There is also a kind of Sophora japonica called Purple Sophora japonica

  May Sophora japonica fragrance,bees are busy gathering honey.As soon as May comes,the weather is getting hotter.The wheat in the field has been jointed and spilled,and the spring is gone in a flash.At this time,the air has long been fascinated by the faint fragrance of Sophora japonica.

  The bud which was blooming in the bud shyly did not completely bloom the petals,tightly wrapped in floral clothes,inlaid on the Locust Branch,and decorated with the verdant and tender yellow of a tree.Then look at the locust trees,the torso twisted in the sunlight formed a variety of shadows.

  When the locust flowers are in full bloom,looking around,the strings and piles of snow-like flowers on the courtyard and the surrounding locust trees are simply intoxicating.The petals are dotted among the green leaves,looking at the Earth with a smile,although there is no charming Qian Jiao,it constitutes a simple,simple and elegant beauty.The spring breeze is Xu Lai,and the fragrance of flowers is floating in the yard with the wind.The sweet taste in the fragrance is refreshing.The locust flowers all over the tree covered the dazzling sunshine and shadows.

  Sitting under the locust tree,looking up,the white and tender locust flowers are evenly dotted among the endless green leaves.The breeze blew,as if it were the fairy with thousands of snow,falling in the slowly surging Green Ocean.The eyes are full of snow,white and green,and the world is full of sweet fragrance.It is not intoxicating,and people are self-intoxicated.

  A tree of flowers blooming,fresh and full,with flawless white buds,pink stamens and golden petals,is so passionate.The green dill gently caress,The Butterfly Dance bees fly,and the fragrance of Sophora japonica makes countless bees rush to fall on the blooming petals,all of which are obsessed with the fragrance of flowers and greedy for the beauty of flowers.Standing under the tree,a string of white chains inlaid in the starry sky floated and hung on the branches,which made people intoxicated.

  Great poet Su Dongpo wrote that:”Huailin May Seminyak Qionghua,luxuriant fragrant drunk Wanjia,spring water waves falling at the Floating Fragrance all the way to the horizon.”Here is the beauty and fragrance of Sophora japonica.In fact,the beauty and fragrance of Sophora japonica can not be summarized in a few words.It is white,small and full of fragrance,and the charm of watching carefully is endless.It is said that beautiful flowers are not fragrant,and fragrant flowers are not beautiful.However,Sophora japonica is a special case.Apart from fragrance and beauty,sweet is more important.

  The stamen of Sophora japonica,the taste bud is elegant,warm and sweet.Picking a yellow stamen and chewing it in your mouth will make you feel a little sweet.Older people often say that the stamens of Sophora japonica are indifferent,clear,clean and pure.In those years of disaster and turmoil,Sophora japonica made countless families full of luck,thousands of lives were saved.Nowadays,Locust nectar has become household supplies.Locust nectar smells fragrant and tastes sweet and refreshing.Regular clothing helps to adjust human body function and makes people energetic.

  also known as”safflower Sophora japonica”or”hairy Sophora japonica”.The flower is red or lavender,especially enchanting under the contrast of green leaves.The purple flowers are in clusters,warm and unrestrained,giving people a feeling that they are neither rich nor flaunting.Wearing a purple shirt,they are full of charm and fragrant.

  Flowers bloom and fall,which is the eternal law of nature.The tiny petals falling from the trees occasionally fall on the shoulders of pedestrians or fall onto the ground.The Originally white petals,after experiencing the baptism of time,Bloom after the colorful beauty,the end of withering quietly is like a beautiful and hazy dream.Now,oh that time not before.

  However,some locust flowers can’t stand the wind and rain.As long as there is a slight gust of wind or rain,the locust flowers will fall all over the floor.The flowers scattered on the ground are like dreams and illusions as if they are fairy dance dresses,be carefully placed by time.However,some locust flowers will remain on the branches until withering and withering,regardless of the wind and rain,which gives people an ordinary sublimation and an unknown touch.

Falling one after another covered the wide road and blurred the brightness of eyes.

  Keeping the beauty of home,thinking silently,the gentle sunshine is the perfume in winter.

