Beautiful passages: Excerpts from beautiful articles describing summer plants.

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Excerpts from beautiful articles describing plants in summer: Lotus Songs

The breeze blew across the calm lake, leaving ripples on the lake. Lotus leaves are rippling layer by layer, and dew is swaying in the lotus leaves, just like a naughty doll, playing in the wind through the hotbed of lotus leaves and constantly rolling and frolicking in the green waves.

Among the green leaves, graceful lotus flowers are like girls after bathing, delicate and shy, and sometimes so pure, so elegant and so charming.

This scene is so pleasant and charming, just like a wonderful picture. I seem to experience the realm of poetry in the painting, and see the powerful brushstrokes of the literati, leaving a lush lotus picture of this moment for history, and fixing the moment as eternity.

Lotus, also known as lotus, has been a noble symbol since ancient times. Zhou Dunyi once wrote Say, Yun? Give the only love lotus a muddy but not dirty, clear but not demon? Even if you are in the mud, you can still be clean and free. Ying Ying is about to drip, silently contributing a touch of pink to nature, lotus seeds to mankind, and adding an elegant fragrance to people.

I still remember the scene of drizzle hitting the lake in summer and the rhythm of making the lake ripple little by little, until the raindrops gradually subsided and the ripples gradually recovered naturally, leaving only the lotus leaves playing in a graceful posture on the calm lake. Finally, the rain stopped, but the frog couldn't bear the loneliness. Do you want to break the silence in the middle of the night and show your own voice? Frogs? The scene. This song is sometimes as loud and mellow as Hong Zhong, and sometimes as gentle and delicate as Ying Ge. It is the lotus that provides them with unlimited fun, allowing them to roam freely and show their singing voice.

Whenever I arrive at this place and pass the winding mountain road, I think I have finished my day's work and enjoyed my commute. After crossing this lotus pond, there will always be a visual impact, and they will always give me a sense of spiritual comfort. Especially in the early morning, the elegant fog permeates the whole lake, just like a fairyland on earth. A touch of light green complements the whole picture, adding vitality to the lake and the bleak autumn. I can't help but thank you for this one-hour trip home, and even more thank you for the commute trip provided by the company.

Lotus, the gentleman of flowers. Lotus has a broad mind that embraces the frolicking of creatures, and it is also conveying the spirit of ignorance.

Abstract: Jasmine is a beautiful article describing summer plants.

A faint fragrance wafted from the humble corner of the flower market and brought me to a pot of jasmine. White buds appeared on the weak branches and some small flowers with smiling faces on the leaves. I was pleasantly surprised to see that it was like a long-lost friend, and a sense of intimacy came to me. It's as if the old hand-cranked record player and the blooming copper morning glory flashed before my eyes. What a beautiful jasmine, accompanied by music and flowers, I can't help but bend down and watch its honor carefully. It is so petite, flawless, pure, emitting an attractive fragrance, gradually wrapped me up, picked up this potted flower and bought it to take home.

In the morning, there is a golden dawn, and the soft light shines on the jasmine through the fog. Jasmine bathed in the morning light is particularly energetic, smiling to meet the rising sun, and its fragrance is filled in the fresh air.

I like jasmine. Looking at its flowers and smelling the warm fragrance, it seems to have brought me into my childhood. At that time, the old lady in the market would spread a wet cloth in a small bamboo basket with jasmine flowers neatly placed on it. It is to string small white flowers or flower bones into a fan shape with thin wire, and finally bend the wire into a small ring. Women in old Shanghai seldom used perfume, but they liked to hang small jasmine flowers on the buttons of cheongsam. Its embellishment adds elegance and nobility to women.

Whenever I am lucky enough to get one, I will hang it on the button like an adult, and the flowers will slowly rise and fill your sense of smell. When you let it suck deeply, it will make you intoxicated, as if there is a feeling of ecstasy, and familiar songs will always ring in my ears. This is the unique style of old Shanghai, a culture in which flowers accompany cheongsam.

