Rapeseed Flowers (Poem)
#The Yearning Spring#
Rapeseed flowers bring spring and deepen it, swaying in the wind and scattering gold.
Fragrant and colorful, they bring together kindred spirits, pink butterflies kissing blossoms are especially intimate.
The fragrance leans against the fence, not stained by dust, the scenery is picturesque and intoxicated my heart.
I long to learn from the ink poets, singing and chanting spring rhymes, all soft emotions singing spring rhymes.
Rapeseed flowers seem like a simple and unremarkable flower, without the variety of chrysanthemums, without the splendor of peonies, without the elegance of narcissi, without the fragrance of jasmine. Therefore, few people praise it, but I really like it very much.
Every mid-March is the time when rapeseed flowers bloom in my hometown. There are vast fields of golden rapeseed flowers blooming freely, everywhere. A gentle breeze, rolling waves, as if the earth has been covered with a golden carpet, attracting flocks of bees and butterflies buzzing around the flowers! Standing in the flower sea, there are bursts of intoxicating fragrance carried by the wind, and the accompanying flowers dance unconsciously, how comfortable! Occasionally, a few children are flying kites, colorful kites soaring in the sky, together with the rapeseed flowers, forming a brilliant and beautiful and fresh painting.
I love rapeseed flowers, not only because of its alluring fragrance, attracting bees and butterflies to make honey, but also because it produces a string of fruits after maturity that can be squeezed into oil. Rapeseed flowers grow in the soil, without ambition, simple and honest, realistic and magnificent, blooming beauty and prosperity, spreading their brilliance to the earth, silently dedicating themselves, bringing people real things, each stalk carries people's hopes and harvests, and yearns for happiness.




Unconsciously, I felt: Spring is such a season that one yearns for!