  Standing alone under the gray blue sky without being disturbed by anyone,your firm eyes are reluctant to linger for a minute,and the reeds can also see your heart.With the Bell accompanying the wind chime and the peaceful theater spreading on the water,the performance leaped out the exciting ballet in winter,moving even the hay beside the pond was dancing gently.

  I have always been by your side.You never look at me and say that I don’t know the heart of a snowman.Looking straightly at Lin Dai in front of him,he was heartbroken,regardless of the melodious bamboo bushes aside.

  In a gray day,The Sun also goes home to hibernate.Facing the wind,the natural freedom and melancholy,carrying the wind,seemed to be carrying a heart wound and moistened the goddess’s eyes.I can only quietly accompany you to think…

  Snow and rain fell in the sky,falling on the vast land.The wooden house in the mountain nest was beside you and me.

  I can’t hold back the waves in my heart,and I jump around you with great excitement.

  I glanced at you casually and found that you were looking at the distance silently all the time.I stopped slowly,gazing at you,seeing that your eyes were wet but the corners of your mouth seemed to rise a little,and continued to look at the White Ocean far away.

  I looked up slowly and looked at the direction you looked at.I found a pair of big snow-white butterflies flying out of the mountain forest in the snow,flying interactively in the boundless white sky.Gentle rhythm,write the most beautiful chapter in this snowy day.

  You smiled and said that it was on the other side of the mountain.In the distance,someone could see the watch of the snowman……

  Have you ever experienced that kind of despair?Obviously,it was only one step away,and all the games were lost in an instant.That kind of despair was really cold.

  There is a sad story behind every lonely person.Some people have never recovered since then,and some people wipe away their tears and start on the road again.

  It is a pity that there are more people who have collapsed and less people who have revived.When we meet lonely people,don’t laugh at them.You can never understand their pain.We are not qualified to laugh at them at all.Life is changeable.Who knows what kind of pain we will encounter?We have no choice but to give them a hug.

  I am the one who has never recovered.It seems that I have lost my motivation to fight for the glory that belongs to me.It is a terrible and sad thing to understand my own insignificance and my own powerlessness.Life brings me short-lived happiness and long-lasting pain.Happiness is fragile and pain lasts forever.Every time I want to forget,I always think of that day,that time and that terrible decision,thinking of the eternal youth,I shed tears and faced the darkness of the night alone,as well as my incompetence and weakness.

  Nearly two years have passed since that,but I still can’t walk out.Life seems to have lost its color,and all efforts seem to have lost their meaning.Where should I go,how I should regroup and how I should face the future all make me feel painful.Only by carrying a bag and hiking alone can I forget the pain and the unfairness of fate for a short time.I really hope I can go hand in hand with you,but the reality is so cruel that I can never go forward side by side with you.

  How pitiful it is for a person who has never recovered.They have given up the struggle and let fate cede,but I really don’t want to give up my dream.In this short life,I want to live for myself and for someone,live for a city.

However,here,dusk is still leaving.Where to go?

  Work at sunrise and rest at sunset-the everlasting law of life.At dusk,such a mysterious but poetic scene,beauty also implies the sadness that the day is about to end,and everything that is too late will eventually go with the sunset!For human beings,if they live one more day,the end of the day will end with the sunset.However,day after day,year after year,as long as you are alive,there will be countless dusk.But I want to take the liberty to ask:how many people think the dusk exists?—-In the early morning,when the dream left by the pillow reluctantly,we woke up without any choice and started the whole day’s journey.Accidentally,we walked to the noon,walking,the road suddenly turned down,as if only a flash of smoke slipped to the end of the day.When we stared at the distance filled with white smoke and the treetop was dotted with a faint layer of golden color,groups of chirping insects rushed back with the sun,as if something heavy was in our hearts without any precaution.We know:The night is coming,However,we have no mood to appreciate the sunset.We are extremely eager for the coming of dreams,ending the hardships of the day and letting the exhausted body rest.Before long,the thin night covered our eyes and blurred our hearts.We were busy in the narrow space,but at dusk we were shut out like this.If someone asked:did you see the dusk?What a beautiful dusk!At this moment,we are at a loss!

