Nietzsche said: “ Every day that does not dance is a failure of life”. So each season seems to be given the mission. Spring everything revives and grows, is the time of sowing, summer is colorful and warm, trees luxuriant, is the time of waiting, autumn calm and texture, is the time of harvest, and winter is far away and thick, let a person think deeply, is the time of rest and plan. People go about their business in the cycle of seasons, doing what they can to live up to what the seasons give them. Just like the mango seed, while we harvest the joy, don't forget to plant hope.
Mangkatsuri is the ninth of the twenty-four seasons. Anmiao, worshiping the God of Flowers, mud fighting, and boiling green plums are all customs of the Mangseo season.
“If you don't plant mango seeds, it's useless to plant them again. ” “ May plant potatoes plate big pier, June plant potatoes a root ” are fully manifested crop planting, “ spring scramble day, summer scramble time ” busy and urgent.
In fact, the two words Mang Seed should be viewed separately, Mang “ awned wheat quickly harvested ”, seed, “ awned rice can be planted ”.
Lu You wrote in "Time to Rain":
Time to rain and mango seeding, all the four fields are planting rice seedlings.
Family wheat rice fragrance, everywhere diamond song long.
This poem not only describes the weather at the time of mango planting, but also reflects people's busy life in the fields at this time.
Festivals have drifted farther away from us in the city. The only thing we can remember is the hustle and bustle of the festival. I walked all the way home along the Fuhe Park, the flowers are thankful, the leaves in the rain under the nourishment of the new green can be. The roadside plum tree is already full of plums, not yet ripe plums, next to each other, crowded in the green leaves, looking at can not help but make people's hearts expect. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and you'll be able to do it all in one place.
The setting sun cast the shade on the ground, a sparrow in front of me walking slowly, heard my footsteps, turned back to look at me, then flew into the bushes.
A youthful figure ran past me, and the girl's cell phone was playing "Mango" sung by Zhao Fangjing
“ Plant 10,000 Lotus Flowers, germinate in the midst of all the living beings,
Waiting for 10,000 Answers to the red dust! . The rosary beads fall into the mud of time,
To be cut off to interpret the reading of compassion. ”
Lyrics are vivid and beautiful, but this magical brainwashing god song, really let me can't think of what it has to do with the mango.
Knowing that the lyrics of "Mango" are to the effect that: “ When you have experienced the life and death of the world, the fate of the world, or confusion or enlightenment, will be in the muddled middle school will know. The road of life you plant what cause, will get what fruit. ”
Girls forehead sweat in the setting sun shines brightly, the robust figure began to run away from my sight. I always believe that the years will always reward those who quietly insist, and very hard work. Mangdiao is a festival full of expectations, and the much-anticipated college entrance examination is also held in this season every year, which reminds me of my daughter's participation in the college entrance examination the year before last.
That year, my husband and I also accompanied a member of the army of the test, the night before the entrance examination is not sleep well. Wake up early in the morning, put a good friend last night to send the cake dumplings set up, let your daughter eat, meaning “ high school ”.
Daughter in the South University attached to the high school, the examination point from the South University attached to the ten-minute drive. In order to reduce the child's nervousness, but also allows her to have more time to rest. The morning after the test we couple decided, or back to the South University cafeteria to eat, after lunch daughter back to the dormitory to rest, ready for the afternoon test. We parked the car in the shade of a tree on the campus of the South University, squinting for a while. Thinking that there are students in the dormitory, the campus is still familiar with the campus, I hope to alleviate her anxiety to the greatest extent possible, this moment to realize the difficulty of parenthood. In the afternoon, after the examination, we flew home without asking any more questions. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Whenever I see the vast army of people accompanying the test, I am touched by the love of parents.
Busy seeding, harvesting and planting, farmers harvest their grain, planting the hope of the fall. Children harvest their acceptance letters from universities and sow their future.
“ wheat harvest rice plug, fall solid and then climb to the top ”. Wish all the students to climb the first peak of life. I believe that every pay, have harvest. I believe that every sweat, there are seasons of reward.
