海棠,是江南的碧玉。娇小的花就那么温柔地依偎在绿萼之上,温婉灵秀,清雅绝俗。不论在曲折回廊处,还是于雕花漆窗下,植一丛西府海棠,配几株芭蕉,竟也能堪比“暗香浮动月黄昏”的雅致。单道海棠的花色,我偏爱淡红。那一抹红,层层渲染,带着流水般清澈灵动的气息。它不是张爱玲那袭华美旗袍上惊艳而张狂的红,也不似沾染了尘世俗气的胭脂红。那是一种在画家的调色板上永远也调不出的红,不傲不狂,拥有自己独特的魂。细想之,海棠红竟恰似掀开重重 Begonia, is a jasper in the south. Petite flowers so gently nestled in the calyx above, gentle and elegant, elegant and refined. No matter twists and turns corridors, or carved windows under the paint, planted a West Court Begonia, with a few strains of banana, can actually be comparable to the “subtle fragrance floating at dusk” elegant. Begonia single color, I prefer pink. That touch of red, layers of rendering, with flowing clear and Smart breath. It is not Eileen Chang that hit the gorgeous cheongsam on the stunning and insane red, nor is it like the earthly carmine stained carmine. It was a red never painted on the painter’s palette, not arrogant or mad, with its own unique soul. Think carefully, Begonia actually just like opened a lot of red