  How could we not be at a loss?When we leaned out of the window to look for the figure at dusk,he had already disappeared without a trace with the dark clouds or white clouds,leaving only the hazy night.Then,the dusk is just like a light dream of spring night,coming and going quietly!

  Where has he gone?—No,I should ask first:where does he come from?I don’t know.I don’t know.I also have no ability to catch the dusk and ask him where he came from!Guess,is it from Dong Fanglai?Isn’t the east the place where the sun comes out?Western?Isn’t the West filled with red clouds?South?Only light and heat can be seen in the South.It seems that the North should not be wrong.If we start our association and see that the extreme of the North is the Arctic Ocean,we can imagine to draw such a picture:the white world,the white snow land,and the white iceberg.Then go north,on the edge of the white sky,it is hard to tell which Sky is the sky,the ground,the ice,the snow,just a vast expanse of misty white.Should the hazy gray dusk be transformed from here?

  However,it evolved and then spread.Passing through the Plains and grasslands,only a layer of shadow was left;Passing through the forest,leaving a gloomy darkness,passing through the stream,only the silent light blended into the water,the water was shining in the silent night;When it overflowed the top of the mountain,it left them starlight and Moonlight;When it overflowed the village,it left a vast expanse of white Mu Yan……Every corner has left indelible traces.Later,we went through the lonely desert and came to our land.I can imagine:If I stood in the desert facing the dusk,I would surely watch the dusk running from the edge of the sky in Liaoyuan,like-like what?Should it be like a wisp of smoke?Or like a stretch of cloud shadow?After running,there was still only a shadow left.After running away again,we came to our homeland,along with the white smoke in the distance and the faint golden color on the treetop,also with the sun on the back of insects,it gently fell into people’s hearts,but was rejected.

  However,he was unusually quiet and didn’t mind whether people cared about him or not.He just faced everything in his life in his own way,lonely and cold,we have arranged a world of fantasy but full of poetic fairy tales for us.The hazy gradually becomes bright,just like the shadow reflected in the mirror,which dyed everything with the color of silver gray dream.The cow-colored air condenses like a real cow.But it seems to be flowing softly,sticky and thick again.It brings peace,you listen:-it is quiet,like a mid-night with heavy snow.But is it dead?However,it is not.It will be a little more silent than it is now,and it will also become a dead silence like a tomb.It seems that there is no increase or decrease at all.The beautiful,light,comfortable,quiet,soft,sticky and thick pressing on people’s hearts.The gray sky is like a mist;Trees,houses,smoke lines and clouds are all like the epitome of the night one by one,sticking quietly on the screen.Here,There,dotted with the purple sun of sunset glow and the cold light of little stars.The dusk is really like a poem,a song and a fairy tale;It is like a melodious flute sound from the upper floor of the moon,and a crane crowing in the sky;Like decades of old wine;Like everything that is too beautiful to be expressed.If you can’t say it,you can only see it;If you don’t see it,you can only know it;If you don’t know it,you can only praise it.-However,people were finally locked out of the door.

  Should I say so when I am rejected?No,I should be cautious,such as Chinese characters,whose implication is hard to find.After all,the so-called people are not all people,nor are they all people.Usually,when the time schedule permits,most people will quietly wait for the coming of dusk.It often happens to happen that it often does so,especially in summer,sitting on a short stool,watching the corner of the wall getting dark gradually,the white walls around were also covered with a layer of light shadow.In the darkness,the fragrance of the fragrance of the night came into people’s hearts.Bats fly in the sky.The spider web on the corner of the eaves reflects the gray sky.In the hazy,the lines on the Web and the bodies of mosquitoes and flies stuck on it can also be counted.Suddenly,I raised my head again inadvertently,and there was already a small star blinking in the dark gray sky.In winter,the courtyard is covered with snow.Curled up in the room.When we see the white window paper getting gray gradually,and the flame in the stove which is not as bright as the color in the daytime is getting red and bright gradually.You will also know that it is dusk.Looking out from the crack of the air door:the gray sky,gray roof covered with snow.The half-curved bleak moon was printed in the sky.Although it was a little desolate,it still couldn’t cover the beauty of dusk.At this time,even those who often sat in the well waiting for it to come had to curl up in the room.Only the gray snow was left,accompanied by it outside the deserted door.Who could see this fickle and hazy world?Don’t you feel lonely at dusk?

