More than ten years ago, when "spring tides are like tides, flowers are like the sea", a friend came to Li Xiang to be a guest and let us meet in the pear garden. He is not only good at poetry and writing, but also has made great achievements in Danqing Kung Fu. After half a year's separation, when the pear tree was full of pears and turned into Huang Chengcheng and delicious big pears, I received an elaborate ink painting of the pear garden sent to me by him thousands of miles away:
A stream winds and stretches, several pear trees are in full bloom, and the pear trees are as fat as snow. How many huts are hidden under the pear trees, and the wine flags are fluttering. There are several tea tables under the thatched cottage, and several cups of warm tea are still emitting faint heat, and several snowflakes are scattered beside the blue-and-white tea set.
The whole painting seems to have just dispersed, and the meaning is still unfinished. Draw a few meaningful little words: "Encounter in Pear Town". What an unexpected encounter! I didn't see a figure, but I outlined the feelings and scenery of Pear Township incisively and vividly. But he said in the attached letter that the deficiency of this painting is that there is still a soul missing-the soul of pear country. Come back when you agree, and let me, an out-and-out pear countryman, help him find this pear town soul. But where is this pear town soul?
Some people say that "the benevolent loves mountains and the wise man love the water", but I love pear flowers in my hometown alone. Although people often refer to my hometown as my hometown, to me, my hometown is like a bee picking flowers. No matter how far I fly, I haven't been far away for a long time. I have a soft spot for every plant, tree and flower in my hometown. Although I can tell all the beautiful scenery of the pear garden at once, it is difficult to find out what the soul of the pear garden is, even though I know she should exist and it is not far from me. This magical land on the north bank of the Yellow River was hit into an endless plain in the yellowing of the past dynasties. This hit plain has both the wildness of roaring the Yellow River and the emptiness of the Loess Plateau. However, in this desolate land, pear blossoms as white as snow and as beautiful as virgins were born, which attracted scholars and poets of all ages to write poems and articles. That is, those lines of poems and articles have made many tourists flock in this flowering season. A celebrity once said: "Jiangshan also needs literati to praise." However, I always vaguely feel that I don't praise the pears in Lixiang enough, and there seems to be something missing. This may be my preference for my hometown, and this may be what my friends call the soul of the pear garden!
I told my friends that you must choose the right time to go to Pear Town to find the "soul". Pear blossoms are not yet in full bloom, and the pear blossom country is still whispering under the urging of spring, such as waking up the baby for the first time. The branches that have just been softened by the east wind, like the arms of a virgin, are gentle and shy. The dormant bud in full bloom, like a baby in a cradle, swings in midair. People who can't stand the temptation of spring are scattered in pear blossoms, looking for traces of spring. A forbearing fragrance, waiting to sprout in the gentle breeze. If you are not careful, you will miss the flowering period. Pears full of trees are not with people, flying among trees, falling into disputes and inadvertently falling into graves. Being there, feeling the physical injury, gives people a kind of sadness that life is easy to get old, flowers are easy to wither, time is in a hurry, and people are homesick. It is inevitable that people will sigh "I am a passer-by." From this point of view, what kind of philosophy is "flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers" But even if pear flower falls dies, it will be so magnificent, so carefree, so beautiful and beautiful in the end.
Some people say that you don't know the beauty of mountains and rivers until you get to Guilin, but you don't know what a flower sea is until you see the pear flowers in Pear Township. When the pear flower is in full bloom, it has not yet entered Yangxin County, and its fragrance has already opened its arms to welcome it. Pear has always been elegant, although it contains fragrance, but it never makes public, maintaining inner humility and tranquility. But when tens of thousands of acres, tens of millions and hundreds of millions of pears are clustered together and competing to open, the fragrance is so rich and unrestrained that people can't find suitable words to describe it for a while. But one thing is certain, at this moment, it must make people really feel what it means to be a flower. When singing a big drama, the protagonist has not yet appeared, and often sings loudly. People call it sound. When I entered Pear Town, I didn't see its flowers, but I smelled its fragrance first. Maybe it should be called "robbing people first" Here, I can confidently say that I haven't waited to see the pear blossoms, and the smell of flowers alone is enough to make people intoxicated.
When you are looking for fragrance, don't ignore the lonely pear tree that stands suddenly near you in the fields and villages. The lonely pear tree, isolated in vilen, is like a fountain. A tree is white, graceful, swaying, narcissistic, lonely and independent, just like a beautiful woman who falls in love with spring. That kind of feeling, that kind of scene, that kind of beauty, that kind of charm, just like the girl described in Li Yannian's poem-
There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent. Take care of the city, then the country. ...
Cross the flowing water bridge, bypass the madao thatched cottage, and then go deep into the pear garden. Pear trees have long been connected, and the magnificent scenery has long been fascinating. When I entered the flower forest, I couldn't tell which flower was blooming on which tree. Like a jungle mountain, a sea of flowers. If you look up at this time, the whole world will be warm and white, and Lan Xue will be all over the world. If the snow-capped mountains stand quietly, if the flowers surge, it will be enough to give people a strong shock, enough to make people feel relaxed and forget all the insults.
If you appreciate the flowers with your heart, I suggest you step down from a height, walk into the pear bushes, get close to the pear trees, and enjoy the purity and beauty of pear flowers from a distance. Look at the yellow buds, dancing in the wind. There are clusters of flowers in the middle of the leaves, with white in light yellow and sacred in white. I saw pear blossoms in different shapes on the crooked branches, some of which were so quiet and quiet as virgins; Some are so proud, proud as heroic female soldiers; Some are so funny, such as naughty children, blinking provocative eyes. Those pears are so innocent and pure.
