a girl, and the green leaves cover the sky day by day like its heart. The idea finally appeared in the most beautiful posture-flowering!

In the first year, it was shy and careful, hanging for a while, and it was pink and purple from the branches and leaves. I don't even seem to believe it. Why does a tree blossom? It's almost as difficult as the question "Who am I?" But a wisteria tree doesn't need philosophy, it's just happy, because it will bloom more the next year.

This is man's tree, man's flower and man's fruit. When wisteria was in full bloom, I stood under the flower stand and looked at the smiling face of a girl coming home across the lake; When the wisteria blooms, I stand under the flower stand and look at the fading back of a young man. The smiling faces of girls and the backs of young people actually refer to the growth process of young people. It can be inferred that since the context does not elaborate on humanized trees, culture and fruits, it tells readers that the growth process of young people is the same as that of trees, flowers and fruits, so we should stick to it, that is, tell us that this is not just about wisteria, but about the truth of human growth. The author realized the taste and realm of life from the thick and thin hair of wisteria. Wisteria blooming is the blooming of life and youth, while wisteria falling is the accumulation of life and youth.

In the movie Migratory Birds, Jacques Pauline said, "Birds are always flying. Only birds will never stop flying. " Here, the author introduces another life attitude-the endless pursuit of freedom, which is in sharp contrast with the calm, firm and persistent life shown by Wisteria.

Let me ask this wisteria tree if it is the only one I have left.

In the past fifteen years, wisteria has been in full bloom in spring and lonely in winter, and the winds of the four seasons are its lover. It takes a year to perform a big drama of life, which is neither anxious nor impatient, neither humble nor supercilious, never giving up, and never giving up. Summer is extremely prosperous, autumn withers gradually, I watch it die in winter, and I watch it come back to life in spring. It blooms freely and leaves freely, rain or shine. I planted it in this yard by the lake, and it took root and blossomed wholeheartedly. Anyone who watches it can see that it is calm, peaceful and firm.

Calm, peaceful and firm, isn't this freedom?

Calm, peaceful and firm, isn't this happiness?

Nothing is happier than an ordinary tree and nothing is happier than an ordinary heart. Wisteria told me this truth. Only such a deep and thick root refers to the above-mentioned unhurried, humble, unyielding, unhurried, calm and firm, can a flower of freedom and a strange flower grow.

It's only February. Wisteria this year is really strange. What does it want to say? Is it more affectionate than a person? No one really knows another person, but a tree can. It shows its most beautiful life and wants to keep someone who loves it. I love trees more than my lover in this life, because human life is incomplete. Only one tree is complete, from birth to death, from death to resurrection, endless. Life and death, change, affection and intention, beginning and end, ups and downs are unknown. What it seeks is simple, and it will never give up on you. As long as you plant it, it will be your son and daughter. As long as you plant it, it is your father and it is your mother! The expression here is not contradictory. The life of a tree is complete. It is changeable, affectionate and intentional, and will never abandon you. You plant it, you will care for it like a child, cultivate it, be full of enthusiasm, place hope on it, and expect it to thrive and bear fruit; Similarly, if you plant it, it will give you selfless care, shelter you from the wind and rain, prevent heatstroke and cool you down, bring you the news of spring, the green leaves of life, the joy of harvest and tell you the true meaning of life.

My wisteria has been in full bloom for ten years, and it is flourishing year by year. This prosperity must come from its spiritual comfort. Who says a tree has no dreams? When the flowers fall, I find that every purple flower is like a bird's open wings! Flying is not only a form, but also a piece of sky. As long as you open the flower of life that truly belongs to you, you will fly.