Winter comes to the nightingale

08:39, November 26, 2023

On a chilly November morning, Facebook is flooded with pictures of pure white nightingales, signaling the coming of winter.

Daisy is a flower of the daisy family, with a pungent, pungent smell. In European countries, daisies are often called by very beautiful names. In England, it is called "Baby's pet" (children's flower); in France, it is called "Marguerite", which is Greek for pearl.

In Vietnam, when mentioning this flower, it has become a "brand" for Hanoi every time autumn ends and winter comes. Ask the long-time flower growers here if they know the origin of this beautiful and gentle flower? You will know that, in the past, when walking on the ancient Long Bien bridge, in the cold of early winter, looking out at the vast dikes of the Red River, you can see the immense white color, every time the wind from the Red River blows in, the flower patches sway and sway softly. Back then, no one called the white-petaled, yellow-pistiled flower daisy, people called it by a simple name like its origin: wild flower!

That wild flower has thin, pure white petals, dotted with small, pretty yellow spots. And perhaps the name “nightingale” comes from the petite, lovely nature of the petals, just like the little nightingales whose chirping, melodious voices captivate people’s hearts?

And then it is that wild flower with its simple, pure, simple, rustic beauty, not brilliant, proud, but daisy has conquered the hearts of many people. When this flower only blooms for 3 - 4 weeks right at the time when autumn has ended, winter is coming. In the cold weather of late autumn and early winter, under the dry yellow sunlight, the pure beauty of daisy captivates people even more. Everyone tries to keep for themselves a little memory of youth with this flower. Because after just the first cold wind of the season, daisy will also leave. Because of the short flowering season and the meaning of this flower symbolizing silent but faithful love, flower lovers have a special love for daisy.

I also love daisies, so every time the flower season comes, the sewing table will have fresh daisies in a green ceramic vase. I remember that flower season, I remember the autumn of Hanoi, where beautiful memories of my youth are kept. The moment someone pinned a pure white daisy on my hair and then gently walked together on a sunny road full of daisies.

Today you sent me a bunch of nightingales wrapped in brown paper with the familiar words “Nightingales, come back to keep your hands warm!”. Winter has indeed come with the nightingales! Startled, another year is almost over, putting aside all the worries and hustle and bustle, I quietly look at the beautiful white nightingales, my heart seems to calm down, a feeling of peace comes back to begin welcoming the love of the new season.

Thuy An

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