Chapter 17 Unnecessary persistence, as fragile as a shattered awn flower (15)

At dusk, passing by the riverside, the awn flowers turned white on both sides, but the setting sun turned the surrounding fields into a golden yellow.The evening wind blows, and the golden light reflects the five-jointed awns swaying in the wind, reflected in the river water, it is really beautiful!For people who grew up on this land, how familiar and intimate this scenery is. Every autumn, the five-jointed awns with strong vitality, also known as "Jianmanghua", always bloom all over the river bank. As long as you go out for a long trip, follow the place where the awns bloom, and autumn will follow along the way.Every year from September to October, the five-jointed awn will produce purple-red flower spikes, which will turn yellowish brown or gray after maturity, adding a little bit of bleakness to Taiwan's autumn.

I stood at the bridge, looking at the autumn awns everywhere under the autumn sun, winding from the river to the end of the world... At the same Mid-Autumn Festival, due to a business trip that year, I followed the footsteps of the awns to the central mountainous area. The awn flowers there are billowing like white waves in the autumn mountains.My companions and I rode bicycles, and often went back to the place through the awn flower trails on both sides of the river that were taller than people.One day, I couldn't help but stop the car and wanted to bring autumn back.So, we picked up the awn flowers with bare hands, but who knew that the seemingly fragile stems were so tough, no matter how hard we tried, we couldn't pick them off.

Just when he was annoyed and unwilling to give up, a passer-by Obasan handed him a sickle, and he was so happy that he picked it up. In the early morning of the next day, I approached Manghua and wanted to put it into a vase. A gust of wind blew in from the window, and all the flower spikes fell down in pieces...In an instant, only the bare stems remained of a few branches of Manghua. !And the uneven knife edge seemed to be laughing at my futility. The autumn light of this premature death disappeared silently like this, leaving a deep impression on my heart.Whenever I see the five-jointed awns dancing in the autumn wind, I always think of the bunch of awn flowers that were picked.The awn flower would have been blown away by the wind, but how strong is the contrast between the tough, hard-to-pick stem and the brittle flower spikes that will disperse in a blink of an eye!I think of a lot: the principles that I hold on to and insist on not changing, or the people and things that I cannot accept, actually look back after a while, and it seems that they are not that serious.Just like in the past at work, when I occasionally saw the weakness of human nature, I was so jealous that I refused to compromise no matter what.Thinking back now, I was still too incompetent.

For me, the attitude of breaking up means being loyal to my inner feelings, but doesn't it also mean that I don't have enough wisdom and compassion to deal with it in a "win-win" way so that everything can be more perfect? At this moment, I stared at the autumn awns by the river in the afterglow of the evening mist, and I had another experience in my heart. (This picture is provided by Wu Xiaodan)