At that time, the mountains were full of natural wild flowers, which were rare, especially in cities. This kind of azalea can only be seen occasionally near rockeries in some big city parks. So it's very interesting. At that time, in order to see the reflected mountain red all over the mountain, partners were often invited to the countryside to watch open-air screen movies. At that time, it was shown in turn in rural areas that decimals also went to seven villages.
Later, after reading the poems of Chinese and foreign scholars praising Yingshanhong, I realized that Yingshanhong has been in people's hearts for thousands of years. Poets of all ages regarded Yingshanhong as a beauty, and compared it with Furong Peony. Xu Ning, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, wrote: "The flame of Zhu Xia moves in the mountains, and the voice of the green field is Du Yulai;" Who is the king of Shu bird, since the crow also has its own bloom "; Yang Wanli, a famous poet in the Song Dynasty, said, "Why do you have to watch the spring breeze in the famous garden? "On weekdays, Jinjiang is auspicious, and Qingxi reflects the mountain red. "Every time I read it, I will always be moved and impressed by the simple and tenacious vitality of Yingshanhong. I am full of affection and friendship for Yingshanhong, and I can't put it down.
At first, I only knew that Yingshanhong was only red. Later, with the growth of age, I saw the introduction in some flower magazines, only to know that there are not only many kinds of flowers, but also various colors, about 40 kinds. There are white, gold, white with pink ... The world of flowers is really vast, and nature is really mysterious. Seeing flowers can make people suddenly have a lot of associations, which will bring physical and mental pleasure and infinite yearning.
The real name of Yingshanhong is wild azaleas, and mountains are fertile ground for their growth. On the sunny slope of the mountain, it is their home that they like to take root. Some of these azaleas have many branches, some have many flowers, and some are flourishing. Every spring, under the spring breeze, the azaleas on the hillside stick their heads out of the grass and merge into a sea of flowers, which is everywhere. It looks colorful, colorful, mostly lux, just like a red flag raising a hill.
On a warm spring day in bloom, when the mountains are full of red, you can walk into the mountains, bend along the mountain road, and look up to see the magnificent momentum of Yingshanhong. These aura flowers, with the essence of the sun and the moon, are gorgeous and intoxicating. I really knew Yingshanhong in a spring in the early 1990s. That year, I was moved by the touching story of an urban teacher who took root in a mountainous area, and decided to use my savings to donate books to a poor school where he was located to help the school establish a student library. In order to do this job perfectly, five literary friends and I actively participated in this hope project, and collected nearly 3000 books for teenagers to read, and then sent them after contacting them.
It was the weather in early April. We started at three o'clock in the morning, and after nearly fifteen hours' journey, we crossed mountains and mountains for more than 1000 kilometers, overcoming many difficulties. According to the school mailing address provided by the other friend, we crossed Siming Mountain and came to a middle school in the depths of Kuocang Mountain near Li Lu, Wenzhou Baiyu. It's already past three in the afternoon.
When our car stopped on a hillside overgrown with weeds, the stone fence opened the wooden door and more than 300 students poured out. Under the guidance of the teacher, they waved fiery red flowers and lined up in two rows to welcome us. Where did you get so many flowers? I was in a bit of a hurry. Why should such a poor school buy flowers? This is not ... to welcome our headmaster to see me looking at flowers, as if thinking something. He seems to know what's on my mind. The secret said, "this flower is not bought, but a wild azalea on the hillside behind our school." There are so many mountain flowers here that people in the mountains can see them as soon as they open the door. Besides, you want the school to send us so much spiritual food, and the students in our school have to welcome you with flowers to show the feelings of poor teenagers ... "The headmaster said, smiling brightly.
Looking at those particularly short students in the mountains, looking at their eager eyes for wisdom and curiosity, looking at their smiling faces, my heart suddenly rippled. Suddenly I feel that we have done the right thing in this world that needs care and help, and it is true if we do it well.
We carried bundles of books out of the car. When the teachers picked up books with smiling faces and walked quickly together, the welcoming team waved bouquets and began to sing and dance. At that moment, I was moved to tears. Really, that was a special touch in my life. This is glory and pride. That's what people do. When they can touch others, they are often touched. This is a portrayal of life with love in interpersonal harmony and interaction in excitement.
I held up a heavy book and walked into the welcoming students. I was so excited that I didn't even say thank you When we moved the books to a dilapidated library classroom, I saw the whole school. It is not only old, but also small. It is really not easy for teachers to do their best in such a place. I am proud of the education my friends received in the mountain village ... Just when I was thinking, the welcome team gathered around again, and they sent the most beautiful flowers to us. The girl who sent me Ying Shanhong is a little lame. Although she is not tall, she looks smart, with bright eyes and a slightly rosy face. "Her feet?" I looked at the little girl.
The school counselor teacher told me: "This girl's name is Yu, and her family is particularly poor. Her parents are in poor health, but she is not poor. In addition to studying during the day, she goes home as soon as school is over and goes to the mountains to feed the geese and sheep raised at home ... This bunch of flowers was specially picked from the mountain at home. It is a rare rhododendron in the mountains, which consists of seven varieties ... "I also know from the counselor's words. This is really a creative welcome activity, which is well done according to local conditions. ...
