Thoughts on reading Dimfragrance 1 I have been reading Dimfragrance these days. It's very special-aunt Ding Limei's autograph is on the title page of the book, and she wrote me a sentence: "Huiying baby, always be a beautiful person." I think this must be a wonderful book. Aunt Ding Limei must have a kind heart!
Now, I'm reading the first volume of this book: Grass World Flower Bodhi. There are 35 articles in this series, all about the world of flowers in Ding Limei's eyes. For example, the water sinks the bones and the jade muscles are daffodils, the happiness is Magnolia grandiflora, the flowers bloom and wither, and the romance is Luan tree. ...
The author said that she likes all flowers and trees, because all flowers and trees have a delicate heart, pure, pure and kind.
After reading the article, I found that it is true. When reading "Xiang Yun Piao", I felt the sincerity of osmanthus. I know osmanthus smells good, but I didn't expect osmanthus fragrance to be written like this: "It's really annoying. One day, there was a little smell in my nose, a little sweet, sweet, sweet. Just wondering, that fragrance, that sweetness, suddenly came up, came up, came up in waves, and filled my nose. He got into his mouth from his nostrils, got into his heart, and was domineering and attacking the city. " How exquisite! From nose to mouth, sweet to heart, from a trace of fragrance, a trace of sweetness to a wave of fragrance, a wave of sweetness, and then to the fragrance of the world, the sweetness of the world!
And do you think that the essence of osmanthus is just fragrance? No, its heart is beautiful. "Every life can get a spoonful of its fragrance." "It will dye a young heart with young memories." There are sharing, good times and permanent memories in this beauty.
My mother told me that when she was giving a lecture in Ding Limei, she emphasized one sentence to her classmates: "Look up at the sky every day and look down at the flowers." I found that what is more primitive than vegetation is a beautiful heart.
Thoughts on reading Dimfragrance 2. I like prose, which is Moonlight on the Lotus Pond in the textbook. My hometown, a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, has no shortage of lotus ponds and the moon. The lotus is beautiful and the moonlight is clear, but I can't feel the taste of Mr. Zhu Ziqing's pen. For decades, I have read Moonlight on the Lotus Pond, when I am proud, and when I am frustrated. Slowly, I feel a little dim moonlight, the silence of the lotus pond and the clear rhyme of the lotus.
People who love to read prose will be more sentimental about flowers, rain and dew, mountains and rivers, and abortion. Fortunately, there is Mr. Lu Xun's name, "Ruthlessness is not necessarily a real hero." Otherwise, what scandal will happen to a handsome guy like me? Or you can only peep at spring scenery and flowers and plants with trepidation. Prose is my hobby. I like it, I want it when I see a book, and I chew it when I have something. Not only arty, but also effective.
No, just after the Mid-Autumn Festival, I received a new book "Dimfragrance" from the northwest woman "Listening to the rain by leaning against the window". I read some authors' original works before. There seems to be a sober wind between the lines, a faint fragrance of flowers, and a beautiful woman like blue and white. It is not known whether those familiar and fresh-remembered beautiful articles have been compiled into the book, so we have to look for them in the book.
After receiving Dimfragrance, I did a few things. First, I asked my son to teach me how to send WeChat red envelopes, because I think sending books with red envelopes or working hard for the author is another kind of affirmation and encouragement. Then give Dimfragrance to several other relatives and friends as a temptation to potential literary friends. Then I made a cup of green tea and savored the preface in the book.
After reading the preface written by the female writer "Xiling Yazhu", I couldn't wait to send a message to the author, saying that I had been intoxicated by Dimfragrance. Only a preface let me appreciate a woman's dignity, elegance and fragrance, as well as a woman's subtle feelings that she can't stop. I seem to smell the fragrance of daffodils, the fragrance of pears, the fragrance of lotus flowers, the smell of clouds and the haze of fog.
Or I think it's called "Dimfragrance".
She wrote in Peach Blossom Now, "Peach Blossoms will flood! Even on paper or in the world. I must write peach blossoms, even though I am accused of being flashy. For love, I am also willing to be as low as dust and be a peach blossom with a quiet appearance and a warm heart, blooming on the road you must pass. " Peach blossom-scented woman is quiet and persistent.
The preface goes on to say: In Rose, you are fragrant, she makes no secret of her point of view, "I like beautiful things, preferably those that erode bones and can take people's souls away." What kind of woman is this? "Close the door to cover up the bitterness, and the vegetation is soft." Old things, old things, a flower and a tree, she stranded them quietly under every rib. Every breath made us smell the faint fragrance of vegetation, but who knows that those scents have also burned her heart.
