On the topic of Hongfeng's composition
That's the red maple, the red maple on Qixia Mountain.
The winter rain for several days has smeared a thin layer of oil on Hongfeng. Her color is so red, red to glowing, extremely red, and red like venous blood. However, the sunshine in winter is no longer so hot and dazzling, but becomes gentle. The sun shines on the red maple and reflects into our eyes. The winter passion is unrestrained.
The cold breeze, she swayed, her beautiful face was covered with a girl's blush, her red dress swayed with the wind, and the pilgrims and tourists gathered orange and yellow hot eyes. That red color, like the flame of life, burns in the branches of early winter, reflects the eyes of the mountain people in the colder and colder wind, and burns in the hearts of those who miss the past.
And just then, I was hit by a red flame. The flame of life, the burning flame, suddenly made me speechless, and my feet could no longer walk. I stared at her and whispered. ...
The top of Qixia Mountain is forgotten in the north, which is the endless Yangtze River. This piece of red maple forest is probably irrigated by the water of the Yangtze River, so it is as free as red, and there is no bound red. The unique beauty of Hongfeng, which lives in a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, is not available in my hometown. They seem to be born beautiful. They are blessed with inexhaustible nourishment, so they are as delicate as red, purplish as purple and silent as Newspeak.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain. Perhaps this poem can explain the origin of qixia temple. In the first year of Renshou, Emperor Wendi of Sui Dynasty built a stupa in eighty-three states, with qixia temple as the first pagoda, so qixia temple is a temple with flourishing incense. The red maple forest surrounds the upper part of qixia temple. Maybe this is the feng shui of Buddhism. The incense smells fragrant, with the herbal flavor of red maple, which makes people calm and meaningful. Monks and Buddhists hide in the mountains, and red maple grows in the mountains. Good as water, the geometry of the sun. Light a wick, close your palm, and the pilgrims make a long-cherished wish. Stepping on the steps, walking into the maple forest and enjoying the maple leaves may be the reason why qixia temple has been civilized for generations.
Qixia Hongfeng, just like her geographical location, along the Yangtze River, has the passion and boldness of women in Jiangbei and the graceful shyness of women in Jiangnan. Her harmony is a beautiful gift from nature to the world.
In the vein of a small red maple, there is the ambition of a young man in his prime.
I appreciate the red maple in the mountains, and I appreciate Qixia with red maple.
Just because the red maple is everywhere, the kind of red that permeates the depths of the soul, as strong as blood, is a kind of red that can make life jump!
Leaves fall back to their roots. Looking down, the fallen dead leaves, which have no brilliant red color, go with the soil to feed the roots and let the red maple bloom in the coming year.
The solstice of winter has passed, and the weather in the south is not so cold. On weekends, I went on a winter trip to Qixia Mountain, a famous mountain in Nanjing, with my school teacher Xia and several alumni. It's all about Qixia Hongfeng. I want to express my feelings through things. But I am anxious and entangled in many distractions, and I am afraid that I will suffocate the beauty of this red maple. -Notes