? If possible,
? I want to live a life like this,
Flowers cover the eaves, and the good wind follows.
Flowing water today, life before the bright moon.
Plant flowers and vegetables, plant simple love,
? Plant compassion, plant love.
____"Living Life as Poetry"
Lu Su, a Zhejiang writer in the 1970s, a member of the Chinese Writers Association, is good at poetry and prose. I like rural life with vegetation.
The book "The Life I Want" contains many essays and poems, recording her stable and prosperous poetic life hidden in the mountains, rivers and countryside.
You see, in the spring we are busy making tea and picking cherries, in the summer we are catching frogs in the fields and listening to the chirping of crickets, in the autumn we are busy harvesting millet, and in the winter evenings the family gathers around the bonfire to make rice cakes and eat the osmanthus candy made by my mother. , restrained emotions, simple life, delicate daily life, different every day, full of joy.
***The book is divided into five parts, only bending towards beauty; being tireless, unhurried and unhurried; not lonely and free; liking is the same as love, not easy to survive; living the daily life of daily necessities into poetry .
The beginning of the chapter is about making tea in spring, from picking to spreading and finishing, every step is done carefully. The heat, the temperature of the pot, and the tacit understanding of gestures will determine the firmness and beauty of the tea shape. After the new tea is finished, it is sealed and collected. A week or half a month later, the new tea is ready.
In the eyes of ordinary people, such a tedious and complicated process must be boring, and picking and making tea will turn black, crack, burn and bubble due to excessive tea pulp. Happy, this is the joy of their harvest, enjoying the joy of being so busy.
A friend of mine also lives such a comfortable life in the mountains and rivers. Although he is in a prosperous secular world due to the burden of life, he indulges in the mountains and rivers whenever he has free time, climbing Baiyun Mountain every weekend and holiday. It has become his routine, setting off in the dewdrops of dawn and returning home in the shadow of stars. He prepares food and tableware, has a picnic by the stream, bumps into fellow travelers, and enjoys delicious food. Drinking tea and talking freely, it is more about being alone in the mountains with white clouds and flowing water in the company of tea, which is comfortable and leisurely.
Recently, I fell in love with tea picking and making tea. I invited my friends to go pick it together, then went home and baked it slowly. I followed the steps in the book, spread the tea, stir-fried the tea and dried it. It looks good, and the homemade tea soup is of excellent color, which is really a good product. The poetic life makes everyone envious.
The cherries turn red in early spring. The author’s fun competing with the birds to pick cherries makes people smile. The bird-like cleverness comes to life in her writing, as if a naughty child deliberately competes with her. When picking the delicacies of spring, I start by picking cherries that have just ripened under the moonlight. The fresh and sweet cherries have been cleaned up early. They are too full to eat and they don’t leave them whole. They peck the cherries from one side to the other. After one sip, there were quite a few demonstrative and naughty elves left.
Those farm utensils, rice baskets, stone troughs, antique dressing tables, ivory combs, those objects passed down from generation to generation carry with them the past of the previous generation, traditional shapes, and authenticity. Feelings, simple love, are always there, even if the years go by, they have not disappeared.
No matter how long you keep your mother’s osmanthus candy, it will smell like aged wine, getting better and better with age. Osmanthus sugar is a part of mother's love. When I think about it so much, I want to cry as soon as I open the lid of the osmanthus sugar and smell the fragrance. I can't stop crying. I don't dare to eat it anymore. After eating it, I am even more afraid that I will rush home without caring. Osmanthus candy contains the scent of mother. No matter how far away from home we are, we are always thinking of her.
The small bench in childhood is the biggest playmate in childhood. It can not only be used as a tool, but also as a little doll, a small flower dog, a toy soldier...accompanied me on countless dark nights waiting for my parents to return home late. Like brothers and sisters.
The beauty of nature is everywhere. Even a cold day with snow particles can make us happy. A room filled with steaming rice cakes and happy smiling faces fills the room with a winter atmosphere. People gathered around the fire or half-wrapped in quilts, talking warmly.
A mother was carrying a 14-5-year-old little girl on a bicycle. The girl was sitting in a weird posture, leaning forward like an octopus and climbing on her mother's back. If you look closely, it turned out to be her mother's clothes. There is a button missing, and when the wind blows, she is worried about being blown away by the cold wind. The little girl considerately protects her mother's skirt from being blown open by the wind. As the saying goes, a daughter is her mother's caring little cotton-padded jacket. It is precisely because of how many such little hands she has that she can Let the timid and easily broken woman transform herself into a great unyielding mother.
It is better to be alive than to be dead, because if you have the opportunity, death will be truly silent. A wealthy man feels happy when he drives a luxury car and enjoys a prosperous life. But one day when his business fails completely and he goes bankrupt, he feels all hope is gone. Then he suddenly sees a bicycle repair stall on the side of the road. The young man repairing the bicycle is as busy as a bicycle. The happy top, the kind of happiness that grew from the heart, made him envious. At this time, he felt that no matter how big a failure was, it was not the worst.
There is also a young man riding a tricycle who seldom smiles on weekdays, but one day he was so happy that he wanted to fly the tricycle because his son could call him daddy. You see, happiness has been following him since the beginning of his life. No matter how troubled we are with life and confused by emotions, we can't refuse happiness that suddenly illuminates you like a shooting star. At that moment, we are our own kings.
Those captivating fragrances of gardenias, self-opening magnolias, jasmines, peach blossoms, plum blossoms, suddenly come like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of pear blossoms bloom, and sunflowers follow the sun, blooming in full bloom. The roses on the flower wall and the white woody flowers bloom on their own schedule no matter where they are or when no one is applauding them. It’s so beautiful.
Life in the countryside is quiet and peaceful. An ordinary life, working at sunrise and resting at sunset. Slightly sweet mountain spring water, fresh air, bright windowsills, tables and chairs, free birds and the sounds of nature. Green bamboo gardens, golden ponds, and old houses covered with ivy. The stars in the sky, the fireflies dancing among the grass and trees, these small lamps, the natural light, the most intoxicating thing is to enjoy the quiet and beautiful corner with your family enjoying the daily necessities of life.
We long for such a pastoral life, but we must also accept the heavy responsibilities of life. The busy life and the inconveniences in my life often make me exhausted. Those trips to and from the hospital countless times every month are difficult and painful, but it is precisely because I read books eagerly during my leisure days that I get rich from them. My own spiritual life has revived my courage to face the difficulties of life, allowing me to smile calmly in the face of a heavy life, face helpless diseases, live in the present, and accept the blessings and misfortunes sent by God.
No matter how difficult life is, there will be some small blessings, such as having free time to climb mountains and breathe the fresh air in the mountains, standing on the top of the mountain to experience the majesty of the mountains, playing with children, and sharing their lives. Every bit of happiness, wonderful parent-child reading time, happy time playing with my children... These are enough for me to put aside my worries and pain and enjoy the happiness of the moment.
The ideal life is not to have everything, but to be able to arrange what you want to do calmly and confidently.
A person has to walk many roads, and after experiencing countless sudden prosperity and desolation in life, he will become mature and understand the life he really wants.
Life is short, so why cultivate bitterness? Happiness is only one day, and sadness is also one day, so why not spend it happily. Life is also made up of countless trivial things. If your heart is full of love, you can make your life exquisite and beautiful.