Literary and beautiful things.
Some time ago, heavy snow swept through my city, and looking out of the window of my room, the sky and the earth were only white, and some colors had dissipated.
Although the snow is white and pure, the large snows also render the world a little monotonous and lonely.
Winter is really a season of all things.
But there are always a few special existences, they seem to never know what the wind and snow are, they stand upright, verdant, and bloom on their own, giving people a bit of tenacity and poetry in the silent winter.
They are the best friends of winter
Pine, bamboo, plum.
It is said in ancient texts:
Its nature is cold-resistant, different from other trees, so cold three friends, beautiful to the extreme!
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Pine. The four seasons are evergreen, upright and unyielding.
It is said in the Analects:
The year is cold, and then the pine and cypress are withered. ”
At the end of the year, everything has withered, only the evergreen cedar slowly reveals its true nature in front of people.
The nature of pine probably lies in its unyielding nature.
Throughout the year, whether the wind blows, or the rain, or the cold, or the scorching heat, it remains green and has not changed.
When the peach and plum compete for the fragrance, they are low-key and introverted;
When the world is withered and yellow, the verdant is still there.
In the mountains and mountains, they are like sergeants, rooted in the rocks, blocking the wind and frost, fighting rain and snow, forming a scene of their own scenery, resolute and upright.
Between the cliffs, it is like an old man who has gone through vicissitudes, old and strong, even if it is covered with bruises, it is still full of strength.
Pine is a person with an atmospheric festival, and his nature is lonely and straight, and he grows sharply, which is an example for a gentleman.
I still remember that "Xunzi Da Luo" once said:
The years are not cold, there is no way to know the pine and cypress, and it is not difficult to know the gentleman. ”
In the second half of life, may you have the ambition of an old pine, withstand the wind and rain, endure loneliness, enjoy the flowers, spend the years quietly, not worry or fear, and stand tall and green.
Bamboo. Humility is like a valley, and elegance becomes fun.
Su Shi once said in a poem:
It is better to eat without meat than to live without bamboo.
No meat makes people thin, and no bamboo makes people vulgar. ”
Bamboo, the gentleman among the grass and trees, humble as a valley, has a good heart, since ancient times, the lovers are very rich, countless literati and ink writers or poems or paintings, all express their love.
There are poems that describe its beauty:
Looking at the mystery, the green bamboo is rampant. ”
Some people love its tranquility:
Sitting alone in the secluded grate, playing the piano and howling. ”
Some people praise its style:
Known as Lingyunzhi, tenacity is high. ”
Some people take it as a teacher:
Water energy is my friend, and bamboo is my teacher. ”
Bamboo is a thing, carrying how many human elegance, or living or use, or viewing or appreciating, will hide people's hearts, sieve the wind and make the moon, suddenly interesting.
I still remember Ouyang Xiu once said:
The grass and trees are merciless, sometimes drifting. ”
But bamboo, as a member of the grass and trees, has its own gentleness.
If you live in the mountains, it will become a forest by itself, and it can also grow with the house, conveying poetry and picturesqueness.
It shoots in spring, cool in summer, green in autumn, and when the grass and trees wither, there is also a wonderful, delivered in winter.
It can have: When the six flying flowers enter the house, sit and watch the green bamboo become Qiongzhi", you can also have the tenacity of "thousands of blows and strength, let the east, west, north and south winds", it may be bent by the wind and snow, but never give up easily, as long as there is a chance, it will stand up again.
Therefore, as human beings, we should also have the courage of bamboo, have a bottom line in our hearts, and laugh at the wind and snow.
Plums. Jian Xue cut ice, proud bones.
There is such a poem about Mei that I remember vividly:
The more awe-inspiring the snow storm is, the toughest temperament in the flower. Obsolete will drift away, and shame will be more pitiful to Dongjun.
Plum, the most lonely and arrogant person in the flower, blooming in the snow, floating in the dark fragrance, as a flower, but there has never been a trace of weakness and delicateness, lonely bloom in the cold winter wax moon, not afraid of the cold, no need for shelter, their own flowering, their own appreciation.
So, it doesn't need to be boasted:
Don't let people praise the color, only leave the air full of goodness. ”
Therefore, it also disdains to compete with a hundred flowers:
Laughing does not compete for spring, only the spring comes;”
It has its own spirit.
The plum and snow are three points white, but the snow loses the plum and a piece of fragrance. ”
Mei is arrogant, but also indifferent.
It has never complained that the heavens and the earth will be born in the ice and snow, but retains its own fragrance, even if the cold wind is bone-chilling, even if it is scattered into mud, I have a clear conscience.
Therefore, we will find that it is so self-satisfied, born in the mountains, accompanied by the wind and snow, and grown in the courtyard, it will be secretly fragrant.
There are poets, who explore the mountains for it;
There are also elegant people who sweep the snow and cook tea for it, and they are at ease.
Or poetic, or elegant, it is so quietly standing in the wind and snow, blooming, flowers falling, not changing its fragrance, snow and ice, a proud bone.
To be a man, be like three friends in the cold of the year.
I like this passage very much:
If you don't panic, the world won't panic;
If you are beautiful, the world will be beautiful.
Do not fight, do not grab, do not be humble, do not panic, create a small world, even if it is insignificant in the eyes of others, it is this kind of fullness and independence, the achievement of the beauty of the world!”
Just like this year-old three friends, no matter how big the wind and snow are, even if I am different from others, I still have to maintain my nature, not follow the crowd, not self-loathing, just because I am a landscape.
Therefore, in the second half of life, when Songzhu Mei, not afraid of suffering, the perseverance of learning Song, the humility of Jingzhu, the arrogance and indifference of Pinmei, I hope you and I will not change our true feelings, and laugh at the thousands of joys and sorrows of life!