Autumn in Jinan
Autumn in Jinan is poetic. Suppose in your fantasy there is a medieval ancient city, a sleeping tower, a narrow ancient stone road, a broad stone wall, a clear stream flowing around the city, reflecting the mountain shadow, and a little girl in red robe and green pants squatting on the shore. If such a realm is in your fantasy, it is a Jinan. Suppose you can't imagine? Many people don't fantasize? Please come and see Jinan.
Please come in autumn. That city, that river, that ancient road and that mountain shadow are all prepared for you all year round. However, coupled with the autumn colors in Jinan, Jinan has changed from a simple painting to a quiet and beautiful poem. This poetic autumn color of Qiu Guang is unique to Jinan. God gave the art of summer to Switzerland, the West Lake in spring and Jinan in autumn and winter. Autumn and winter are inseparable. It is winter when you fall asleep in autumn. God didn't want it to wake up suddenly, so he gave it to Jinan as a favor.
The realm of poetry must have mountains and waters. Then, please look at Jinan. Mountains with different colors, different directions and different heights are more and more different in autumn. From the color point of view, the pine trees on the mountainside are blue-black, and with the oblique light in autumn, blue-black is darker than gray and lighter than black, which casts a yellow shadow on the yellow grass next to it. The foothills are covered with all kinds of stripes, some yellow, some gray, some green, and some look pale pink and purple. The color of the top of the mountain also changes with the movement of the sun. It doesn't matter if the color of the top of the mountain is different. What really makes people want to write a few poems is the color on the mountainside. The colors on the mountainside always change there, especially in autumn, when the sun suddenly turns cold and warm. This change is not intense, but the color on the mountain felt this change and changed immediately. Suddenly yellow is more real, suddenly darker, suddenly like an invisible mist flowing there, and suddenly like a breeze? Natural? Mix the colors and gently coat them with a layer. All colors are light and beautiful. There are such mountains, plus blue sky and bright sunshine; Blue seems to be changing from blue to green, but it is not completely green; Sunny, warm as spring, but a little cold, as gentle as poetry; It's autumn in Jinan. And because of the different colors, the height of the mountain is more obvious. The higher the high, the lower the low. The angular curve of the mountain is more real, clearer and thinner under clear sky. Look at that tower on the top of the mountain!
Look at the water again. In terms of quantity, quality and form, where is the water better than Jinan? Is there spring? There are springs everywhere? There are rivers and lakes, which are divided by shape. Whether it is spring water, river or lake, it is so clear and sweet. Alas, Jinan is it? Natural? Dear, by the way, the summer camellias in Daming Lake and the green willows by Hecheng River are naturally beautiful. But the water depends on the autumn water. There are mountains and waters in autumn in Jinan. This autumn is an autumn, because the autumn god lives in Jinan. Let's talk about the green algae in the water. I'm afraid nothing can compare with that kind of green except the green in God's heart. This bright green is revealed by the clarity of water, as if a beauty appreciates her beauty through a mirror. Yes, these green algae enjoy the sweetness of water by themselves, not for anyone. They know their little green troubles. They are there all year round, kissing Shui Pi and dreaming green dreams. Naughty duck, touch it with golden sole once or twice. The shadows of Huan women kiss their green leaves once or twice. It's just that this is their sweet trouble. I envy the poet!
In autumn, water is as cool as the blue sky. There are some white clouds in the sky and some waves on the water. Between Tianshui and Tianshui, there is clear and warm air with a little osmanthus fragrance. Mountain shadows are also more real. Autumn mountains and autumn waters kissed the illusion. When the mountain is still, the water is quiet. The medieval old city, with this autumn sound, is Jinan, not poetry.
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American recommendation: the missing city
I grew up in Ganzi Prefecture, Sichuan Province, which is a famous Tibetan area and one of the three cradles of Tibetan culture. I grew up in a small town, just like the famous love Sang Song, at the foot of a rushing mountain, a wandering city.
This is a very beautiful town, located at the foot of Happy Valley Mountain, quiet and beautiful. Yala River and Zheduo River cross the city from different directions and meet at one place to form a herringbone. The river is clear and transparent, which is formed by the melting of snow water on the mountain. The town is built along the river bank and hillside. The mountains are covered with green larches, which are evergreen all year round.
I like summer evenings in small towns best. The sun hasn't set yet. The sunshine is warm and meticulous, with the texture of glass. It shines on the distant snow-capped mountains and brick-red roofs of houses, bright and golden. The sky on the plateau is always blue, even a little transparent. The streets of the town are not wide, but they are clean and bright. Walking in the street will not feel a little hot, because there is wind, the refreshing wind blowing across the plateau. This town is famous for that love song, but it also has a unique ancient place name called Archery Furnace. According to legend, when Zhuge Liang captured Meng Huo, he ordered general Guo Da to make bows and arrows here. History cannot be verified, but there is a local mountain called Guo Dashan. This mountain is very high. There are no trees on the top of the mountain, only blue-gray cold rocks and a huge wooden pole. Seen from the foot of the mountain, it looks like an arrow that goes straight into the sky.
There is water in the town, so there is a bridge. There is a bridge every few hundred meters. There are seven or eight bridges in a small city. One of them is called Princess Bridge. It is said that Princess Wencheng passed this bridge when she entered Tibet. The residents of the town are mainly Han and Tibetan, and the folk customs are simple and rough. This is an important area connecting Tibetan and Chinese culture and economy. Just like the sinicization of Tibetans, our daily life also has many Tibetan characteristics. Buttered tea is a necessity for three meals a day. I grew up drinking buttered tea, so that my parents were worried that I would not be able to adapt to college in the future. Maybe I can be regarded as a real Kangba.
Actually, my father is from Wanxian and my mother is from Pengzhou. My parents graduated from the nearest county university in Tibet. That is the border of the legendary Magic Ridge country at war with King Gelsall. Later, because of the job transfer, they came to the town. So I was born and raised here. Then I went to study abroad and was assigned to a third-tier enterprise in the mainland after graduating from college. After their parents retired, they bought a house and lived in the mainland. My hometown is getting farther and farther away from me. And I'm getting used to life now. Only in dreams can we find the wind across the plateau, the blue sky, the chanting in the distance and the fragrance of ghee.
Every time I am tired and bored, I think of that small town. Missing will be like a flood. Just like the beautiful melody floating in my ear, the city I miss is already dusk. Why am I always in love with you? I feel your distant sadness among strangers in distant cities. Your sadness is as long as my missing?