Autumn in the ancient capital
Autumn, no matter where, is always good; But ah, autumn in the north is very special.
Don't come bright, come quiet, come sad. I'm not far away. I want to catch up with Qingdao from Hangzhou, and more.
The reason why I chased from Qingdao to Peiping was to taste this "autumn", the autumn flavor of this old capital.
Jiangnan, of course, there is autumn; But the grass slowly carved, the air became moist and the color of the sky appeared.
Light, and it often rains and windy; A person is sandwiched between Suzhou, Shanghai and Hangzhou, or Xiamen, Hong Kong and Guangzhou.
Among the citizens, they can only feel a little coolness, the taste and color of autumn,
Autumn's artistic conception and posture are always unsatisfied, without thorough taste and full enjoyment. Autumn is not a famous flower.
This is not wine. It is not appropriate to enjoy autumn in a state of being half-drunk.
It has been nearly ten years since autumn in the north. Every autumn in the south, I always think of Tao.
Ranting Luhua, Diaoyutai Liuying, Xishan Insect Singing, Yuquan jathyapple, Tanzhe Temple Bell.
Even if I don't go out in Beiping, I rent a shabby house and live in the sea of people in the imperial city.
Get up in the morning, make a bowl of strong tea and sit in the yard. You can also see the high blue sky.
Color, you can hear the sound of pigeon training under the blue sky. From the bottom of the leaves of Sophora japonica, count a little leakage to the east.
Sunshine is still in the broken waist, facing the blue morning glory like morning glory, naturally.
But naturally, I can also feel autumn. Speaking of morning glory, I think blue or white.
It is the best, followed by purple and black, and the lowest is reddish. The best, and also the bottom of the morning glory, the dean has a few sparse roots.
Sparse and slender autumn grass as a foil.
The locust tree in the northland is also an ornament that can remind people of Qiu Lai. Like a flower, not a flower.
That kind of nuclear drop will scatter all over the floor in the morning. Step on it, there is no sound, no smell.
Yes, I can only feel a little soft touch. The sweeper's face was gray after sweeping it in the shade of the tree.
The silk pattern left on the soil by the broom looks exquisite, leisurely and subtle.
I still feel a little lonely when I know it. The ancients said that the phoenix tree leaves one leaf and everyone knows autumn.
Dating is also in these deep places.
Qiu Chan's faint lingering sound is a specialty of the north; Because Beiping is full of trees and houses.
It's very low, so you can hear them singing everywhere. In the south, you must go to the suburbs.
Or what I heard on the mountain. Qiu Chan screams like a cricket and a mouse in Beiping.
It is a kind of domestic worm that every family keeps at home.
There is also autumn rain, which seems to be more peculiar, delicious and pleasant in the north than in the south.
More decent.
Under the gloomy sky, a cool breeze suddenly came and it began to rain. one
After the rain, the clouds gradually rolled west, the sky turned blue again, and the sun appeared again; It's very thick
Idle people in the city, wearing green cloth and jackets and biting pipes, climbed onto the bridge in the shadow of the inclined bridge after the rain.
When you meet an acquaintance, you will use a slow tone and say with a sigh:
"Oh, it's cold-""This word is pronounced very high and dragged on for a long time. )
"Isn't it? A layer of autumn rain is cold! "
Northerners always read array characters like layers of words, which are flat and even. This mispronounced rhyme has been reversed.
Very punctual.
Fruit trees in the north are also a miracle for Qiu Lai. The first is jujube; Corners, walls,
It will grow up one by one by the side of the hut and at the door of the kitchen. Like olives and pigeon eggs.
It is autumn when jujube appears light green and yellow in small oval leaves.
In its heyday; When the leaves of jujube trees fall and the dates are red, there will be a northwest wind, and the convenience in the north is dust.
In the dusty world, only these dates, persimmons and grapes have matured to the turn of July and August.
The beautiful days of autumn in the northland are the best golden days of the year.
Some critics say that China's bachelor of arts, especially poets, are full of decadence.
Color, so in China's poems, there are many words praising autumn. But what about foreign poets?
Try or not? Although I don't read many foreign poems, I don't want to write autumn poems on my account.
Paper money, but if you look at the works of English, German, French, Italian and other poets, or the philosophy of peace of poetry in various countries.
Over the years, I have always seen many praises and sad cries about autumn. A long pastoral poem by a famous poet
Or in the poems of the four seasons, there is always a part about autumn. It is the best and the most interesting. It serves to show affection.
Animals, interesting human beings, can always cause deep, distant and severe autumn.
The feeling of Xiao Suo comes from this. Not only poets, but also prisoners in prisons. In autumn,
I think I will feel a kind of affection that I can't have; Autumn is for people, so there is no country, what's more?
Taste the difference between race and class? But in China, there is an idiom "autumn scholar". Read it.
There are also very common Autumn Sounds by Ouyang Zi and Red Cliff Fu by Su Dongpo in this book, so I feel that,
China scholars have a particularly deep relationship with Qiu. But the smell of autumn is very deep, especially in China.
The thick flavor can only be felt in the north at last.
Autumn in the south, of course, also has its special places, such as the bright moon on Bridge 24 and Qiantang.
The autumn tide in the river, the cool fog in Mount Putuo, the residual lotus in Litchi Bay and so on, but the color is not strong and the aftertaste is not eternal.
Compared with Qiu Lai in the north, it is like yellow rice wine and dry rice, porridge and steamed bread, bass and crabs.
Yellow dog and camel.
Autumn, autumn in the north, if I can stay, I would like to lose two-thirds of my life.
In exchange for a third of the change.
In August 1934, in Peiping.