Looking for osmanthus trees in the empty mountains, folding incense to think of old friends. The old friend looks across the autumn water and frowns every time.

The reason why I put this poem at the beginning of the article is because I started to have a different feeling for Osmanthus fragrans, which probably started after reading this poem by Jiang Kui.

I would also like to talk about Jiang Kui here. I know that Jiang Kui was impressed by his words: "Twenty-four bridges are still there, the waves are stirring, the cold moon is silent, I read the red medicine beside the bridge, and I know who I was born for every year." I thought: How can there be such sadness? Where are the poignant images and such tragic and poignant words? From then on, he became Jiang Kui's crazy fan and never left the trap again. So, when I saw this poem by Jiang Kui, I thought again: How could there be a plant like osmanthus that can express such deep, sad, and beautiful feelings? Since then, I have become a big fan of Osmanthus, and I have never been out of trouble again.

Since then, every time when the osmanthus branches are fragrant, others talk about osmanthus wine, osmanthus stuffed rice, and osmanthus cake. I just want to go out to look for osmanthus, preferably to the mountains. Go and experience the feeling of "Nanshan Beishan Road, carrying flowers like moving clouds". But when I got to the mountain, I realized that I was still too stupid and naive to implement the idea, because in this day and age, this feeling can only be experienced in the botanical garden. However, I am more forgetful, so I still do it every year. I have to repeat this mistake once, and over time, I will get used to it. Besides, in the vast mountains, following the scent of osmanthus to find osmanthus trees, there is always an indescribable sense of pleasure.

At first I went into the field empty-handed, but later I equipped myself with a camera and was very patient and decisive in finding the best shooting angle. middle. But I only came here for Osmanthus fragrans, and the times have come to the point where I can take selfies and retouch pictures anytime and anywhere with my mobile phone. After thinking about it, I decisively gave up all technical means and concentrated on searching for Osmanthus fragrans with bare hands, and I enjoy this without getting tired and go back and forth happily without thinking about Shu.

In the process of looking for osmanthus, I will occasionally see red osmanthus, whose scientific name is "Dangui". It is different from the common golden osmanthus and silver osmanthus with yellow, light yellow and white flowers. The flowers are red, and the flowering period is usually in September or October. Dangui is a natural and artificial osmanthus species. It is also the rarest species group and the most completely evolved species among osmanthus species.

To be honest, if it weren’t for my hobby of looking for osmanthus, I’m afraid my impression of osmanthus would only be the picture in the textbook. But the moment I saw a tree of osmanthus in full bloom, I was still attracted by it. I was a little surprised. The magic of nature always makes me feel that I am a vegetable in vain~~

The cinnamon branches are not broken, and the cinnamon fragrance still has to be smelled under the osmanthus tree to be interesting, not to mention , compared to looking at each other across the autumn water with my old friend, I still prefer that my old friend "come to chant under the green industry and practice the cool breeze in the wind". As I write this, I realize that I have written a thousand words but am digressing thousands of miles away from the topic. In fact, changing the title to "A literary young man's affair with Osmanthus fragrans and the indescribable things that night" might get more clicks, but I don't want to.