(2) moonlight is like running water, quietly pouring down on this leaf and flower. A thin blue mist floated in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to be washed in milk; It's like a dream in a gauze cage. Although it is a full moon, there is a faint cloud in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just the benefit-a deep sleep is indispensable, and a nap is also unique. The moonlight shone through the trees, and the bushes in the high places dropped jagged and mottled shadows, but they seemed to be painted on the lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven, but the light and shadow have a harmonious melody; Such as a famous song played on the Vatican Ling.
③ The four sides of the lotus pond are far and near, the trees are high and low, and the willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on the side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be specially left for the moonlight. One example of tree color is cloudy, which looks like a cloud of smoke at first glance; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains in the treetops, which are only a little careless. There are also one or two lights leaking from the cracks. It is the eyes of those who are sleepy and listless. At this time, the most lively things are cicadas in the trees and frogs in the water; But what is lively is theirs, and I have nothing.
④ I suddenly remembered the matter of picking lotus. Lotus picking is an old custom in Jiangnan, which seems to have existed for a long time, but it flourished in the Six Dynasties, which can be roughly known from the poems. The lotus-pickers are teenage girls, who go there swinging boats and singing colourful songs. Needless to say, there are a lot of lotus pickers, and there are people who watch lotus pickers. It was a lively season and a romantic season. It is well said in Liang Yuan's "Lotus-picking Fu": So the demon child is a girl, and she is boating: [Beneficial bird] is the first Xu Hui, and also passes the feather cup; I will move and the algae will hang, and the ship will move and open.
⑤ On the vast sea, the wind gathers dark clouds. Between the dark clouds and the sea, Haiyan flies proudly like black lightning. One moment its wings hit the waves, and another moment it soared into the sky like an arrow. It cried, and in the brave cry of the bird, the dark clouds heard the joy. In this cry, full of longing for the storm!
⑥ In this cry, the dark cloud felt the power of anger, the flame of enthusiasm and the confidence of victory. Seagulls groaned before the storm came and flew over the sea, trying to hide their fear of the storm in the depths of the sea. The sea ducks also groaned, these sea ducks can't enjoy the joy of fighting in life; The rumble of thunder frightened them.
⑦ Stupid penguins cringe and hide their fat bodies under the steep cliffs ... Only the arrogant petrel flies bravely and freely on the foaming sea. Dark clouds are getting darker and lower, pressing down to the sea; The waves sang and rushed into the air to meet the thunder.
⑧ The mountain is as gentle as water, and the water is as pleasant as the mountain. This is the landscape of Guilin, picturesque and dreamlike ...
There are no continuous mountains in Guilin in the corner of the southern country, but you can see the tender and poetic peaks; You can't see the cliff, but you can see the beautiful and beautiful stone wall. The mountains in Guilin are not steep, but they must be handsome, not steep, but they will always be so beautiful. Don't you see, how many literati have been aroused by the Millennium-old statue where the two rivers meet? How many times has the touching story told by Huanzhu Cave at the foot of Fubo Mountain shocked the hearts of tourists as strongly as that giant clock? And how many romantic figures have witnessed the soaring thinking of the horses on the stone wall on the bank of Lijiang River?