Omniscient and Almighty

   Chapter 718 Endless Flower Sea

  Sakura is the national flower of Japan.

   Every spring and summer, from Okinawa, the southernmost island, to Hokkaido, the northernmost island, cherry blossoms bloom one after another with the pace of the season and climate, stretching for several months.

   And many people who love cherry blossoms, both in Japan and abroad, also follow this route from south to north, which is called "Sakura no Trip", and a lot of cherry blossom culture was born from this.

   In fact, in terms of the absolute number of plantings, the cherry blossoms in China are not necessarily less than the cherry blossoms in Japan.

  China has no national flower.

   Cherry blossoms can't be, no matter how many, the cultural symbols simply don't match.

   So, what are the fit?

  The answer is no.

   There is no flower that can fully and completely interpret the image and temperament of such a great country.

   China.

   China is worth mentioning.

   It doesn't matter, she doesn't matter, it doesn't matter.

   is too complicated.

   From thousands of years ago to the present.

   Those who are familiar with history, or even primary and secondary school students, often come into contact with such a sentence pattern when studying history: "XX BC..."

   A lot of people are used to it.

   But in fact, "big history" is in it.

   AD is not the point.

   The emphasis is on BC.

  The King of Qin destroyed the six kingdoms and came to the world. He called him "the first emperor". That year was 221 BC. ——

The meaning of this sentence is that before the birth of the epoch, more than two hundred years ago, we already had a unified political empire, and before that, we experienced a cultural explosion earlier, which was a A civilized feast like a world-shattering event.

   and then.

   has come all the way for thousands of years.

   Several times of reunification, many collapses, many times of prosperity, and many times of ruin.

   Once stood at the top, proud of the world, and dominated the top of the world; he also experienced the darkest, the country is down, the civilization is decadent, the lifeblood of the people is tied to the enemy's hoofs and guns.

   We laughed.

  We cried too.

   We were proud.

   We are also disappointed and disappointed to the point of despair.

   We have experienced what others have experienced; we have experienced what others have not experienced; we have experienced what others have experienced in the past, present, and future, what they have experienced, what they are experiencing, and what they will experience.

  All, all, we have experienced.

   And all those experiences have been accumulated in thousands of years and turned into "Twenty-Four Histories" and "Hundred Schools of Masters".

   turned into "Peony Ode".

   turned into "Ai Lian Shuo".

   turned into "Bamboo and Stone Map".

   turned into "Praise of Poplar".

  …

   What single flower can represent such an experience?

No.

   Even compounding is difficult.

  Therefore, China has no national flower.

   Then, many people, in appreciation, love all "beauty".

Just like that, Ji Yan, Zhao Lan, Qian Xiaoqin and the others, under the lush cherry tree, enjoyed the cherry blossoms like rain for a while, and took turns to take pictures frantically, and then they moved to the next large pear tree. .

   The pear blossoms are in bloom, as white as jade.

  The pink and white of cherry blossoms are beautiful, and the lustrous white of pear flowers is also beautiful. The former is colorful and the latter is warm.

   Even the photos showed some differences.

   When they were under the cherry blossom tree, the three girls ran and laughed, crazy, but when they got to the pear tree, they took more pictures of very quiet ladies.

   Zhao Lan even said that tomorrow he will change into a white dress and come here to take pictures.

  The cherry blossoms have a light taste, and there is no trace of them.

   Pear flowers are fragrant and clear, but they are not named for their taste.

   At this moment, the three of them were under the pear blossom tree, in the pear blossom bushes, unconsciously sniffing, but they smelled a strong and intoxicating fragrance.

   "What kind of fragrance is this?" Ji Yan's nose sniffed.

   "Not here." Qian Xiaoqin said, "I'm very familiar with this smell, I've definitely smelled it! Wait a minute, I think about it, I can definitely remember it!"

   However, after thinking about it for a long time, she didn't think of it.

  Qian Xiaoqin stomped her feet anxiously.

   There were more people talking in the distance to help them determine the direction. The three of them stepped on it. After about seven or eight minutes, they saw a purple field in front of them.

   When I came closer, I realized that it was a sea of ​​purple flowers.

  There are countless tourists like them, wandering in and out of this endless flower world.

   Not only tourists, but also a large number of butterflies and bees.

   Especially butterflies.

The    flower is a large flower, purple and white, like grapes, hanging in clusters.

The ones that are one meter high can be touched by hand, the ones that are two meters high are suspended above the head, and the ones that are three meters high to four meters or even more than ten meters high, extending to form "Flower Mountain" and "Flower Sea", and this piece, I don't know how many acres. , or dozens of acres, or more.

  A large number of butterflies are interspersed in these flowers, mountains and seas of flowers. Under the bright sun, the scene is like a dream.

   When they came to the front and merged themselves into this sea of ​​flowers and mountains, Ji Yan and the three were completely speechless, there was no praise or beauty, only fascinated and completely intoxicated.

So beautiful!

  It's so fragrant!

   They are like many, many tourists, with their faces raised and their eyes closed.

   Then, take a deep breath.

   Deep breathing, deep breathing, back and forth, as if to open the whole body.

   After a long time, Qian Xiaoqin was still fascinated and said: "Wisteria! I never knew that wisteria can be so beautiful! It can also be fragrant!"

   Then it’s taking pictures.

   Take pictures like crazy.

  This time, it's really crazy!

   They take pictures of themselves, each other, then flowers, various flower stands, butterflies, dynamic and static.

   keep patting.

   It's like the phone has unlimited power and unlimited capacity.

The car has been driving in this purple and white flower sea, it seems to be endless, but above the interest, none of the three Ji Yan felt tired, and then, it was the factor of time, which made them reluctantly wake up from the ecstasy. Mobile phone map, adjusted the direction of the car.

   However, while pedaling, he unconsciously stepped into another sea of ​​flowers.

   is still a strong fragrance that can be smelled from afar.

   But this time it is not intoxicating, but refreshing.

   Even if it is not intentional to take a deep breath, it is naturally refreshing.

   I can't tell if it is a fragrance, a warm fragrance, or a sweet fragrance.

   "Sophora japonica! I like Sophora japonica nectar the most!" Zhao Lan shouted, "Hey, Yanzi, Qinzi, do you think there is any Sophora japonica nectar for sale here?"

   Zhao Lan's grandmother and grandfather are beekeepers.

  When she was a child, she had an endless supply of honey, and the most of those honeys were miscellaneous nectars.

   That is also Zhao Lan's childhood memory.

   But that was a long, long time ago. Zhao Lan's grandmother and grandfather passed away one after another, almost ten or twenty years ago.

   During this period, it was not that Zhao Lan had never drank honey again, but the honey in his memory. Especially in recent years, not to mention the processed honey sold in the supermarket, it is a lot of raw honey, and it is said that it is the honey of Sophora japonica. Zhao Lan did not drink the taste in memory.

   I don't know if her memory is wrong, the taste of childhood has been promoted to be beautiful, or it is the current honey, it really can't be done.

   But at this time, I came under another boundless locust flower tree, and walked through this white flower sea, smelling the familiar smell and feeling the fragrance that penetrated my heart.

  The deeply hidden memory resurfaced.

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   (end of this chapter)