Do you have a composition about the 24 solar terms?

Bi Shumin once said, "Festivals are orders." Yes, we can watch reeds and leaves in Duanyang, eat crabs and enjoy the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, and cook a pot of wine around the stove when it is snowing heavily. Tomatoes in winter will not have the enthusiasm of the sun, and chestnuts in autumn will be especially sweet. However, living in the present is busy and tiring. Parents are busy with life, and we take root in the classroom for learning. When I was a child, I recited the phrase "Spring rains shake the valley days, summer is busy and summer is connected with Xia Xia", which has gradually retreated to the corner of memory-we have lost the season and nature.

It is said that as early as the Spring and Autumn Period, the ancestors of the Chinese nation had already formed a preliminary understanding of solar terms. In the next 3000 years, 24 solar terms became what they are now: beginning of spring, Jing Zhi, Qingming and Grain Rain. Mysterious heaven and earth, vast universe, spring ploughing in Xia Yun, autumn harvest in winter storage. I have seen the historical vicissitudes of more than 2,000 years, which are full of clouds and smoke, and all the prosperity, honor, disgrace, sadness and joy are mixed together, which is difficult to see through. Riding an iron horse, Han, who was brave and good at fighting, passed away, and the prosperous Tang Dynasty dissipated, and the Ming and Qing Dynasties, which condensed blood and tears, fell. There are only twenty-four solar terms, and with day after day, farming cycles year after year.

Jiangnan, where flowing water does not bridge, may be a green wheat field in front of Dai Li in the drizzle before and after Tomb-Sweeping Day. Behind him is a small farmhouse with white walls and black tiles shrouded in misty rain. The vast loess plateau echoes the place where people roam in heaven, and hardworking and simple women spread the harvested corn in front of the cave. Twenty-four solar terms, from a heavy history, have already carried too many stories and vicissitudes of Chinese civilization.

Now, the era of industrialization and urbanization has come. How should the 24 solar terms exist? I also carefully recorded the germination time of ginkgo biloba, and found that several rains at the vernal equinox really had the magical effect of turning the pale face of the frozen earth back to black in severe winter. But I can't seem to do more. I can't stay up until the wee hours just to know when the first drop of autumn dew will fall. I must muster up enough energy to cope with the next day's study. So I gradually became numb and missed, missed the "spring leeks cut in the night rain", missed the "lotus flowers on my head", missed the "yellow flowers in the battlefield are particularly fragrant" and missed the "fishing for the elderly in the cold snow". I sometimes wake up in the long numbness, ask my classmates today's date, and secretly check what scenery and stories I missed before and after the solar term.

It's cold November, and I count with my fingers, and I've missed the bright moon on the 24th Bridge, the autumn tide in Qiantang River, the cool fog in Putuo Mountain and the residual lotus in Lizhi Bay. Maybe these scenery will be better next year, but this year's scenery has finally failed. I want to realize it in a way that is closest to nature.

Listen, the wind outside the window is still lingering.