Chapter 10 Manshan Suga

By the water pipe on the roof terrace, a few clusters of Suga awns grow, swaying in the wind every day, as if saying to me: "Autumn is here, autumn is here, let's go out to see the scenery!" I was walking along the hillside path, and I saw that the mountain was in full bloom. The most beautiful Sumang flower is in autumn. Everyone knows that, but few people know that the most beautiful color of Sumang flower is when it is about to bloom. At that time, it was light purple, like an amethyst in the sky. Few people know that Suga manghua is the most beautiful under the moonlight, against the dark blue night, the little silver awns are scattered on the hillside and the field, which always reminds me of the scene of fireflies flying around the rice fields.

The most beautiful Kanmang flower is when it flies away, like the passing lights and sparks. Looking at the awning flowers all over the mountain in autumn, I thought about whether the awning flowers on the roof were planted from the hillside?And once the Suga awn flower on the roof matures, where will the seeds fly to?Will you fly back to this hillside? Are people also like the seeds of the mango flower, which accidentally fly up in a certain autumn in a certain place, meet here with relatives, friends and lovers in the previous life, and drift in the universe with the wind of karma?Is this the secret of reincarnation?

Suga will never die, because it flies with the wind and strives to grow in any environment. Neither a fertile hillside nor a barren roof can prevent Guanmang from blooming beautiful flowers. Whether a person is rich or poor, can he maintain the same ambition?