If there is an opportunity, I will be in the pear blossom country with a drizzle. At this time, the pear blossoms are fragrant, and if tears hang on both cheeks, they are quiet, quiet and beautiful. So handsome, so lonely, it's a pity, I can't stop, I want to talk about it ... Now I'm stepping into the flowers, but I see pear blossoms on my temples, red clouds dyeing apricot faces and peach cheeks, the breeze blowing like a shallow spring mountain, and my waist is as drunk as a begonia, so charming. In Bai Juyi's Bath for the Imperial Lady, tears fall down her sad white face, like spring rain on pear flowers. At this time, if you can hear Li Shengsu and Yu Kuizhi's Ode to the Pear Flower, you will be fascinated-
Pear blossoms, spring rains, pear flower falls, spring into the mud. This life is only for one person, saying that he is also crazy about the king. However, God-given grace can't be concealed. I hate a mystery for a long time and an idea for a long time. ...
It's the flower season, and if it's dusk, it's even more beautiful. I saw the afterglow of the sunset sprinkled on the branches, leaving mottled tree shadows. The white pear flower is rendered into a faint golden color by the faint dusk, and the flower-picking bees can't tell which is the petal and which is the stamen in an instant, shouting at their companions happily, bypassing the branches and returning to the nest. Those who enjoy the flowers are gradually leaving with endless fatigue. The noisy pear garden gradually quieted down in the evening, revealing its elegant and reserved nature. Occasionally, I saw a few lovers, heaven and earth, flower trees, dyed by golden light, enjoying a moment of peace among the winding branches and flowers. Suddenly, a night breeze blew, and a few petals wiped the lover's face and landed on the shoulders of this handsome man and beauty. ...
There are countless pear blossoms, and you can't see the scenery everywhere. Not to mention a one-day trip to the pear garden, even people in the Pear Flower Grand View Garden can hardly describe the whole picture of the pear garden, let alone find the "soul of the pear garden". Carefully pursue the distance. The landscape of this pear town is not artificially created, but the soil conducive to the growth of pear trees is also unique. "sea travel hates the ancient times, and there are many beautiful women in pear flower country." The legend that pear country has many beautiful women since ancient times is not groundless. Living in pear township, there are pear blossoms and pears. The beautiful women in pear township are naturally exquisite, and the handsome men in pear township are naturally symmetrical.
It is said that this kind of pear fruit, like flat peach, is the fairy fruit of Yaochi. Just because Wu Zetian of the Zhou Dynasty had a strange disease, she often had asthma and night sweats, which upset her and made it difficult to manage state affairs. In a small way, the queen can't enjoy life in person, but in a big way, it is related to the security of the world. As a result, the imperial court posted the imperial list and searched for the famous doctors of Xiandao again, but all failed. This incident shocked the heaven, and the mother of the Western Heavenly King saw that her luck was not exhausted, and she was also a rare monarch of the queen. For the people of the world, only the well-being of the Queen can be guaranteed first. With a kind idea, the Queen Mother granted the pears in Yaochi to the mortal world, and chose good soil and fertile soil to plant them widely. One is to treat the queen, and the other is to benefit the people. Because I was tired of the simple folk customs and rich land, I chose this land of geomantic omen. The fairy gave pears and planted fairy fruits widely ... The fairy not only gave the queen pears, but also gave the pear town fertile land. Of course, the goddess in the sky also gave secret recipes, such as pear vinegar, pear drink, pear paste and pear crisp, which were all developed according to the fairy's formula. The queen's asthma gradually recovered after taking pear cream. This pear paste pear fruit not only cured the queen's illness, but after taking this pear fruit, the queen gradually found that the texture was more and more delicate, the flesh and blood were symmetrical, and the realm was deep and far-reaching, as beautiful as a girl. After the queen discovered this secret, she never forgot to put a big pear beside the pillow before going to bed, and woke up in the middle of the night to take a bite. Of course, there are still many fairy recipes that have not been made public about this heart-nourishing pear, but there is nothing I can do, because the fairy has told me not to make it public for the time being ... but I can secretly tell readers a secret that heart-nourishing pears taste better without bagging.
During the Qingming Festival, Yangxin spring breeze blows and the spring tide fluctuates. Pastoral architecture, villages are falling, pear blossoms are everywhere, and flowers are like brocade. If the breeze swings, it will be spectacular. Every pear tree is a poem and every pear garden is a song. Spring scenery makes Yangxin colorful, and spring tide makes Yangxin surging. Everything is in the world, and every leaf is always related to love. Where can I find this "pear town soul"? Song people have a saying-
Spring outing is vast, and every year is the season of cold pear eating. White brocade has no grain and no fragrance, and Yushu Qiongpa piles snow. The quiet night is heavy, floating and hazy, and the cold soaks into the moon. In the earth's sky, rotten silver clouds sparkle. Hun as a real person, graceful, with a comfortable and noble spirit. People with different channels are not in the same column as the square group. Heroic and bright, the immortal material is outstanding, and it is difficult to divide the soil. When Yaotai returned, the cave was clearly seen.
I have traveled all over the valleys and villages in pear township, seen the sea of flowers and seen the independent flowers in the village. Maybe from this sentence of Song people, I can help us find the "soul of pear country"! Perhaps, making friends with "Pear Town Soul" also needs a kind of fate. Then, my friend, when the pear blossoms, I leaned against a tree and made a pot of green tea by a bay stream, covered with sunset. In this romantic season, I am waiting for you in the pear garden!