  But loneliness won’t last long.Still leaving at dusk.Li Shangyin poem said:”The sunset is infinitely good,just near the dusk.”Isn’t the poet lamenting that the dusk can’t stay long?It really couldn’t stay for a long time.In a flash,this dusk was like a light dream,which only swept people’s hearts,leaving a dark night and leaving with its loneliness.

  Gone,really gone.Now I also want to ask:where is the dusk?This is the same as its origin that makes me ponder.It is also impossible to catch the tail of dusk and ask what on earth.But,presumably,people from the North should go to the South!Who said he didn’t go to the south?I saw how it went.-Over the south wall;Over the South Mountain,the forest;Over the beautiful south.Until Africa in Liao Kuang.There are towering mountains in Africa;There are deep Gu Cang dark forests on the mountains.Then,there are tigers in the forest.Tiger?The dusk is coming,and the eyes with only light green Dark Light in the daytime should light up.Does it look like two lamps?There should be wild grass in the forest,which is taller than people.There are lions,big mosquitoes,big spiders and bats in the grass,which are bigger than ordinary bats.The afterglow of the sunset passed through the spider webs on the branches from the thin part of the leaves and leaked in.The brilliant golden light shone by one shone made the whole forest Brown red,after closing the poisonous gas spit out by the poisonous snake under the grass,it turns into colorful fog with five colors.There should also be fireflies.Now it is shining,and there should be flowers;But it seems that it should not be nocturnal incense or evening Jade.What is it?It is the evil flower of all poison and beauty.Shouldn’t evil flowers be produced in poisonous gas?The fragrance of this flower slowly melts into the brownish-red air and into the gorgeous mist.Stir it into a mass;Roll it into a mass of warm hot air.However,soon the hot air was dissolved by the bright night.There are only flickering fireflies left,and now they are gradually brighter.The Tiger’s eyes are more like two lights,watching silently the stars appearing in the dark gray sky.

  But no one really understood this.-Follow the light white light of cold moon to climb into the dark sky?Have you climbed the tianhe river with the little star you are looking?Pressed on the wings of bats,got into the eaves?Does it dissolve behind the distant mountain with the faint red of the western sky?Who can know this clearly?What we know is that it has left,taken away its loneliness and beauty,like a ray of light,like a dream of spring night.

  Go.–Now,what else can I ask now?Wait for tomorrow?Tomorrow comes,and tomorrow,and then tomorrow,continues.When people saw the white smoke in the distance,the treetop was lightly dyed with a layer of golden yellow,and groups of insects flew back with the sky,it seemed that something was pressing on our hearts,we are eager for the coming of our dream.Close the door.It was still dusk that was locked outside the door.When we stretched out our head again to look for it,the dusk had already left.He ran from the arctic ocean and passed by to the african forest.Again,where,who knows?However,the night is coming:the long dark night,the night shining with starlight and moonlight,the night floating with dark fragrance……It’s just a night,a long night,and the night will never end.What about dusk?–Dusk never exists in people’s hearts.Just swept away,like a light dream of spring snack.

Fenghua refers to quicksand,old is a period of time

  The flowing time has become a beautiful embellishment in the way of life.Looking at the sky,watching the snow,being quiet and silent are all good scenery without saying a word.All the year round,the vicissitudes of life and great changes,the idyllic scenery is the poet’s favorite place of return in ancient times.

  Field tunes also have their own personality.They are called spring,summer,autumn and winter.

  In spring,it is a lively elf,waving the dance stick in his hand wantonly.Sprinkle the breath of spring in this field,let it burst out tender branches and leaves,let people who walk in leisure time feel the dance steps of spring,feel the softness of spring breeze,and feel the gurgling flow of the brook,depict the first ink painting in the field.

  In summer,it is a shy girl,carrying a pink pleated skirt,walking slowly,enjoying the sea of flowers.The most indispensable thing in the scorching sun is the brook,with lotus leaves holding lotus flowers,for its escort,the cicadas in the Grove are the symphonies in summer.Sometimes accompanied by some storms,it can be painted with a new layer of vitality in summer.The starry sky in summer makes people feel beauty and happiness.Let us feel it full of vitality and see it depict the second ink painting.