Even though these two short prefaces have made me guess between the lines, what kind of woman will the author be?
As the "Xiling Yazhu" lady said, the spring breeze is ten miles, so it is better to read you.
Reading Dimfragrance 3 feels that darkness is an invisible smell.
A faint fragrance can be floral, but it can't be hidden; It can also be a book. Not only can't see, can't see, but also can't hide.
When you appreciate the elegance of peony, have you ever thought of its roots crawling on the ground? When you praise the beauty of Cycas, have you ever thought about its hard work before flowering? Each fragrance has its own unique charm. Ding Limei discovered a unique fragrance of gardenia, which was deeply loved by plants and fruits. Gardenia is very good. As the article says, gardenia doesn't need special management, just a pinch of soil. I also like gardenia, not only because of its floral fragrance. The flowering period of gardenia is very strange. It is not the spring when flowers are in full bloom, nor the winter when they compete with plum blossoms. Gardenia stood quietly in the strong sunshine, smelling the fresh air, leaving an elegant and comfortable feeling for passers-by, but she endured the scorching sun. Let the spirit of summer devour her weak body, but she never flinched her eyes, hiding her persistence. Her personality is one of the reasons I like it. Gardenia has a strong fragrance. As Ding Limei said, gardenias are not surprising.
There are gardenias like this in my hometown, but not in front of my house. I run to the front of the yard every day to see the flowers. For a long time, the original director and I were very familiar. Every time I leave, I will take some home for a few days and nights. White gardenias, whether branches or soil, are light and elegant. I am surprised by this, especially because it doesn't seem to spread unintentionally like a shadow. Listen, wake up like a fairy. The fragrance of gardenia is refreshing, the appearance of gardenia is relaxing and the vitality of gardenia is amazing.
Gardenia is wonderful. No wonder the great writer Ding Limei praised it. When gardenia blossoms, one place is boiled tobacco, and the other is gentle gardenia, as if it were a faint ink painting.
Thoughts on Reading Dimfragrance 4 When you see the word Dimfragrance, some people may think of Dimfragrance sung by Sha Baoliang, and some people may think of the TV series Dimfragrance and so on. When I read Dimfragrance, I, like many people, thought of Lin Hejing, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, and his famous seven-tone Xiao Mei in Mountain Garden:
Flowers withered, unique plum blossoms swept out against the wind, and the scenery of the small park was beautiful. "Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Cold birds want to fly, first glimpse plum blossoms; Butterflies will be enchanting if they know the beauty of plum blossoms. Fortunately, there are micro-songs to compare, and there is no need for sandalwood golden jars.
The words in Dimfragrance can sing, how much tenderness, how much life perception, how much real life reappearance, and how much empathy can arouse readers' * * * and add how much thinking to ordinary life. The writing style is simple and smart, and the words are fresh and touching, close to life and refreshing. After reading it, people can't put it down and see the truth in the delicate place. The words in the book convey love and affection in seemingly ordinary small scenes and events. People look forward to life with warmth, and the wisdom philosophy of chicken soup for the soul is memorable.
Ding Limei's articles have always been delicate, full of true feelings and poetry. She is like an angel sent by God to guide love. Her words are always so clean, bright, warm and lovely. She is a woman who cooks words with music, and is also a woman who has been moistened by classical poetry. Her words include the graceful and restrained huqin or flute, the Qingyuan of guzheng or flute, and the lines are antique and long.
This book is precious to its author's delicate mind, as the preface says: every plant has its own heart. Yes, people who can really understand this sentence from life are sincere. By getting close to nature, the author discovers and appreciates all the beauty of nature day and night, and Dimfragrance is the crystallization of this beauty.
The life in her articles is a secular life, just like you and me. However, in her articles, she seldom sees hatred and complaints about life, but sees gloomy sky and gloomy atmosphere. I think this is my real understanding of Ding Limei and Dimfragrance.
After reading Dimfragrance, everyone said it was a warm winter, but for me, a hibernating primate, the warmth was too insignificant, so I went to the former garden city of Singapore with my friends to stay out of the cold. What impressed me most about the beautiful garden city was its ubiquitous flowers, one after another. Now I think how romantic and happy it would be if I could always accompany the flowers. Back in Ningchao, Dimfragrance, a book on the shelf, came into my eyes unconsciously. The afternoon sunshine was fine, and I slowly savored it with Ding Limei's beautiful writing style.
