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Wei Zihua's Prose

In summer, many things accumulate and overlap, and my mood is extremely irritable. Many times, I can't do what I like. But there is not much regret, because looking back, there will still be a lot of gains. In life, every experience is a valuable asset, because only then will something happen to others, and "irreversibility" is also worth appreciating.

How many times does Woniu Park pass by a day? Pay attention to colorful trees before the holiday, because this is a newly built park. Unfortunately, I don't have time to miss it. Every day goes by, but just a quick glance is enough to surprise time. Because I have never seen Ziwei. I thought this flower would only appear in dreams, but I didn't expect it to appear in front of me one day, and I could even smell it! What does it feel like to be within reach?

Thank God, you can give me a holiday to clear my confused thoughts. That tree has blossomed. It is in front of your eyes and in your heart. It turned out that I thought that every day I passed by, it was a hundred-day red, and the top of the tree was blooming. I didn't expect to look carefully, but it was so elegant and dignified, like a mature woman. These days, I have time to look closely and appreciate it carefully before I know: Lagerstroemia is in bloom!

Lagerstroemia indica blooms! Where is Erkang? Yes, when I saw the crape myrtle blossom, 1970 years later, the first thing that came to my mind was Princess Zhu Huan, which was galloping on horseback. In a blink of an eye, more than 20 years have passed, and my children are chasing "Morphy". Times are really different. The passage of time is really unpredictable. In a blink of an eye, my child grew up. A tree blooms and dies in the blink of an eye. What will it leave behind? Everything will eventually become a thing of the past, and prosperity will be exhausted. What will be left?

Watch a tree blossom and enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of you!

Few people know that these flowers are crape myrtle. I asked the florist, some of them are taking care of the long tap, some are weeding, and some are fertilizing. "We don't know what it is, just work!" It is true that their eyes may only have work, because this is their job, and planting flowers and weeding in their eyes is their job. Their contribution is to let more people enjoy it! It's just that they don't express much!

Enjoy the scenery in front of you!

Yin Wei. There are only two trees in the whole park. I really like the petals of Lagerstroemia indica, which are stacked in clusters. Every petal has folds, and every fold is just right. Stamens are also tortuous, and anthers are a little yellow. Of all the petals I have seen, only carnations and ornamental pomegranates are the petals of this fold. This is natural lace, noble and elegant. If a fashion designer designs this kind of natural petals on clothes, it must be a beautiful dress! My eyes seem to conjure up a big dance skirt, pure white color, rotating and elegant, pure and flawless, straight into the heart and lungs.

Wei Zi. This is the most common' sweet osmanthus'. It is the largest in the park, about a dozen. That lavender hangs on the crape myrtle tree like a car cover, and the purple folds sway in front of you like clouds. As soon as the wind passes, the fragrance of flowers attacks people, and the word "wealth" comes into my heart. The bud like a small grain of rice is round and bulging, the petal like a pepper is in bud, and the purple bursts from the gap, as if to splash out. This tree is purple, purple fog fills the air, and smoke clouds are dense and dreamlike.

Hong Wei. A red flower. It has been cloudy these days. The trees are so bright and charming under the gray-yellow sky and on the green grass. Seeing the roses in this tree, there is a softness flowing out of my heart and moving with the flowers. A moment may be just a moment, and you can't tell where flowers are and where people are. People who look at flowers may be like this, and so are people who love flowers. It is difficult to separate from each other, so that they can feel the surge of life and realize the true meaning of flowers. That kind of red, as if to squeeze out water as delicate and charming!

A tree is different from Wei. Such plants, either sticking out from the side or winding in Wolong, have scarlet branches, deep purple branches and silvery white branches. No matter from which angle, it is so hierarchical. Obviously, this is grafted. There is only one such plant, but it is enough for people to watch and taste it again and again.

However, no matter how I check, flowers are still flowers, trees are still trees. Just like the flower workers are still doing their jobs in an orderly way, they are all doing their own things silently.

Don't laugh at the stupidity in the world, as stupid as me?

I see flowers blooming and falling every day. There is a difference between flowers blooming in the hot sun and flowers blooming in the storm. Some petals have fallen, and the trees and grass have been dotted with patches of fast-flushers and dots. That dark green carpet stretches on and on. "Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers more." Oh, even falling in love is so affectionate, how can you blame me for not being affectionate?