Azalea

The complex of Yingshanhong is still a matter of childhood. The most red moon flower in the world is Yingshan red. This jingle known to all women and children in my hometown is my initial understanding of Yingshanhong. Every April day, the front and back of the house in my hometown and the mountain corner along the road are full of Yingshan red. Red like fire, pink like Chardonnay, white like snow, cluster into clusters, competing for beauty. In my impression, most of them are wet and furry, with sweat on petals and flower buds. My friends call them toilet water. We often pick off the flower technique with dew, rub it with small hands, and put it into our mouth. It’s sour, sweet and cozy. Of course, the price paid was that the small mouth was dyed red by the flower juice, and the small mouth of the blood basin was horrible. Therefore, the feeling of Yingshanhong at that time was always strange. The real love for Yingshanhong dates back to the time when I was in primary school. It was an era of advocating heroes, a “Sparkling Red Star” and a song “Yingshan red”: At midnight, I look forward to the dawn, the cold winter lunar December and the spring breeze. If I want to look forward to the Red Army, all over the ridge, Yingshanhong sang the beautiful mountains and rivers. At the same time, our whole generation of teenagers worshiped Pan Dongzi without exception and fell in love with Yingshanhong overnight. Later, in the text “I love the Red Azalea in Shaoshan” in middle school, the text compares the Red Azalea in Shaoshan to fire, morning glow and blood, and mourns the revolutionary heroes with deep feelings, with distinct images, deep feelings once deeply influenced and inspired a generation. What’s more, our generation has a great reverence for Yingshanhong and understood the reason why flowers are so red. From then on, every time I see Yingshanhong in the mountain fields, courtyard venues, nursery flower markets and park squares, my heart will twitch. For Yingshanhong, we are ordinary people, no wonder it won the favor of many literati in ancient and modern times. Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang dynasty, called the flower Xi Shi. Therefore, Yingshanhong has a good reputation as Xi Shi in flowers. “Azaleas” written by Cheng Yanxiong of Southern Tang Dynasty wrote: azaleas and birds, how can they be on credit for their resentment and beauty. It is suspected that the snow in the mouth drops into flowers on the branches. With this special affection for Yingshanhong, I went to Shaoshan, the holy land of revolution, Jinggang Mountain, the cradle of revolution, Ruijin, Hongdu, Xingguo, Ningdu, Macheng and other places successively. This gave me a deeper understanding of Yingshanhong. According to legend, Du Yu, the Emperor of Shu in ancient times, loved his common people very much. After his death, his soul became a cuckoo. Every spring, cuckoo birds fly to wake up the common people! Quickly cuckoo! Blood flew out of my mouth, and drops of blood spilled on the ground, which dyed the shining red of the mountains. Yingshanhong is also called Azalea, Red Azalea, manshanhong, Qingming flower, Yanshanhong, yanshanhua and so on. It is known as the King of Woody flowers. It is the city flower of Changsha and Macheng, and also the national flower of Nepal. It mainly grows in acidic soil in the middle and lower reaches of Yangtze River. Yingshanhong is different from many famous flowers and plants. She is willing to live in plain and barren land. She never hates hard environment and is willing to get along with wild ferns and many unknown Miscellaneous shrubs day and night. She is simple and simple in nature, peace, as long as you like, everyone can appreciate it and get close to it. Even if you want to fold a few branches to take home and put them in the vase, it is easy to do it, and it is not as easy to be stabbed as folding some branches, she is easy to be stained by the SAP; She is very beautiful and breathtaking, but she is never arrogant and not luxurious; Her whole body is treasure, and its roots, leaves and flowers can be used as medicine, which can dispel wind and dampness, activating blood circulation and removing blood stasis, clearing away heat and toxic materials, eliminating phlegm and relieving cough, etc. It can be used for rheumatic arthritis, bronchitis, and external use to treat traumatic bleeding and traumatic injury; She is also so selfless and selfless, after experiencing the enthusiasm and noise in full bloom, the withered petals fell quietly and returned to the Earth without complaint or regret. It was born with a spirit of selfless dedication regardless of gain or loss. These characters are more like the folks in our old revolutionary base areas! Not bad, whether it is the yellow and Western world of “Azalea red on Jinggang Mountain” or the towering and Green Mountain in “Sparkling Red Star”, the Yingshan red everywhere does not symbolize the obscurity of our old revolutionary base areas, are the folks willing to contribute! The blood in The Crying Place of Azalea becomes a flower, and each clump contains a tenacious character, each branch is engraved with a memory of life and death, and each of them carries a persistent soul, each flap symbolizes a wisp of endless good feelings. I praise Azalea! Like (prose editor: yuiran) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. 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Virtual-real life

Always in the dark night, I find that I like to let my thoughts fly alone. No matter I miss someone or think about the dim part of the night and feel life, there is only a cup of coffee or a cup of tea, accompany me into my spiritual world. In my opinion, only at this time, I am naked can face the real self. I didn’t know that one day, I found that this was not the case. It turned out that at this moment, when my thoughts extended into a river, when I started to tap the keyboard, some privacy was hidden inadvertently. Therefore, after my life was gradually revealed, some people might be confused about me, some might guess my experience, and even some might guess where I am and why I am always so sad. In recent days, I always have different dreams and wake up in the middle of the night without any reason. Dream for love, work, children, and life. You can’t sleep well. This morning, a burst of thunder woke me up severely from my sleep. With a hint of confusion, I opened my eyes wide and looked at the blank ceiling. Those ferocious faces were still flashing in the dark. The scene in the dream is so unreal, but it emerges in my mind so clearly. Suddenly, I seemed to fall into a fog again. A restless thought lingered in my mind, which made me restless. The cold face of the clock said that Dawn was coming, and its footsteps ticked, revealing the coldness around. At the corner of the wall, a sleepless geek did not move, but played the loneliness of the night. Crept out of bed, afraid of disturbing the sleeping family, he came to the living room alone and stared at the