Grass world, flower bodhi
"It is the life of the grass, but I dreamed of flowers. Don't give up, quietly save, and finally one day, the pain blooms. " Ding Limei's words hit my heart. So, I met her, the original corn poppy. She is not an ancient song blown by the spring breeze, nor is it Li Houzhu's "When the spring flowers and the autumn moon will end, how much is known about the past", but an ordinary leaf and an ordinary stem, but full of strong flowers. And this strong flower is just a weed in the field, and no one cares. Unwilling to sink, she silently saved and finally bloomed. People were so surprised that they stopped treating her like a weed and invited her into the garden. Some people call her Li Chunhua, some people call her a quilt flower, and some people affectionately call her a butterfly full of spring. I can't live without her in spring.
But at the beginning, how did people regard her as a weed? If it weren't for her dream of flowers, if it weren't for her persistence, would you still want her to cast an admiring look today? I can't wait to imagine a corn poppy in my mind, red, white and pink, paved with gorgeous petals, like a cloud falling into the dust, like a fairy with long sleeves and good dancing. Suddenly, the fairy appeared in front of me. I knew it was a song on the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau, a song with Tibetan style, and it was her, Tong Tong! I first met Tong Tong, an ordinary girl who was almost ignored by me. Her round face and ponytail are my impressions of her. This impression was finally completely broken in a class performance on Children's Day. Graceful dance, graceful dance steps, long sleeves dancing up and down with the rhythm, and the body rotating with the song, oh! You are not that strong flower! From then on, I can no longer ignore her existence and her beauty. I think about it afterwards, but I regret it very much. Why didn't I find her good at first? Thinking about this floor and looking at the children in the class, I always feel that they are all strong flowers.
It is said that the teacher is the discoverer. It is true that existence is value. Every grass has a dream about flowers. We should slow down, listen, discover, help and wait for a strong flower to bloom.
The world of sand, the paradise of flowers.
There are several dahlias in front of the author's grandfather's house, but her grandmother always calls her Mihua. As soon as the serious grandfather hears her grandmother's call, he will say, "What a fool!" . Grandma answered him, you are stupid. What a warm dialogue and a warm picture! My grandmother once picked a Dahlia and gave it to an old man passing by the door, just because people stared at the Dahlia and sighed, it was really beautiful. Then, a dahlia opened on the man's handlebar. Although he continues to collect his junk, you see, his eyebrows are covered with smiles, and a flower blooms in the wind, which makes people who see it laugh involuntarily. What a warm pinch, what a sincere smile! What a sunny dahlia!
After reading it, I began to like it. I put down my book and took a sip of tea, and my heart was warm. Looking back on the short years of teaching, why didn't I accept the sunshine dahlia and the sunshine smile? I remember that it was a summer vacation, and the child was only in the second grade. The school asked us to make a micro-video. I sprained my foot during the filming. In order not to delay the post-production, I tried to appear in the camera and walk as naturally and calmly as possible, even the camera was fooled by me. However, as soon as the photographer stopped, a beautiful little face leaned over. Teacher, does your foot hurt? Let me help you walk. What a small child! Just walk up to my waist and insist on tiptoeing to help me walk. When the other children saw it, they all leaned in. A boy is still shouting, let's take you away. My heart was shaking at that moment. Maybe they can't help me, and even I have to follow the children's footsteps, but I can't bear to push away my little hands and ignore those faces that are more beautiful than dahlias.
Who says a teacher is just a giver of children? In that holiday, in that shooting scene, the children's bright smiles, considerate greetings and warm hands … I felt the most sincere love from the children! Flowers are always open to the sun, and sometimes adults will receive refreshing warmth from the flowers.
Teachers used to be called teachers, but I think garden emitters are more suitable. Because they are irrigators, you will find the existence value of each flower, respect the different personality of each flower, follow the growth law of each flower, and give each flower the most suitable love. When you reflect on this period of life, I believe you will smell a faint fragrance floating around you.
Reading Dimfragrance has a feeling that darkness is an invisible brilliance, a fragrance and an audible smell. A faint fragrance, which can be floral, is not vigorous, but it can't be hidden; It can also be a book or a poem, which you can't see and often can't smell, but you can't hide.
When you appreciate the elegance of peony, have you ever thought that its roots crawl hard underground? When you praise the gorgeous flower of Cycas, have you ever thought about the hardships before it blooms? Every perfume has its own unique charm. Ding Limei found a unique fragrance-gardenia fragrance. She likes plants, flowers and fruits.
