Yan Ge's prose series is light and carefree.

Do you often come into contact with prose in your study, work and even life? Prose is a narrative literary genre, which expresses the true feelings of composition and has a flexible writing style. So, can you write prose? The following is my collection of Yan Ge's prose series, which is easy and worry-free, for your reference, hoping to help friends in need.

There is no blue brightness.

Yan Ge

Pick a few mint leaves on the windowsill and put them in tea. A cool breeze strikes, like a midsummer evening breeze, listening to a quatrain and waiting for cicadas to sing.

Go to the lake to listen to art lectures and enjoy literati paintings on weekends. Life is full and full, just like a newborn baby. On the way back, I stopped by the lake and accidentally turned to an album in the bookstore on the street. The extreme shock and subtle beauty brought by a light feather are branded in my heart. There are only two people who can be suddenly hit, one is art and the other is emotion. Looking back at a painting I just saw, it is full of fragrance and sleeves, quiet, like a tail fish, wandering in my heart.

In the afternoon, borrow a misty rain and make tea. Light a wick, smoke from the kitchen, rise slowly, turn around, and the Parthenocissus upstairs outside the window, like the palm of Tribe's hand, tremble, quiet and clean. Indoor, people's hearts are stable and quiet, and closed doors are deep mountains. If a person can keep a smell, he will also keep his quiet, so as to keep his true colors as a person, stay away from himself and hide in the city. When you read Zhang Xiaofeng, be careful not to have anything, it is boundless. Accompanied by a guqin song, it is quiet and elegant, and there are faint waves in the heart lake. Layers of bedding deepened, like a landscape scroll, slowly opened. Ancient monks had a close relationship with clouds. "There is a room on Wansongling, and the old monk is half a cloud. Go to the rain in the middle of the night, and then envy the old monk for leisure. "

Cloudy and ethereal, full of Zen, are all drops of water in Chen Juzhong's "Taoyuan Xianju Atlas" in the Southern Song Dynasty. On one side of the lake, people are pure, and the immortal breath contrasts with the surrounding scenery. Rocks and trees gradually disappear in the old breath, and ancient poetry has become a hidden umbilical cord between man and nature. If we yearn for seclusion, we will naturally think of Ni Zan. From his early pursuit of solid and full painting style, he won the influence of Dong Yuan's "plain style" in the middle period, and left the form to wisdom. Then, all the way to the ethereal road of Xiaosan. His life traces are concentrated in the meaning of "emptiness, quietness and simplicity", and he reads a "true self" from scratch until he forgets himself.

In Zhang Yanyuan's Notes on Famous Paintings of Past Dynasties: Gaze and daydream, realize nature wonderfully, forget things and forget yourself, and stay in shape for wisdom. The vision is in the endless distance, and the escape from the bottom of my heart is vividly portrayed. Achieve an empty, bright, innocent and quiet style. There are no figures, birds and boats in the painting, only trees, empty pavilions and rocks. No mountains, no lush trees, no jungle, only ice marks and snow shadows, no fireworks, enough to form a generation of products. "There is space in the painting, but there is poetry in it", and everything without painting has become a beauty. This is in line with the ethereal beauty of Su Shi's poems, which are "static and dynamic, empty and tolerant". There is nothing in the blank space, but a lake, just like the gains and losses of life in the natural scenery, which is slim and traceless. In the painting, I understand the integration of man and nature, and my mood is imperceptibly immersed in it, as if I were in a spotless customs realm. Midsummer night, coming back from afar, happy.

If you drift away, study ink and wash, read books, write articles, or simply do nothing, your mood will also produce some beauty. The fragrance is empty, unpredictable and hazy, which condenses into a curved dream or a touching moment in the floating world. A burning incense has gone through a burning process. Slowly, slowly, the ashes fell quietly. Every wisp of fragrant mist is so natural and casual that a gust of wind loses itself. It is indisputable, natural and calm, just like a person entering middle age, getting lighter and lighter, and his heart is simple. That villa has become his ventricle, from gorgeous to colorless, and then to silence in the noise.

