Travel notes of famous artists 1 Guanlian Humble Administrator's Garden
Zhou shoujuan
1. Perhaps it is because the name of the hall handed down from generation to generation in my family is Ailiantang, so I have special feelings for the lotus praised by Mr. Zhou Lian Xi, the author of Ailian. Not because there is mud, but there is no stain. Is a gentleman in flowers. It is really a big leaf that loves it, and its fragrance is far away and clear. It is really unique in many fragrant countries. Every year, on June 24th of the lunar calendar, it is traditionally called Lotus Birthday, also known as Lotus Watching Festival. All the lotus ponds in my small garden are in bloom, but I still feel unsatisfied after reading them. I always go to Humble Administrator's Garden to see the lotus, which is also considered as the Lotus Festival.
2. Looking from the newly opened gate in the east, you will see three newly piled lake rocks, with trees planted next to them, which are beautifully decorated and slightly picturesque in Ni Yunlin. When I entered the garden, I saw several strange peaks, which seemed to be big stones on my desk. It used to be the pasture of Wang Xinyi, assistant minister of Ming Dynasty, and some peaks are the remains of that year. This eastern part was laid out only in recent years, with mountains and mountains densely planted with pine trees and thick green; In addition, there are pavilions, streams and bridges, as well as places where you can eat Guangting's works. From winding path to winding path, on the water near the arch bridge, we first saw a small lotus leaf, which gave us a taste; It was newly planted this spring and is expected to spread in a year or two. Traveling west from the winding corridor is the starting point of the central part. There are Haitang Chunwu, Linglong Pavilion and Loquat Garden everywhere in this area. There are begonia in mid-spring and loquat in early summer, and they are getting better step by step. Through the hills covered with embroidered pavilions, we arrived at Yuanxiangtang. As the name implies, we can't help but think of the famous sentence "Fragrant fragrance is far and clear, graceful and colorful" in "Love Lotus", and we know that the name of this hall comes from this and it is a good place for us to see lotus flowers.
3. Yuanxiangtang faces a big rockery in Huangshi, with a pool of clear water and scales swimming at its feet, a promenade on three sides outside the hall and a broad platform behind it. Under the stage is a large lotus pond, planted with the Tianzhu-Chiba Lotus introduced from Zhengyi Town, Kunshan two years ago. It turns out that there is a Gu Garden in Zhengyi Town, which is the site of Beauty in Yushan written by Gu Aying in Yuan Dynasty. Next to Dongting Lake, there is a lotus pond full of lotus flowers in Chiba. It is said that Gu Aying planted it himself. It has been more than 600 years now, and rare species still exist, with endless flowers every year. Since the first lotus seedlings were planted in the lotus pond of Humble Administrator's Garden, they have blossomed that year, which is really different from other plants. The next year, the flowers bloomed even more, covered with red skirts and almost covered the whole lotus pond. Bidens bipinnata is everywhere. A flower has four or five stamens, seven or eight stamens or even thirteen stamens, and there are more than 1,400 petals. Just because the burden is too heavy, the flower heads often droop, making it difficult to see the flower buds. Therefore, in the Long song written by Mr. Lu, an expert in cultivating bowl lilies in Suzhou, there is a sentence that "it is not easy to see flowers in an all-round way, and three thousand lotus flowers always bow their heads", expressing regret. In fact, as long as we walk to the water and look closely, we can still see the state of holding our hearts. Although there are few flowers and leaves this summer, the water surface is exposed. We enjoyed the flowers and shadows in the water together, as if she wanted to laugh.
Famous Travel Notes 2 A Journey to Mount Ali
Wu
In a hotel in Taipei, a group of scholars from Taiwan Province Province welcomed me. The wife of an aesthetician said to me, "The favorite mainland song of Taiwan Province people is' The sea, the sea, just like mom …'. Some important activities are also used as chorus. " As soon as I heard it, my heart moved and I immediately said, "Our favorite Taiwanese accent over there is Gao Shanqing." This song was all the rage in Chinese mainland and is still sung today. Then, the banquet gently echoed with the melody of two songs, and the hearts of Taiwan Province scholars and I seemed to be integrated.