  In autumn,it is a mature adult.The color of autumn is especially different,with yellow maple leaves and red chili.Blue Blue Sky,the sky was clear,am proudly Lake,clear water and thorough,qiuchong Haw,Qiu Chan tweet.Small Bridge flowing water,the setting sun is bright red.In this autumn afternoon,let your thoughts drift away and write down the poems of autumn.Mature it depicts the third ink painting.

  In winter,it is an indifferent ice-snow doll.When it comes to winter,the earth seems to have no vitality at all:the mountains are bleak,hundreds of trees are withered,no birds are flying,and no beasts are heard.At first glance,it looks like a drooping Yun Mu the front,A lifeless picture is frozen.It depicts the last ink painting with the biting cold wind.

  However,every season brings people different feelings,which is the reason why officials in ancient times had to hide.

  Lilac Blossoms,lotus blossoms in full bloom,osmanthus falls,plum blossoms stand alone in the snow.

  I yearn for such a life,just like a newborn bird,yearning for flying in the sky……

  After a sleep,I flipped through my circle of friends,from 2020 to year 16,and then before year 14,the circle was deleted and nothing was seen.The scattered memories may have been forgotten completely,such a WeChat in 2000 years(from 2000 to 2020)for ten years.

  Ten years of life and death are boundless,and you will never forget it if you don’t think about it;An idea,suddenly,is also involuntarily born in your mind.Will words become your final destiny?Of course,I will also answer myself.Since then,I have not been able to determine.Powerless.

  I stopped some trivial and complicated things at hand,so I started to record and tell them in an unhurried and well-organized way Yu Wenzhong night,or you and I are in the mood.The heart is like a slight blue,and the human being is as light as a chrysanthemum.I hope this world is fragrant and Shan Yi,implicit and deep,as well as gentle and elegant as you and me,and is low-key,not for fame or for profit.

  With thousands of thoughts,my heart is like water.Hold your heart,as light as the morning wind.Is it betrayal?Or loneliness?Love in a lifetime,encounter by Karma,if love is deep and righteous.

  Too many stories…There are also too many Xuan sayings in it,the doorway and the right power.Of course,we can’t rule out the negative energy that has existed.There are too many laughter and laughter,people come and go,people go to empty buildings,people go to tea party cool,unforgettable and profound,evil and justice coexist,self-cultivation and harmony,face the sea,walk thousands of miles,past,past,so that the reality and future,love and spirit.

  There are also family affection,friendship,window affection,alumnus affection,jianghu affection,as well as sadness,joy and separation,which were once the existence of strange friendship.I know very well that the records and narratives of pages deep into the bone marrow,more remembered.A general conclusion is…Unexpectedly,there is no big wave in your heart.

  Falling flowers have no intention to go to the running water,and the running water is willing to fall flowers,walking continuously and conscientiously,as if walking on thin ice all the way is also determined.No matter what you see from the circle,what you hear,or what you have talked about and read through it,or what you have already said:’People who do good deeds need thousands of times,however,the evil-abiding people are still thinking about’getting through the outstanding,not getting out of the game.

  Fenghua is easy to pass,time is hard to stay.The Age has gone,I hope you can cherish it.Although I am used to this endless loneliness…Although I am used to the support of this person…After all,it can’t be,gradually moving towards peace?But I don’t want to recall anything.

  With bitterness and happiness,love and hate are casual.In the ordinary fleeting time,people can feel it quietly,listen quietly in the ordinary time,and listen quietly.The most real voice and feeling in people’s heart will be fine.Pick up,put down,pick up.The choice of right and wrong,right and wrong,black and white,learn to distinguish clearly again and again,learn to distinguish again and again,follow the good as the flow,be impassioned again and again,Mo Fei,finally it is not in the plain.

  If all wounds heal…Yesterday is like fireworks,and youth is like Epiphyllum.What makes you most fortunate is whether this text is left.

  If God can give me another chance to start over…I will certainly say to that girl that I love her,and I hope that…Day and night.

  But do you know…It has been ten years…

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