In the faint fleeting time, there is a glimmer of light, which can be branded in the heart, very few. Just like a novel, Zhang Ailing's "You have finished this furnace of agarwood scraps, and my story should be finished." This incense burner is a moldy green multicolored copper incense burner. What should I do if the ancient porcelain bottle is changed? In a very deep and dark night, it is silent, close to it, it seems to have a weak light and shadow refraction, making a slight sound, like a heartbeat. It is the secret rebirth of the crack, and its heaviness is deepening. Cracks and aroma expand the depth of time, as if from time and space, sinking into it.

In the early morning after the rain, cicadas sang and blew their ears, passing by the aquatic products market by the river, and people were crowded. The ground is always wet, and the bell of the church opposite suddenly rings. Several stall owners looked at the gray spire of the church and continued their selling. "Fresh aquatic products", only he frowned, holding a few sea fish in his hand, and could not help shivering.

In the floating world, find a day, stroll the treasure toad, feel the beauty in harmony with nature, and meditate. Below the cave, there is a faint sound of running water. Three-sided stone buddhas are really refreshing. The dripping sound of stalactites in the Millennium, like an hourglass of a clock, hits my heart directly. Out of the hole, still in my heart, vaguely lingering. There are traces of moss everywhere on the rocks at the mouth of the cave, and vines hang down at will. Not far away, the Millennium Gu Teng, entangled in the depths of time and space, seems to have an ancient and fragrant mystery.

Walking on a quiet and dust-free downhill road, the rhythm of slow time follows behind. Looking up and down is a casual reunion. Birds pass through the illusion of light and pass on a trace of life.

The distant floating world, leisurely, swings there. When I looked up, I suddenly remembered Gu Cheng's words: Look at me for a while, and look at the clouds for a while. I think you look at me from a distance, while you look at the clouds from a distance. Just as at this moment, nature is in the quiet heart lake, pouring thousands of miles and endless. ...

Personal data:

Yan Ge, a native of Wuhu, Anhui Province, was born in a scholarly family. His childhood left a deep impression on him. He has worked in provincial and municipal magazines such as Essay, Anhui Literature, Times Literature, Future, Selected Writers, Young Writers, Years, Composition and Examination, Reading, Wuhu Literature and Art, and newspapers and periodicals: China Water Supply and Water Conservation Newspaper, Hefei Evening News, Jianghuai Morning News, Wuhu Daily and Dajiang Evening News; As well as personal anthologies, such as China Net, Starting Point, China, China, China, Meiwen.com, China Wenyuan, Listening to the Wind and Listening to Songs (the hot list of landing on the moon), etc., were published on the Internet. Some of his works were selected into the 2nd Chinese and Foreign Poetry and Prose Invitational Tournament (Volume II) on 20 15, Selected Prose of Wuhu Writers published by China Federation of Literary and Art Circles, Fanchang Culture Series (Literary Volume) and so on. , and was selected as an excellent model essay and high school writing textbook by professional literature magazines.

Grandfather Ge Zhaotang graduated from Shanghai Hosei University and was one of the five judges who tried the case of Gu Shoufu, the chief culprit of the "Nanjing Massacre". The first discoverer of Kechong Kiln in Fanchang, Anhui Province, the exploration of CCTV? The column "Discovery" is recorded in detail in the topic "Ancient Rhyme of Wuhu Blue and White Porcelain". A famous calligrapher in the Republic of China, he had a joint exhibition with Mr. Guo Moruo, Shen, Yu Youren, Zhang Daqian, Qi Baishi, Ma and Xu Beihong. My father, Mr. Ge Wende, is a member of China Calligraphers Association, a national senior artist, a full-time calligraphy seal engraver of Wuhu Painting and Calligraphy Institute, a director of Anhui Seal Carving Research Association, and an honorary chairman of Wuhu Calligraphers Association. Anhui famous calligraphy seal engraver is good at calligraphy seal engraving, especially Cao seal engraving. 200 1 Published Ge Zhaotang's Collection of Hande Qiaozi's Calligraphy and Seal Carving, for which Anhui TV Station made many artistic interviews.