Looking at these humble jasmine flowers, I think some of them are elegant and colorful in the sea of flowers. They use the posture and color of flowers to show their striking. However, some flowers with simple shapes use their delicate fragrance to stimulate people's sense of smell. Biology may be fair, big flowers look good, small flowers smell good. Although jasmine has no enchanting appearance, it has gained a fragrance, and it is difficult to have both. I think it is different for human beings.

Excerpt from an American article describing summer plants: osmanthus fragrans

That year, crape myrtle bloomed and flourished, and it was beautiful all summer, nourishing whose feelings, sunrise and sunset, rain or shine. Lagerstroemia indica has a long flowering period. Calculate every morning and afternoon, walk under the flowers, and there is a faint fragrance scattered around without deliberately smelling it. Looking around, lavender, pink, trees, clouds, clusters, should that really be the sentence? Flowers? This is Wei Zihua that I have heard of.

Every time I go near it, I can't help but stop and have a look together, and then I feel very happy all day. I have never liked such flowers. It is so blooming that it can't be said to be gorgeous, but it can really touch my heart. It is not only pleasing to the eye by its large area, but also by its meticulous spirit. If you are far away, you may think that she is just attracting people's attention on a large scale. In fact, this is what you don't understand. Once you are willing to get close to her, you can easily find that the crape myrtle dotted on the branches is so serious, so meticulous, so orderly and so unambiguous. After a rain, Osmunda japonica not only did not wither, but became more and more beautiful after being baptized by rain. In fact, they were so delicate and charming all summer, as if they could drop water from her.

Maybe because? The extremes of things will be reversed, and the extremes of things will decline? For this reason, Osmunda japonica has almost disappeared this year. If someone hadn't reminded me, I would have almost forgotten their existence. In fact, as early as spring returns to the earth and everything recovers, those Lagerstroemia speciosa trees have fallen behind other plants, and the whole branches are in a surprisingly decadent state. The dark branches are not green, as if they had just been burned. How did this happen? !

I couldn't believe my eyes when I thought of Wei Zi flowers last year. I thought: what makes them so decadent, as if their luck had run out? Do they just exist for that flower? Finish it consciously after you spend it? Mission? , not repeat yesterday's absolute beauty. Hua, Hua, if that's the case, you're not my confidant, but how can I bear to watch you spoil yourself like this, whether it's a natural disaster or a man-made disaster? You give me some inspiration! Flowers bloom silently, flowers fall for a certain time, and flowers bloom and fall all the time. Flowers bloom and should be grateful; Flowers bloom and fall without regret. Flowers are like this, so are personnel? So-called? Ten years in Hedong, ten years in Hexi? Yesterday's scenery was just a flash. Isn't it all the same when the prosperity is gone? All kinds of love, hate and enmity in the world are only temporary. Things are impermanent, their origins end, and sometimes they come and go, but they are just a dream! Nothing in the world is eternal, let alone those beautiful things. The more beautiful things are, the more fragile they are, and they are easily coveted and destroyed by other things. Have there been few such things since ancient times? Aside from those objective factors, isn't there such a thing as heaven is law? Once we see through this, what can we not let go of those fame, honor, disgrace, love and hate?

Look at these flowers in Wei Zi. After these months of suffering and struggle, although it has come out of the gate of hell, it is not as lush as last year. Instead, it is sparsely dotted with purple flowers, each cluster is only a few, very sparse, not as bright and dazzling as last year, but a little shabby. Is this still the crape myrtle I saw last year? I can't help sighing and feeling, but I didn't stop there, but tried to find out the reason for her decline. What made her? Heaven? Fall into? Hell? what's up Some people say that it is because the surrounding trees are too dense, which not only robbed them of their nutrients, but also blocked the sun, which made them what they are today; Or is it because of poor management? Who knows? What we can do now, I'm afraid, is to pray for these Wei Zi flowers in front of us, and pray that they can survive this very dark year for them, and in the coming year, they can freely bloom their beauty and even shine like in previous years, so that the whole world can fall for them and cheer for them.