Xia He's prose

Xia He Prose

In summer, the lotus flowers turn pink and the lotus leaves turn green. ——Inscription

Summer is when the lotus flowers are in full bloom. In ancient times, Zhou Dunyi only loved the lotus, but now I also love the lotus.

Waiting for release

When the first chirping of cicadas breaks through the sky, summer has quietly arrived, and the lotus pond will once again welcome the beauty of blooming lotus flowers. Look, there are several budding flower bones peeking out from a green leaf in the pond. Some are about to lose their green clothes; some are still wrapped in green clothes and refuse to bloom...

"The fish plays in the lotus leaves, the fish plays in the east of the lotus leaves, the fish plays in the west of the lotus leaves, the fish plays in the lotus leaves To the south, fish play with lotus leaves to the north." When the fish hear that summer is coming, they can no longer hold back their joy and come to take a look. Fish are playing hide and seek among the lotus leaves, celebrating the arrival of summer and the joy that the lotus is about to bloom. The fish left and the wind came. The wind brings the heat of summer and blows the green clothes of the lotus buds. The branches and vines dance with the wind. Did you hear the laughter of Hua Guduoer? It said it was about to bloom. My eyes focused on a dragonfly, it was vibrating its wings, and I was about to catch it, but it turned and flew towards the pond. Oh! So where is it going? "The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it." It also loves lotus flowers so much. It can’t wait to see the lotus flowers and chat with them in a low voice! Hush, don’t disturb them.

In full bloom

"The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red." The lotus leaves are as green as emeralds, covering the entire lotus pond. Among the endless green leaves on the horizon, the blooming lotus looks particularly red against the red clouds of the sun.

The lotus has finally bloomed!

As the ancients said, the colorful lotus "comes out of the mud without being stained, and washes the ripples without being evil." After seeing the dirty mud at the bottom of the lotus pond, you can simply imagine that the lotus in front of you grows out of the mud and has nothing to say. The lotus is washed with clean water, but you cannot describe it as "beautiful". It is like a gentleman in ancient times. It is not affected by the dirty environment of the world and still maintains its cleanest and purest essence. Lotus is the gentleman of flowers.

The fragrance of lotus spreads into the wind, and the fragrance is far and clear. Compared with the strong fragrance of perfume, this lotus fragrance is several times more elegant and fresh. You have to smell it carefully and it will penetrate your heart and spleen more and more. It drives away the annoying boredom of summer for you, just like planting a beautiful and lovely lotus in your heart.

I saw fish playing in the lotus again, and I was so close to the lotus. I lament that I am not a fish that can play in the pond. I also want to see the beauty of the lotus up close. Recalling the ancient saying "You can watch it from a distance but don't play with it", the lotus can only appreciate its beauty from a distance, but you can't play with it contemptuously. This is just like the principle that a gentleman is inviolable. But it is precisely this way that it can bloom so far away, and people cannot easily get close to play with it.

Reflecting the Moon

As night falls, the moonlight shines on the lotus leaves, making the water sparkle and shine brightly.

The wind blew slowly with a coolness rarely seen during the day, and the lotus flowers danced in the moonlight dance on the wind. The bright moonlight is more dreamy and beautiful than any kind of lighting on the stage, and the lotus pond is the stage.

The lotus flowers look so shy and beautiful under the moonlight. The lotus reflecting the moonlight is like a cute girl in a pink gauze skirt, dancing her favorite dance in front of the moonlight, and expressing all her moods through the moonlight. The moonlight is merciful and puts all its brilliance on the lotus without mercy.

Gradually, the wind stopped blowing, and the cicadas forgot to chirp. The summer night was quiet, with only the lotus and the moonlight reflecting each other. I don’t know whether the moonlight fell in love with the lotus, or the lotus fell in love with the moonlight. I just feel that the time is quiet at this moment.

Finally encountered the moonlight over the lotus pond described by Zhu Ziqing.

Raining

"Rumble..." A thunderous sound drove away the sun and summoned clouds and rain.

"It is raining on the light thunder pond outside the willows, and the sound of raindrops is breaking." The rain hits Xiahe, and the ticking sound cools all the heat of summer. The lotus pond was wet from the rain, and looking around, I could see a hazy lotus lady in the distance, shadowy and shadowy. The lotus was blown unsteadily by the wind and was about to fall, but fortunately it stood upright again. It looks particularly strong in the wind and rain. Different from its weak appearance, it can also be described by the word "sonorous".

The pink clothes of the lotus were soaked by the rain. Although the beauty is not as beautiful as the graceful peony or the graceful narcissus, there is another unique picture of summer lotus in the rain, which is more beautiful and beautiful. Human flavor.

It can be said that "a beautiful woman with a green cover stands near the water, and the sandalwood powder is unevenly fragrant and wet with sweat."

The raindrops jumped and played on the green leaves, and rolled together for a while. The green leaves smiled and bent down, sending them one by one into the lotus pond, to keep company with the lotus flowers, and a few naughty drops of rain Zhu even grabbed Biye and refused to let go, and even attracted more friends. Raindrops are dotted on the green leaves, a ray of sunshine sneaks through the clouds, and the shining raindrops are more like crystal clear pearls. Suddenly "a gust of wind came and the blue waves turned, and the pearls were scattered and difficult to clean up." A burst of laughter of dewdrops on the green leaves came from the depths of the lotus pond.

Withered Pavilion

The summer wind is gradually replaced by the autumn wind, and the lotus pond loses the joy of cicadas chirping, adding a touch of desolation. In the last days of summer, the lotus flowers gradually withered. The fishes in the past have slowed down their pace, as if they don't want to disturb the silence of the lotus flowers that are about to fall asleep.

Here and there, the beautiful pink dance clothes of the lotus flowers are eroded bit by bit by the ugly yellow, the branches and vines are also becoming silently bending, and the always beautiful and high-headed lotus flowers are lowering bit by bit. Headed. The leaves are tightly wrapped together, like the hands covered by a girl crying, her head drooped. Holding your breath, you can hear it sobbing quietly, and it doesn't want to leave. The green leaves also rolled up their skirts, and the broken leaves told of the coming parting. The fish came to say goodbye to her, and the wind came to say goodbye to her.

The autumn wind is blowing, do you hear it? I heard it say: "My child, it is inevitable for the flowers to bloom and wither. You don’t have to be sad about it for a long time. Although summer is gone, the summer of the coming year will still be there." They will still come, and the lotus flowers will bloom more beautifully. They are just tired now and have to rest under the lotus pond. We will meet again in the coming year. "Waving goodbye to the autumn wind, the lotus flowers danced for the last time in the autumn wind. The dance of life.

At the end of the song, people dispersed, and the flowers withered. "The fragrance of lotus leaves is gone, and the green leaves are gone, and the west wind is worried about the green waves." Flowers, see you next year.

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I have waited for her to be released;

I have been shocked by her blooming;

I have admired it , her reflection;

I have lamented; her rain;

I have been sad, her withered pavilion.

Enjoy the lotus flowers in summer, and the fragrance is everywhere. You know how intoxicating it is to accidentally enter the Fairy Palace.