The next day is Saturday, around 8: 30 in the morning, more than a dozen students, led by the principal and teachers, knocked on the door of the small hotel. Teachers and students smiled and invited us to the back hill to see the beautiful Yingshanhong. We ate steamed bread and sweet potatoes, and then we followed them happily, all the way in high spirits. When we arrived at the back hill, we saw several young teachers and counselors, as well as Yu and more than 50 students standing together and applauding us. In front of the bamboo forest in Houshan, there is a sunny hillside, and our flower viewing activities are carried out at a fast pace designed by the children themselves.
The sun rises above the bamboo forest, shining brightly and dancing. Appreciating Yingshanhong together-writing Yingshanhong together-singing Yingshanhong together is a typical activity trilogy. "Go-"I don't know which student raised the small flag, and the students immediately began to cheer. Floating into the distance along the small flag, we looked ahead and saw a piece of red in front, like a red carpet spread from the hillside to the middle of the distant green grass, like a brilliant summer rainbow floating all over the ground. Walking up and climbing the hillside, everyone was panting, but strangely, I limped around without shouting tired, which simply made me admire. I asked, "Yu, are you tired?" She shook her head and said, "Nothing, I have been used to this road since I was a child ..."
The flowers of Yingshanhong are really beautiful and smell good. There is a faint fragrance flowing in the surrounding air, which is a little faint. Groups of bees, groups of colorful butterflies, and unknown little birds in the mountains are flying up and down among the flowers, and they are tirelessly and greedily kissing the flowers. Some students picked up the prepared butterfly net and chased butterflies desperately. After a while, I ordered dozens of them, all of which were said to be specimens for biology teachers. This is a good way to use local materials.
In the laughter, some students also picked fragrant flowers, peeled off the fiery red and pink receptacle, and sucked it as soon as they put it to their mouths. The headmaster smiled and said, "azaleas are the red of life." There is no pollution here. These flowers are pure natural and clean. Sucking nectar is good for your health! ... He also told me that during the three years of natural disasters, people in the mountains had no rice and no noodles to eat, and there was nothing to eat in spring. They depended on the flowers and leaves of Sophora japonica to make a living ... "
Yu Ying also told me: "Dad said that when I was a child, they drank this flower soup almost every day in spring, and all the azaleas in the mountains were picked ..." She was very funny and told me the story of azaleas: It is said that there was a child named Hong Haier in the ancient mountainous area who fought bravely with the robbers who broke into the mountainous area, and finally bled too much and gave his precious life. Later, the azaleas grew in the bleeding place ... Although the story was immature, it was unconventional and let people know.
The higher we climb, the more flowers there will be. Climbing to the top of the mountain and looking around, I saw bright azaleas blooming everywhere on the red land. This mountain is full, and there are more on that mountain. These flowers, blooming brightly, in clusters, make people feel happy in the red sea of azaleas. I have never seen so many real flowers and such beautiful scenery. We were intoxicated by the azaleas everywhere. So, we hummed, "There are azaleas all over the mountain …". Melodious tunes blend in with the scenery in front of us.
There are many azaleas, and the azaleas in the sun are as fresh as red silk. When I saw me staring at the flowers, she leaned down and squatted beside a rhododendron with buds. Suddenly, she reached out and turned the soil hard. After a while, she tied the root of a rhododendron with roots and mud tightly with plastic paper and gave it to me: "Uncle, this flower is for you. When you go home and raise it in a bigger flowerpot, it will produce good lux flowers ... "
About ten minutes later, the students came back panting and sweating. They all hold flowers of different colors in their hands and give them to the team leader. Several students also sent their new flowers to our hands. Suddenly, we are as happy as children. ...
Later, when I returned to Shanghai, I gave the azalea tree to a small park in the local community, which became an independent landscape beside the rockery and would bloom every year. And every flowering period, I always go to see it, watch it grow, grow thick and grow solid, and enjoy its beautiful scenery ... this is also fate, but that encounter with Yu made me a rare good student in my life. We met in the process of sending books and enjoying flowers, and we started the activity of holding hands with big hands.
Letters come every year, raising the wings of holding hands. I always send Hong Ying the tuition and school supplies she needs. I wish her good grades in all aspects. She really lived up to her expectations. She studied really hard, worked hard, overcame the unimaginable difficulties of ordinary people, overcame the inconvenience of feet, and even made her own achievements in sports.
In an exchange, I suddenly asked her why she used the name "Hong Ying". She told me that Ying Shanhong in her hometown lived silently in the secluded depths of Shan Ye all her life, and she was never complacent about her glory. They are not afraid of high mountains and steep roads, drought and wind and rain. They are rooted in the land and release eternal vitality in their lives ... The name of "Hong Ying" is to learn the spirit of Yingshanhong, learn from them, ask less of others and give more fragrant feelings to others. She said: I want to be a azalea ... I don't talk much, but I can see her innocent heart. Because of this, I have a new understanding of the azaleas in that mountain.
Later, I graduated from junior high school and was admitted to a health school. I'll write to congratulate her at once, hoping that she will make persistent efforts. She wrote: Seriously, I am Shan's daughter, and I want to learn the spirit ... When graduation homework approached, the class teacher saw that her foot was a little lame. Considering her convenient travel, she wanted to recommend her to work in a big hospital in the city, but I didn't agree. She told the teacher: doctors and nurses are needed in poor mountainous areas. I want to go back to my mountainous area with other students ... and promised that she wants to be A Ying Hongshan.
Later, when I learned about it, Yu had already worked in the local mountain health center. I was moved by her behavior. Yes, she grew up and did the right thing. In front of my eyes, a sunny mountain appeared immediately, with sunny azaleas and fiery red flowers. ...