鞋钉梅花英文介绍

2021年1月12日发(作者：柯蓝)
I know that America’s national flower is rose, is it? Do you know what is China’s
national flower? Plum blossom is evaluated as the number one of the Chinese Top Ten
Famous Flowers. And it is also China’s national flower. Chinese plant culture has its
unique national features which differ from those of other nations. Today I’d like to
explain to you why plum blossom is very important to our Chinese people according
to its history and culture connotation.

I’d like to begin with its history. Plum blossom was originated in the south of
China around the Yangtze River dating back to 7000 year ago during the Neolithic
Age. From ancient China to modern China, plum blossom has been planted not only
as an important kind of commercial crop but also a kind of ornamental plant. Later it
was introduced to Japan, Korea and Vietnam.

More importantly, we love plum blossom also because of its deep culture connotation.
Firstly, this kind of flower has five petals which symbolize happiness, good luck,
longevity, smooth sailing and peace. Secondly, when a whirling snow obscures the
sky and all other flowers wither and fall, only plum trees stand upright proudly and
bloom in rich colors bringing people the news of early spring. Therefore the plum
blossom came to symbolize courage, perseverance and hope, but also beauty, purity,
and the new life. In Confucianism, the plum blossom stands for the principles and
values of virtue. Because it blossoms in the cold winter, the plum blossom is regarded
as one of the Friends of Winteralong with pine, and bamboo. It is also
regarded as one of the
orchid, chrysanthemum, and bamboo. Thirdly, it plays an important role in Chinese
literature. It has been frequently depicted in Chinese poetry and art for centuries. An
example of the plum blossom's literary significance is found in
of Hill Garden

In conclusion, because of its long history and deep cultural connotation, plum
blossom is very important to Chinese people.

When everything has faded they alone shine forth,
encroaching on the charms of smaller gardens.
Their scattered shadows fall lightly on clear water,
their subtle scent pervades the moonlit dusk.
Snowbirds look again before they land,
butterflies would faint if they but knew.
Thankfully I can flirt in whispered verse,
I don't need a sounding board or wine cup.