Gardenia is very easy to grow, as the article says, "Gardenia doesn't need special management, only a small amount of soil." I also like gardenia, not only because of its floral fragrance. The flowering period of gardenia is very strange, not the spring when flowers are in full bloom, nor the winter when plum blossoms compete with each other. She looked at the sun on a hot summer day. Gardenia has been quietly standing in the strong sunshine, emitting fragrance, soaking the air with fresh air, leaving an elegance and comfort for passers-by; But she endured the scorching sun, letting the heat devour her weak body, but never flinched, with a strong persistence in her eyes. Her personality is one of the reasons I like it.
Gardenia has a strong floral fragrance, as Ding Limei said in the article, "This is Gardenia, and its fragrance is not surprising.". There are gardenias like this in my hometown, but unfortunately there are no gardenias in front of my house. I run to the front yard every day to see the flowers and smell the fragrance. After a long time, the former director got to know me well. Every time I leave, I will send me some flowers and take them home for a few days and nights.
The white gardenia, no matter whether the branches smell fragrant or fall into mud, is simple and elegant, as flawless as white jade. I was stunned by it, especially the smell. If there is anything, it seems nothing. Inadvertently, like a shadow, scattered everywhere. If you smell it, you will wake up refreshed.
The fragrance of gardenia is refreshing; The appearance of gardenia makes people feel comfortable; The vitality of gardenia is amazing. Gardenia, everything is so moving. No wonder the great writer Ding Limei praised it.
When gardenias bloom, one place is kitchen smoke, laundry room smoke, and the other place is gentle gardenias. Looking around, it looks like a faint ink painting, beautiful and elegant.
Thoughts on reading Dimfragrance 7 Dimfragrance is silent because few people know it.
I always thought that everyone had a previous life. My previous life must have been a plant with light purple flowers, which grew in a secluded corner and was full of fragrance.
I didn't wake up in a trance until one day I met it again. At that moment, I was so happy that tears oozed from the corner of my eyes.
I have written many flowers, such as Phalaenopsis, apricot blossom, peach blossom, begonia and wild chrysanthemum ... but none of them really make me look down on my eyes, and I no longer like other flowers. What they touched was nothing more than my vision and sense of smell, and the appearance of "Dimfragrance" surprised me all the time, pulling something called the soul.
Being born in the countryside has given me more opportunities to contact plants. When I was a child, I was playing in the fields by the river beach. A group of girls and boys were playing "play house". Mud dyed my forehead red and grass dyed my trouser legs green, which was considered "crazy" and risked being scolded when I went home. There are not many precious flowers in the country, only some unknown residual flowers. Colorful, monotonous shape, but a myriad of gestures. From January to May, there is a kind of grass called "morning glory", which is vine-like. It can be wrapped around trees and spread forward alone in flat soil. Many purple flowers will bloom on each vine, facing upwards, just like the tweeter of the village Committee. I like purple very much,
I always feel that purple has a faint feeling and hazy illusion, like a sentimental and sad girl with a distant heart. ...
Its thick green leaves cut romance in time, bathed in dew in the morning light, and regenerated lavender flowers, which were cut by years. Don't show off, don't make public, quiet and lonely but content.
How quiet such a flower should be on earth! If you have a relationship, who will understand the elegant heart hidden under this ugly appearance?
I am also a plant, blooming on my own acre of land. I don't want butterflies dancing, but I want to be quiet and fragrant every year.
Three years ago, I have been writing immature words in cyberspace. An essay about morning glory was drunk in the early summer morning and entered the eyes of a friend. Message from a friend: I used to see roses hanging high on the branches, but I didn't know there was still "fragrance" hidden here. So I decided to get close to it. I know this is a quote from my article. It is this sentence that makes me feel that morning glory is very fragrant, because it is small and inconspicuous or covered with grass, and people who need to know it can understand it.
From then on, I changed the name of morning glory to "Dimfragrance".
Dimfragrance once spread a gap between my lines, which seemed to be my mark. My friends' comments rained on my window, explaining my love for Dimfragrance.
The story of reading Dimfragrance 8 always revolves around the women in Tianxiangyuan. Whether married in or married out, it has become the object of subtle influence. Although they don't have the elegant life of enjoying flowers, drinking and writing poems like those young people in the Grand View Garden, they also have happy days that belong to the secular world.
Ke Hai once held a trade fair in the garden with his new wife Xiao Si, relatives and servants. Ke Hai sells cloth, Xiao Si sells medicine, and Ke Hai's younger brother Zhenhai sells books, steamed bread and meat. This article is interesting to read. After all, it is a rich family with some arrogant ideas. Of course, this kind of business won't make money, just to make it lively and fresh, but it didn't want to make it hot, which provoked another gossip in Tianxiangyuan. During this time, there is no shadow, the family is well-off, the husband and wife are happy, and there is a peaceful scene.