sky quietly. A gust of cold wind carried the rain, passed through the window gap, and drifted in. The coolness penetrated into the face and the heart. With the hot tobacco on both fingers, it was burning and gradually turned gray in the dim light. As time goes by, the heart gradually withers. In this world where it is hard to distinguish between false and false, I suddenly feel ignorant and helpless. However, in this huge world, I even feel that I am small, which is just a pawn in the chessboard of life. I was taught by my parents and nurtured by adults since I was a child. I should not cheat, lie or treat others with sincerity. Until I grew up, I found that the world was not as real as I imagined, but it was packaged by many good or bad lies, which made me feel confused and helpless. The world I am looking forward to is disillusioned one by one as I age, which occasionally makes me feel suffocated. Sincerely, only betrayal is exchanged. The first real contact with false words was in officialdom. Stepping into the life of a soldier, he thought that everything was following the rules. As long as he worked hard and was upright, he could upgrade by his own ability. But I didn’t know that I was fighting for power and profits, fighting openly and secretly, flattery and hypocrisy were everywhere, which was obviously not the life I wanted. He resigned his official position reluctantly, stepped into the society without any official, and was involved in the same false world by the materialistic and intriguing society. It is often impossible to prevent people who treat them sincerely, or hide their swords in smiles, open guns or dark arrows. As a result, I was not careful, either the disaster came out from the mouth, or I became a scapegoat. Later, he was gradually influenced by the society, knowing clearly that it was an action that could not be done. He still had to wear a mask continuously, and still had to bury his conscience in order to survive. If you think about it occasionally, you will feel sick of your false laughter. Mixed in the crowd, looking around, facing the virtual reality of life, I always feel shivering. It is hard to distinguish the authenticity and unfathomable truth. How many people and things around you are real and how many are unreal? Even love, friendship and family affection often encounter the cruelty of false feelings and mutual use. Therefore, I had to put on iron armor and anti-clothing to avoid getting hurt. Occasionally slack, it will cause yourself to be black and blue. Friendship is hard to escape in the end. The so-called friendship is just a group of people who have the same interests on the surface. When they really encounter difficulties, they either sweep the snow in front of the door by themselves or fly separately when the disaster is approaching. If we really want to reach a deeper level, we must fall in love with each other and give each other, so as to achieve a deep friendship of sharing weal and woe. If you are accidentally blinded by hypocrisy, the friendship you have given will be trampled by others, and finally you will be hurt by yourself. Living in this world, everyone must face the virtual life. Most of the time, people always like to discuss the truth, but they don’t want to accept the ruthlessness of the truth. The truth itself is actually a very ugly thing. Sometimes the truth is cruel; Sometimes the truth is ferocious; The truth may not be the truth, because the so-called seen, smelled and touched may not be the truth. The truth can often appear in many ways, and after people know the truth, most of them accept it bitterly. Work is like this, love is like this, so is family affection. The boss said that it was the truth that you didn’t do well; When you needed help, your friend suddenly disappeared, which was also the truth; The person who once loved you suddenly told you that she was disgusted with you, it is also the truth; Couples are like strangers overnight, which is the saddest truth. However, people always like to pursue these truths to hurt themselves. For a long time, I hope that I can live up to the world and conscience. However, in life, I still need to tell all kinds of lies or hide some facts. No matter in order to survive, or in order not to provoke disasters, no matter in necessity, or in kind lies, I indulged in the bitter sea of lies. As a result, I began to doubt life and be wary of humanity. I am used to do my own thing, ignoring what others think of me. To be pleasant, it is free and easy. To be unpleasant, it is arrogant and unsociable. However, since more than a year ago, when my world fell into a gloomy world, like a deserter who was unwilling to accept the truth, I became nothing but promise and gradually stepped into my imaginary world. The reason why people often live in their own imaginary dreams is that when facing the reality, they always have a burst of sadness, a kind of fear. Therefore, many people choose to escape under helpless circumstances. Recently, in order to be soft, I often go to mental hospitals. It is a terrible world, and also a quiet world. Whenever stepping into that place, there will always be a kind of sadness, even a feeling of desolation rising from the back. Psychiatric hospitals are not as good as ordinary hospitals. They are busy and crowded. On the contrary, it hides a sad silence, and the surrounding atmosphere seems to lurk a crisis, a trace of sadness, which makes people close to it have an extremely pessimistic mood about life. I remember that I once read somewhere that people suffering from mental illness could not accept the fact and closed themselves. As a result, they entered their imaginary world and were isolated from ordinary people. Everyone has his own story and privacy. However, these unknown privacy may be entangled with the guilt of life and the pain of life. They would rather carry it by themselves than mention it to others. Therefore, I had to put on a mask, day after day, year after year, like a walking corpse. I once longed for myself to escape into deep mountains, to associate with birds, to accompany reptiles, to feel the freshness of nature and to stay away from the filth of cities. Therefore, I had to walk into the world of words, open my heart and let all sins and emotions flow out with the words of the box. However, it was found that there were still some unknown secrets or difficulties that could not be told to the world. I began to doubt whether I was worthy of all my trusted sisters. Yesterday evening, when driving home, it was still drizzle. I happened to see the sky covered with dark clouds and hung a rainbow faintly. At that time, the touch poured into my heart, but I also knew that rainbow was just an illusion reflected by air and light, just like life, no matter in real life or in virtual sea, they are full of truths that are hard to distinguish between false and true. And I am slowly releasing myself, leaving myself a gorgeous sky, no matter it is empty or real. 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