1,000 words of thoughts after reading "February Orchid"

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"February Orchid" 1000 words after reading Part 1 In the blink of an eye, somehow, the entire Yan Garden became the world of Er Er Lan.

February orchid is a common wild flower.

The flowers are small, purple and white.

There is nothing special about the flower shape or color.

If there are only one or two among the flowers, they will never attract anyone's attention.

But it has many victories. Every spring, when the gentle breeze blows, small flowers bloom; at first there are only one, two, or a few.

But in the blink of an eye, in one night, they can become hundreds, thousands, or ten thousand flowers.

It has the momentum to surpass hundreds of flowers.

I have lived in Yanyuan for more than 40 years.

At first I didn't particularly notice this little flower.

Until the year before last, maybe it was the year when the February orchid bloomed. I suddenly discovered that starting from the small hill next to the building where I lived, I walked all over the garden. Everywhere I looked, there were February orchids.

Beside the house, under the fence, in the forest, on the top of the mountain, on the slopes, by the lake, wherever there is an open space, there is a cloud of purple air, interspersed with white mist, and the little flowers are blooming vividly and vividly. The momentum is extraordinary, and the purple air shoots straight into the sky.

The universe seems to have turned purple.

In my daze, I suddenly discovered that February Orchids had climbed up the trees. Some had climbed to the top of the tree, and some were trying hard to climb. It seemed that I could even hear the sound of breathing.

I was really surprised: Could it be that the February Orchid has really become a spirit? When I took a closer look, it turned out to be some wisterias in the February Orchid bush, which were also blooming. The color of the flowers was exactly the same as the February Orchid.

, all that is missing is the white mist.

I actually find this hallucination of mine very interesting.

With a clear mind, I observed carefully: except for the flower shape, the color is really the same.

Anyway, I knew that these were two kinds of plants, and I was confident in my mind. However, in the blink of an eye, I still saw the February Orchid climbing up the branches.

Is this real? Or an illusion? Just let it go.

Ever since I realized the existence of February Orchid, some memories related to February Orchid immediately came to my mind.

Things that I had rarely thought of or not thought of at all now come to mind; trivial things that I thought were very ordinary now seem very extraordinary.

I suddenly realized clearly that this very ordinary wild flower actually occupies such an important position in my life.

I was a little surprised myself.

The strands of my memories start from the small dirt hill next to the building.

This small earthen hill was nothing surprising at first. It was only two or three meters high and covered with weeds.

Back when the bad wind was blowing wildly, everyone in the building was summoned to pull weeds every time they "cleaned the house." This was not "greening" but "yellowing."

Every time I secretly hate the amount of weeds on this hill.

Later, for unknown reasons, the mountain was piled one or two meters higher.

In this way, the mountain becomes quite mountainous.

The green pines in the east and the green cypresses in the west seem to have regained their youth, and are lush all year round.

There is an elm tree in the middle. Judging from the age of the tree, it can only be regarded as the great-grandson of pine and cypress. However, it also has lush branches and high branches that penetrate into the clear blue sky.

I don't remember when I noticed the February orchid on the hill.

The blooming of this wild flower probably varies from year to year.

When I encounter Xiaonian, I only open a few sparse patches before and after the hill.

During the New Year, the mountains in front and behind will bloom into large areas.

Er Erlan seemed to be going crazy.

We often talk about flowers "in full bloom", but the use of the word "anger" is really wonderful.

When the February Orchid is "angry", it seems to draw a primitive power from the depths of the earth, and it must bloom all over the world. The purple energy rushes into the sky, and even the universe seems to have turned purple.

Dongpo's poem said: "The moon waxes and wanes, and people have joys and sorrows. This is difficult to do in ancient times." But the flowers seem to have no joys and sorrows.

They open when they should open; they disappear when they should disappear.

They are "in the midst of great waves", letting everything take its course, and they don't care about sorrow or joy.

This is what my February orchid looks like.

"February Orchid" 1,000-word review, Part 2. I have been very busy recently, and I am slowly starting to get tired of life.

So I walked into the library, slowly calmed down, and picked up my favorite prose. Suddenly I remembered that the teacher said that prose has the essence of "the form is scattered but the spirit is not separated", so I found an article "February Orchid" by Ji Xianlin.

》, I accidentally browsed and found the herbal tea of ??life. I drank and tasted it, and the fragrance of February Orchid actually made me see the glimmer of life again.

Before introducing this article, I have to introduce the author of the article.

This article is selected from Ji Xianlin's "Nostalgia Collection", written in 1993.

Ji Xianlin is a master of Chinese studies and was once regarded as one of the representatives of the "Laosheng School" of prose.

"February Orchid" is Mr. Ji Xianlin's work to express his feelings.

With his open-minded and open-minded mind and plain and concise writing style, the teacher tells readers a life story filled with the faint fragrance of February orchids.

This article mainly expresses the author's infinite nostalgia for his lost relatives through the author's recollection of some people and things with Er Erlan. It also expresses the author's life sentiments of smiling at the warmth and joy of life in the face of adversity and experiencing the true joys and sorrows in life.

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