Zong Pu’s famous quotes
1. The colors of autumn make people feel full and rich. The flowers of hibiscus are purple or white, the flowers of crape myrtle are purple or red, the flowers of canna are of various colors, and the hosta flowers are pure white. The most interesting thing about autumn is the change of leaves. A row of tall ginkgo trees on the north side of the pond under Linhuxuan has turned into a high golden wall in autumn. The fallen leaves on the ground are also golden, and you can't help but have endless reveries when you step on them.
2. There are so many dreams in youth and so many geniuses in this world. No need to worry about planning, just get it now.
3. There are cypresses on the green mausoleum and stones in the Leilei stream. Life between heaven and earth is suddenly like a traveler from afar.
4. Trust your heart to the country, drive your body forward, and bury your soul in your homeland.
5. There are more than a dozen flowers in bloom, and the whole courtyard is filled with fragrance. It's not the fragrance of cloves, not the sweet fragrance of osmanthus, nor the fragrance of lotus. Its fragrance is relatively strong and seems to have a refreshing effect. Pick a few flowers and put them in a water basin with stones, and the fragrance will spread in the room, making people feel less lazy and alert: autumn is coming.
6. There is a small piece of land outside my door. There were two rows of flowers, but now they have formed one green field, completely covering the ground. In the dim light of morning or the hazy dusk, a handful of white flowers rise up, vaguely like white sails on the green waves, sailing to nowhere.
7. I like flowers, but I don’t have the leisure to take care of them. Because of his self-awareness, he does not invite famous flowers to stay, but only plants and flowers from time to time. There is a kind of sunflower, also known as the sunflower, which is colorful when it blooms and looks great among the grass. I planted it several times without success. "Even if you can't die, you will be sown to death." We often laugh at ourselves like this.
8. This flower has a very strong vitality. No matter how you plant it, it will always survive. It doesn't pick the place or the soil, and it especially likes the shade. It gives the sunshine to others, which is very humility. It is said that the petals can be used as medicine. Some people came to ask for the leaves and wanted to smash them to treat athlete's foot. I say it is a downward comparison in life and an upward comparison in work. It is a kind of hairpin spirit.
9. It seems that the Spring Festival has just passed, and there is no time to do anything. It is already a long summer weather, making people as lazy as a cat. The family had not yet packed their summer clothes, when suddenly they saw the round, snow-white sticks of the hosta sticking out from the crowded broad green leaves. I was surprised at first, and then felt sad. Once this flower blooms, it will be the beginning of autumn in a few days. From now on, it will be the end of summer, white dew, autumnal equinox, and cold dew. After the frost, it will be the beginning of winter.
10. On the street in the city, amid the hustle and bustle of dust, two pieces of white snow suddenly appeared, which suddenly made people's eyes brighten. When they looked carefully, they realized that they were two rows of lilac flowers. In some houses, half-trees with silver branches peek out, and small, star-like flowers adorn the treetops. Peeping at passers-by from the walls, they make people look back after they pass by.
11. Memories are like a red-hot iron, burning him time and time again. He had long admitted that he didn't understand Xiuchun well enough. He couldn't keep up with her clever and ghostly ideas and ever-changing emotions. Sometimes when she was alive, she was like a phantom, with only the back side, a phantom floating far away.
12. The spring reds here have faded, there are no crowds admiring the flowers, and there are no bees or butterflies around. All there is is this tree's shining, blooming vines. The flowers are clustered next to each other, one after another, pushing and squeezing each other, so lively and lively!
13. Humanity is a beautiful thing, but how could I know that I have always been sick and unbearable. The war is boiling and the country is worried. The rain and clouds are rolling, and I am unwilling to bow my head. I hold my broken bowl and follow the fate. Yoyo! Create a few mirages and drink a few glasses of stupid wine. I want to put the universe in a gourd, and I can only keep a bald pen forever.
14. The author and the reader are spiritually connected, and without this connection, writing would become a monologue.
15. Write novels, otherwise you will be sorry for the history that boiled over and then condensed around you; write prose, otherwise you will be sorry for the various feelings flowing in your chest; write fairy tales, otherwise you will be sorry for the bizarre illusions in front of you; write short poems, Otherwise, I'm sorry for the changing notes in my ears. I write because I have it; I write because I love it.
16. For an author, "History without words" and "Books with words from man" are equally important. Without life, you can only write behind closed doors, and writing is meaningless.
Without culture, without the nourishment of predecessors, one cannot write good works.
17. I often feel that our generation is very lucky. Although I haven’t read many old books, I still know a few; I don’t know much about Western books, but I have always been exposed to them. It has not caught up with bound feet and pierced ears; the half-foot-long stilt-like high heels have not yet emerged. The spirit is not poor, the body is not abused, and the experience is extraordinary.
18. The red color of red lotus is different from that of peach and apricot. It is bright and dignified, just like the white magnolia shows luxury in its simplicity.
19. Those are some big trees. Now that I think about it, they are probably ginkgo trees. The dense leaves of the trees are all yellow, spreading from the treetops to the ground, and the yellow is so moist, as if the autumn harvest has been gathered there. It makes people feel that this is the tone of autumn.
20. An ancient saying goes: "The plantains have no lilac knots", "The lilac knots are empty and I am sad in the rain". In the mist of drizzle, the lilacs covered with water droplets are particularly charming. The two purple plants beside the flower wall look like Impressionist paintings. The lines are blurred and seep straight towards the white light in front of the window. It makes people feel that lilac should really be connected with the light rain.
21. When it comes to the autumn colors in Beijing, the first thing that comes to mind is always the red leaves of the Fragrant Mountains. I remember how spectacular the mountains were in full swing. Under the sun, the red color seemed to be beating like a flame. Two or three friends, riding little donkeys, laughing and sounding in harmony with the sound of Dede's hooves, followed the winding path through the mountains. The richness and tranquility of autumn are harmoniously blended, seeping into every pore.