A few degrees of chrysanthemum flowers

[ Guide ]: Mother’s love for chrysanthemum has never been a secret in the village. I also clearly remember when I was a child, when the front yard of my family arrived in autumn, there was always a large golden one.. That’s the money chrysanthemum that my mother was waiting for. Although the flowers are not big, they are very flourishing..   The autumn wind blows away the summer heat and makes the skin feel slightly cool. Autumn wind, dyed yellow grass, dyed yellow maple leaf; The autumn wind, blowing down the leaves, the Indus tree on the roadside, withering away, finally issued a helpless and heavy sigh, reluctantly drifting away from the branches; Autumn wind, blowing through the whole season, the rice in the field in the distance, golden, cotton, snow-white and busy farmers.     The autumn wind blew the purple of the garden and the chrysanthemum of one of the four gentlemen in the flower. As if it were a fair, it was in full swing. Chrysanthemum, she has a loose style and may – like character. The chrysanthemums in the garden show a charming attitude, and the wind floats and dances, making people feel full of poetry and flowers.. White chrysanthemum, as white as snow, floating like a cloud, looks like ten thousand square meters; The red chrysanthemum, such as the burning flame, has a special feeling and looks like a proud face. Money Chrysanthemum, Huang Cancan’s, is small and exquisite, fresh and handsome. Green, purple, with different expressions … Ah, however, the withered grass can’t hide the loneliness of autumn. A autumn rain drenched the whole season, drenched my hair and even drenched my mood. Seeing the chrysanthemums in full bloom in the garden, I breathed deeply and breathed deeply with a faint fragrance.. The flowers of the golden chrysanthemum are particularly striking, with petals like newly-born bean sprouts densely packed tightly around them.. Looking at her brilliant flowers, I couldn’t help but misty my eyes.     I have a special feeling for chrysanthemum. Mother’s life is predestined friends with chrysanthemum. She was born in the blooming season of chrysanthemum and left the world in the blooming season of chrysanthemum.. Not only does she have chrysanthemum in her name, but she also enjoys raising chrysanthemum. This is almost all my memory of my mother.     Mother’s love for chrysanthemum has never been a secret in the village. I also clearly remember when I was a child, when the front yard of my family arrived in autumn, there was always a large golden one.. That’s the money chrysanthemum that my mother was waiting for. Although the flowers are not big, they are very flourishing.. The quiet fragrance often drew the neighbors to stop and look back. Mother’s love for chrysanthemum is naturally different from Tao Yuanming’s. Tao Yuanming’s broad – minded, seemingly natural and unrestrained, is actually an escape from reality and shows how much helplessness in his quiet life.. Away from the dark social reality, sending the scenery is not from its original intention. Although the mother’s life was extremely bumpy, the young man lost his mother and assumed the responsibility of taking care of his younger siblings in the course of growing up, enjoying the hardships of life too early. Middle – aged followed the father who suffered injustice and suffered torture. Old people lose their husbands and suffer from illness. It can be said that fate is very bad! From time to time through the pain, mother’s laughter is still bright and clear, and she is always so enthusiastic about life..     Mother loves chrysanthemum, especially the less expensive money chrysanthemum. I never cared about it when I was a child. When I grow up, I don’t understand much. On one occasion, I inadvertently asked my mother, ” Mom, let’s raise some rare varieties next year.”. ‘ Mother smiled.’ Why? Compared with others, I don’t want to. Mother’s words made me even more puzzled. ” Why? This is very cheap and good to raise. Just pour some water at intervals of three to five. Don’t need too much service. Those rare, delicate ones. I didn’t understand that the original mother’s love for her was all due to her lack of temperance and her exuberant vitality.. No matter how bad the external environment is, she is still bright and fragrant in autumn..     Mother’s life, through the wind and rain of the world, is still calm, still warm as fire, still deeply in love. The persistence, is it the average person can do it? Mother is beautiful. Her beauty lies not only in her appearance, but also in her selfless devotion to her family and children.. Looking back on my mother’s life, I suddenly felt that she was as fresh and beautiful as the petite flower of money..     It’s been three years since my mother died. I can no longer see my mother’s chrysanthemum. Can no longer hear mother’s whispering; I can no longer feel the fragrance reaching deep into my heart. A few times of chrysanthemum flowers, the same season, the same aroma, and people are not there, the voice is hard to find.[ Responsibility Editor: Chloe[ Original ]