The Touch of Pear Blossom (Prose) Chen Shaoxin
Every year when I go to Xishan to appreciate pear blossoms, I am moved.
If you encounter a first snowfall, the branches will be blooming white, the ground will be light white, and the sunshine and mist will be white dancing in the wind. When you walk in, you will be greeted by wisps of fresh fragrance, as if there is a beautiful lady sitting alone playing the piano. The music is vague, as if it is far yet near, all of which arouses people’s reverie and affects the footsteps of the people searching for it.
The pear blossoms swayed one by one, smiling in the sun-drenched wind. A mist swept in, like a veiled beauty, and the branches were hazy and dreamy, making people imagine. Swimming among the pear blossoms, the pears swaying gently. So I held a pear branch, whispered to the pear blossoms, watched the shyness of a beautiful girl’s pink color, and brewed up poetic feelings for a slight smile floating on the corner of my mouth. For a moment, the pear sitting on the branch looked like a jade-colored Guanyin. Its otherworldly and immortal posture made me hold my breath in surprise.
The elephant’s pear orchard is quiet, and the mountains are winding, like snow, but not snow.
Reading pear blossoms in the mist, the humid chirping of birds, sometimes close, sometimes far away, the pear petals blown by the windbreaker are like “fireflies”, like the notes of the guqin falling, the subtle and subtle sound brings you into the “snowy land” ” World, your heart is shaken, your pear blossoms are also shaken, both real and illusory, I feel a kind of charm, bite you gently, peck you carefully, like fish lips and muscles, like the love of a lover, wonderful meaning It’s actually hard to say.
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