Ke Hai and Suu, a young couple, were described with pen and ink from the beginning. Xiao Si is an unusual woman. She is a little arrogant, without her daughter's coquetry and a little more fierce. She is not the first person to bow her head after quarreling with Ke Hai. But Ke Hai seems to be very patient with her, intimate with her, and looks like a beautiful couple. Who would have thought that in the years to come, Suu and Ke Hai would become strangers? All because Ke Hai married a concubine, Min's daughter for no reason, which seriously hurt Suu's lonely and sensitive heart.
Since then, Suu has lived quietly with her daughter Cai Ping. I have never been near Ke Hai again. Just talking at most, like two passers-by who meet by chance, without any expression.
It hurts to think about it. At that time, Xiao Si's stubbornness and willfulness still paid a price. She lost a perfect marriage and the warmth of her husband, but fortunately, she is not a crying little girl who will die without love. She lived a very stable and peaceful life, took her daughter, separated from others, stayed in her room and ignored any sound. Ke Hai feels guilty about her, but she can't be firm with only one person all her life. After all, it was the Ming Dynasty. A man can have three wives and four concubines, and his feelings can be divided into many parts. Unlike Suu, he gave his heart to her husband, but the loss outweighed the gain. All she wants is ordinary husband and wife together, whispering on the pillow and crossing the lights after work. Unfortunately, her temperament finally made Ke Hai settle for second best.
When Suu had a cold war with the whole family because Ke Hai married a concubine, someone began to approach her and please her. That's the daughter-in-law of Ke Hai's younger brother Zhenhai. This sister-in-law gave birth to a son's first child, and she was somewhat favored at home. Besides, her family also has some money, and she married with dignity. Suu was alienated from her at first, with a little sour taste. Probably there was a psychological gap.
But later, these two people became bosom sisters. Suu lost love, but gained sisterhood. She is very satisfied. They embroidered together for a short time and talked about parenting classics. These women have been in Tianxiang Garden all their lives, and they don't go out or go shopping. The scenery and human feelings in the garden are their whole world. They don't have the habit of intrigue and gossiping. Most of them are kind and * * * tepid with each other.
Suu got a delicate embroidered dress and found that it was made by her rival Min's daughter. Zhenhai's daughter-in-law intended to resolve their bad feelings and coordinate. After several mediations, the three men finally sat down together, working together with their daughter's embroidery work as a bond, talking occasionally and being silent most of the time.
Zhenhai's daughter-in-law was bleeding heavily when she gave birth to her second son, A Qian. Suu saved her with the precious medicinal materials of a family heirloom. Suu's actions here show me her persistence and selflessness. She really cares about Zhenhai's daughter-in-law, not her original anger. Her bitterness and unwillingness are only seen by Zhenhai's daughter-in-law and sighed in her heart. Now that such people are dying, how can Suu be willing to give up? Zhenhai's daughter-in-law seems to be her bond with the human feelings in the garden. With her, Xiao Si feels very at ease and practical. Have such a sister, listen to yourself, exchange private thoughts and soothe inner pain. Something that makes people feel warm. But before long, Zhenhai's daughter-in-law left. Xiao Ling's medicinal materials were only bought on credit for a period of time. Zhenhai's daughter-in-law was unlucky after all and entrusted her two sons to Suu. At the beginning, she joked that she would replace her son with Xiao Si and raise Xiao Si's daughter by herself. A word became a prophecy.
A person who came and left, Suu looked at Tianxiangyuan and a pair of babbling children under his knee, and felt sad. I was a depressed and lonely teenager for half my life, but I didn't love or love very well, and Zhenhai's daughter-in-law died at the right time, and the gains and losses were written off.
Let's talk about Min Fei's daughter. She is not an immoral woman who takes love in vain. I married Ke Hai to escape the fate of entering the palace in the draft. Ke Hai met her once and someone arranged for her to enter Tianxiang Garden. She gave birth to twin daughters and got curtains from Ke Hai. Most of the time, she kept an empty boudoir and did embroidery work. She knew that KeHai's helplessness, Suu's hatred and her inaction made the originally loving couple become strangers. She is not jealous of the East and the West, but only wants to live in peace, get the recognition of Suu and everyone, and get the friendship between sisters. After Zhenhai's daughter-in-law left, she saved a heart and wanted to be sisters with Suu. But it's not easy to get here. I don't know how many knots have been tied in this knot