Haiyan Heqing Four O’clock Days

  Chapter 87 [Can Ju Qiufeng] The cold chrysanthemum rain is often lingering dew and re-climbing to visit Nanshan [Han Lu·Third]

  The chrysanthemum was everywhere for nine days,

  Shen Yu holds people to the extreme.

  It is difficult to compose poems with brocade and haze,

  No one thinks about the late sunset.

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  People formed a group at the bottom of the mountain and prepared to climb higher. With trekking poles in their hands, the old people stepped up the steps step by step.

An old man accompanied Kyushu and Hanlu: This is not an old man who came to ask for directions, nor is Kyushu and Hanlu taking the initiative to help the elderly in this day of respecting the elderly. After all, the elderly who come to climb the mountain all have their own With my old friends or children, it is not the turn of Kyushu for them to show love.

  This little old man is actually a god—he is Chongyang.

  Chongyang has looked like a little old man since he was born. In fact, Chongyang’s age is as old as most of the gods in the Four Seasons Wonderland, but it turns out that the appearance when he was just born is the most stable of the Four Seasons Wonderland gods.

  Grey beard, long dragged to the chest. There is no common turbidity and chaos in the eyes of old people. Because Chongyang is a god, the eyes are very clear. Chongyang's eyebrows are long, and they are raised at the end of the eyebrows, and they have a childlike look. They are very funny when they speak.

   brought a lot of chrysanthemum cakes and chrysanthemum wine, chrysanthemum cakes are for Kyushu, and chrysanthemum wine is for Hanlu.

  Like the Qixi Festival, Double Ninth Festival is born out of people's wishes and beliefs. This is also the difference between them and Han Lu, who are born with the gods who are born with the earth and the mountains and rivers. People climbed high to pray for blessings and their belief in the Four Seasons gave birth to the birth of Chongyang.

Maybe it’s because Chongyang was born to look older than the other gods. I thought about everything carefully, and reminded me again and again, for fear that other people and gods didn’t understand, or didn’t remember clearly. What caused some bad results.

  Look, isn’t Chongyang the beginning?

   "Hanlu, that wine is for you. Don't give it to Kyushu if you think it is fresh."

  Chongyang began to mutter, "That chrysanthemum cake is not for you, it is specially prepared for Kyushu. Don't all end up in your own mouth."

   "Kyushu is our four o'clock visitor after all. Although we are called brothers and sisters, they are actually juniors. You can't..."

  Walking all the way up the mountain, the people who surpassed one person and two immortals were holding bundles of cornel in their hands. They looked up to the mountain with pious faces, not daring to stop their steps.

  Climbing to the middle of the mountain, the field of vision becomes wider, and you can see the chrysanthemums planted in the village not far from the foot of the mountain. The clusters of brocades are now blooming in full bloom, like clusters of fireworks blooming brilliantly.

  Following Kyushu and Chongyang, Hanlu climbed to higher peaks, Hanlu casually exerted fairy power, calling out a few clouds.

  The rain is like a cow hair, similar to the rain during the period of Shangsi, except that the warmth has been replaced by a bit of coldness.

  Rain accompanied one person and two immortals in Kyushu and the surrounding people to the top of the mountain, and also brought up the bitter chrysanthemum atmosphere at the foot of the mountain.

  The damp bitter and fragrant air pierced into the nostrils, dripped into the mouth and throat, and made bitterness everywhere in the mouth. Kyushu was almost pierced with tears by the bitter breath.

  Obviously the same is true for the surrounding people, but they still braved the rain to walk up to the mountain, prepared to take out the umbrella, unprepared, so they had to find something that could block the wind and rain, and move on.

   Seeing this, Han Lu quickly collected the clouds and rain, and said in secret: How can I be so confused!

  In this way, when the people surrounded by them all climbed to the top of the mountain, the sun appeared in the southwest, reflecting a red glow--I wonder if it was the few days ago?

Some people laid out blankets on the mountain, drank and ate cakes, and chanted poems; some found a suitable angle, teamed up to take pictures, and clocked in to recommend; others still piously inserted the cornel in their hands all over the distance Looking at it, Xu Shiyou's brother from afar still hasn't returned...

  Only an hour or so, Kyushu was a little tired from playing, and everyone on the mountain was preparing to go back down the mountain.

  The afterglow of the sun flickers and flickers in the distant mountains, reflecting the red glow. And this red glow sprinkled into the golden chrysanthemum fields at the foot of the mountain, reflecting a late autumn sunset, landscape, vegetation, and a beautiful scene of haze.

  The ancients are sincere not to deceive the present. After the sunset, the frustrated dusk is really bleak, just like the phrase "The sunset is infinitely good, but it's almost dusk."

  It is difficult for people who chant poems to recite, those who take pictures have tears in their eyes, and those who intervene stiffen up...

No one doesn’t love this splendor, but when you think of the beauty of the sunset, you can only get it in the dark night. When you think of your elderly parents, brothers in the distance, and the rough life, you just think that the sunset is too early, rather late. some.

  The sunset comes later, and they can still show their filial piety to their elderly parents for a few more years, and they can also wait until the distant brothers return home, and they can still see the bright road ahead.

  Meng Jiuzhou suddenly understood the thoughts of the ancient poets. The late autumn sunset reveals the impermanence of the world, the passage of time, and so many missions, responsibilities, and ideals. Who wants the sunset of life to come early?

  　Knowledge link: [related knowledge mentioned in this chapter (including some extensions)]

  　　 Introduction to Chongyang

  　　①Chongyang Ninth Festival is on the ninth day of the ninth month of the lunar calendar every year.

  　　②It already appeared during the Double Ninth Festival and the Warring States Period.

  　　 Chongyang Customs

  　　①Climbing (also the custom of cold dew)

  　　②Eating chrysanthemum cake

  　　③Drink chrysanthemum wine

  　　④ insert cornel

  　　⑤Respect for the elderly

  　　 other related

① "The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's just near dusk": From Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty (little Li and Du's "Li"), the whole poem reads "I feel unwell to the night, and drive to the ancient plains. The setting sun is infinitely good, but it's near dusk."

  　　②Insert Juyu to read brothers: from Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering Shandong Brothers on September 9th", "I am a stranger in a foreign land, and I miss relatives every festive season. I know that the brothers climbed the heights, and there is only one person who inserts Juyu."

  　　 The author would like to say: Cherish the time, the sunset comes early, and cherish the current realization of dreams, realization of ambitions, and fulfilling their responsibilities and missions. At the same time, respecting and loving the elderly is not a matter of a day. It is true that nowadays some elderly people have the suspicion of "relying on the old and selling the old", but we cannot generalize and respect the elderly forever.

  　　[Part of the information comes from the Internet, and is made by self-integration and interpretation]

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