Native Title: 紫藤萝
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Genres: Romance, Drama
Aired: 2022 – ?
Duration: 45 min.
I have never seen such a blooming vine, only a brilliant lavender, like a waterfall, hanging from the sky, neither its beginning nor its end . Just deep and shallow purple, as if flowing, laughing and growing. On the large purple banner, there is a little silver light, like a splash of water. When I looked closely, I realized that it was the lightest part of each purple flower, teasing each other with the sun.
Here, Spring Red 3 has already disappeared, and there are no flower-viewing crowds, nor bees and butterfly formations. There is the gleaming, blooming vines of this tree. The flowers are clustered one after another, one after the other, pushing and squeezing each other, so lively and lively!
“I’m blooming!” they laughed.
“I’m blooming!” they shouted.
Each ear of flowers is blooming above and waiting to be placed below. The color was light up and down, as if the purple had settled down, in the tenderest and smallest buds. Each blooming flower is like a small full sail, with a pointed cabin under the sail, and the cabin is bulging; it is like a smile that can’t help but burst into bloom. What kind of fairy dew nectar is there? I leaned in and wanted to pick one.
But I didn’t pick it up. I have no habit of picking flowers. I just stood and stared at it, feeling that this wisteria waterfall was not only in front of my eyes, but also slowly flowing in my heart. Flowing and flowing, it took away the anxiety and grief that had been pressing on my heart all the time, it was about the mystery of life and death, brotherhood. I was immersed in the brilliance of this dense flower, and nothing else existed for the time being, only the tranquility of the spirit and the joy of life.
In addition to the brilliance, there is also a faint fragrance. The fragrance also seems to be light purple, and it gently envelopes me like a dream. I suddenly remembered that there was a large wisteria radish outside the house more than ten years ago. It climbed very high by a dead locust tree, but the flowers were always sparse, and a string of flowers hung in the treetops in the east and west . , as if testing something. Later, even the sparse bouquet of flowers disappeared. Other wisteria trellises in the garden were also torn down and replaced with fruit trees. The saying at that time was that flowers had something to do with the corruption of life. I once thought with regret: I can’t see vines here anymore
After so many years, the vines have bloomed again, and they have bloomed so vigorously, so densely, and the purple waterfalls cover the sturdy Panqiu Wolong – like branches, constantly flowing, flowing, flowing to the bottom of people’s hearts.
Flowers and people will encounter various misfortunes, but the long river of life is endless. I stroked the little purple flower cabin, full of the brew of life, full of sails, sailing on this river of shimmering flowers. It is one of the thousands of flowers, and it is the flowers that make up the splendid flowing waterfall of the thousands of flowers.
In this light purple brilliance and light purple fragrance, I unknowingly quickened my pace.