The feeling of the lilac purple color

When the first rains of the season suddenly arrive, dispelling some of the stifling heat of the windy Tuy Phong region, washing away the dust of time, and then hastily departing, leaving many bewildered... And somehow, on the Tau mountain range, the crape myrtle blossoms paint a corner of the sky purple, stirring feelings of longing and wistfulness in people's hearts.

It's unclear when exactly the crape myrtle trees began to grow abundantly in the hilly areas of Tuy Phong district. On this dry, rocky soil, the crape myrtle thrives when it rains and blooms with vibrant purple flowers. In the areas around Mount Tau, Mount Dat, or along the mountain range leading to Phong Phu commune, you'll be surprised by the vast expanse of crape myrtle blossoms, painting the sky purple. Although woody, the crape myrtle trees here grow in dense clumps, evenly distributed, reaching a height of about 2 meters and a maximum diameter of only 2 meters, with perfectly round canopies. Despite this, the mountains of Phuoc The, Phong Phu, and Vinh Hao in Tuy Phong district are overflowing with the purple hues of crape myrtle this season, enough to captivate the hearts of those who admire them.

Purple crape myrtle in the Mount Tau area.

The color of the crape myrtle flower is unique and unmistakable. It possesses a melancholic beauty, as if waiting and hoping for something beautiful to pass by. A purple tinged with pink, it's breathtakingly beautiful. It blends with the green foliage, showcasing its beauty under the golden sunlight of summer, soothing the eyes with its gentle, God-given charm. Each flower is simple yet vibrant when in bloom, and when it fades, it gently drifts away on the breeze. When in full bloom, it beautifies the entire sky; when it withers and falls to the earth, it evokes feelings of regret and sorrow. It truly is a pure and romantic beauty.

In the dreamy summer atmosphere with its sudden, light rains, encountering the blooming crape myrtle flowers is truly delightful. Perhaps only the delicate and poignant purple of the crape myrtle petals evokes in many people a feeling of wistful longing for peaceful days gone by. Visiting the crape myrtle flowers on Mount Tau is a journey of wistfulness and reminiscence. Despite the ever-increasing slopes, the jagged rocks, and the wild grass, memories of a time of purple flowers from the past flood back, shimmering and overflowing with emotion. We recall the legend of the crape myrtle, the story of the Jade Emperor's youngest daughter who loved purple and also loved the poor student who loved the purple of the crape myrtle. Although their love was unfulfilled and the purple faded, the crape myrtle is a symbol of fidelity, innocence, and the first love of school days. The poetic and romantic legend of the crape myrtle flower brings back memories of our old school days. Another season of white uniforms marks the end of school, and the hustle and bustle of life pulls us further and further away from the past. Looking at the purple blossoms swaying in the wind today, we suddenly feel a pang of nostalgia, realizing that we too once had a time, a time to remember, to cherish, to look back on, and to feel regret and love.

The sun was about to set behind the mountains; the day passed so quickly amidst the deep purple blossoms. The faint rays of sunlight seemed to accentuate the melancholy of the distant mountain range where a forest of crape myrtle trees bloomed profusely. The wind blew; the afternoon wasn't very sunny, just the wind, me, and the crape myrtle trees covered in purple blossoms. Suddenly, I saw white crape myrtle flowers, a pristine white interspersed among the somber purple. How fascinating and strange it was. This was the first time I had ever seen white crape myrtle blossoms.

How wonderful it would be if the crape myrtle flowers could stay fresh forever, but that's impossible because they don't bloom for a hundred days. No matter how durable they are, they will eventually fade and wither. This age-old truth remains: nothing lasts forever in this world; everything must follow the laws of nature. Knowing they will fade, these crape myrtle flowers still burn brightly, beautifying every moment of life, so that when they fall, there will be no regrets of having lived a dull, artificial, or careless life. Live, strive, so as not to betray the gift of nature that has bestowed such beauty upon people's hearts.

I left, wandering through the corners lined with purple crape myrtle trees. My heart seemed to settle for a moment, lost in thought and nostalgia. I don't know why that melancholic purple hue always leaves such a lasting impression on me. Perhaps it's because my soul recognizes the purple of the crape myrtle as a truth to live and love, forever...

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