How can we talk about Taiwan Province Province without Alishan? This is not all about the "Alishan girl" who is "beautiful as water". From Taipei Songshan Airport, it takes only 40 minutes to reach Chiayi, a city in central Taiwan Province Province, and then take a small forest train into the mountains. This kind of small train can only be seen in the mountains of northeast China. But after modification, it has become a pure tourist train, with the appearance and emotional appeal of ancient trains. It's the same tractor and the same crash, which makes us feel that time and space are retrogressive and triggers our nostalgia. Through the endless forest, it keeps climbing and rising, the sun is still shining below, and the clouds on the mountain are getting thicker. Clouds in Shan Lan filled the windows and overflowed the carriages. The mountain is still full of sweat, but it is full of chill. The feeling of that chill is not the temperature, but the strength that penetrates the bones and muscles. After running for three hours, we arrived at Alishan Station. It is also an antique small forest railway station. The way of selling tickets and checking tickets makes people feel instantly-like in another era. This may be a unique way for people in Taiwan Province Province to travel, which makes people feel like a lifetime ago, so as to meet the classical cultural feelings of modern people.
How can we talk about Alishan if we can't reach Shenmu? It is still a long way from the railway station to Shenmu. I practiced footwork since I was a child, and now it is common to lift my legs for more than ten or twenty miles. However, the accompanying scholars in Taiwan Province Province can't all be like this. In addition, ordinary vehicles are not allowed to enter the mountains, and then someone comes up to grab business. They are forest rescue teams in mountainous areas, whose duty is to help tourists lost in wild forests, but now they are engaged in "income generation" privately. Let's take the entrance to avoid the inspection by the doorman. They parked the car in a lonely place and sent us to the depths of the mountains.
Turning around, winding through a forest area, my eyes suddenly lit up and a pool of water appeared. It is a mirror in the mountains, clear and bright. The forest on the mountain is not reflected in the pool, but the forest and the pool are inlaid together to become an inverted ink painting.
My eyes are full of uncut virgin forests. There are no fish and turtles in the pond, no birds and animals in the forest, and occasionally there are sounds like cicadas, flies and mosquitoes, listening attentively, distinguishing and catching, but not. It is a quiet world, a clean world, and even a Zen world. Even people's voices are silent and unwilling to break the peace in the mountains. All my colleagues are inhaling deeply, as if inhaling all the air in Alishan, and as if inhaling and then condensing in the body instead of spitting it out.
The winding paths in the mountains are all moss green, fluffy, Mao Mao and foggy. This is the mossy road under the shade. Without dense trees and dense shade, we would never grow such dense moss. It is really like a green carpet, sticking tightly to the ground, on the steps and even on the trunk.
The forest is like a piece of Wang Yang, boundless. Its winding direction is like the roof of a building, an umbrella cover and an ancient temple pagoda. I really don't know how many trees are surrounded and how high they are. They are neatly arranged, such as Sun Wuzhi's army and Qin Huang's military forces. The trunk is all wet and has been immersed in the fog in the mountains for many years. Although it is noon in the summer pavilion, the scorching sun is blowing, but there is no sunlight. Our bodies are obviously a little thin and wet. It suddenly occurred to me, isn't this what the Tang poetry said, "If you go deep into the clouds, your clothes will dye"?
Almost through the Woods, we finally saw the Shenmu. It is a famous Castanopsis kawakamii in Taiwan Province Province. It is fragrant, up to 58 meters high and 6.5 meters in diameter at breast height. It can be said to be a rare behemoth. When you get older, you become "essence" and "god". It has a history of about 3000 years and has been discovered for nearly a century. These may be the reason why it was named "Shenmu". At the same time, I also understand that it is impossible to breed giants on trees like Shenmu without endless virgin forests.
Just a few weeks before I arrived in Taiwan Province, there was a loud noise, which fell from the top of Shenmu and broke into three parts, all of which were burnt. Two were lying on the ground and one was still standing. Even after this huge trauma, it was tied to several other primitive trees with a thick steel cable at the mouth of the bowl, and it still stood tall and majestic in all directions, ranking among the best in the mountains. It is still the symbol, soul and bile of Alishan.
On the way down the mountain, I don't know who hummed "Gao Shanqing" and "The girl in Alishan is as beautiful as water", but I didn't see the whole tour. In the mountains, there are many trees. I want to know where the girl in Alishan is. The trees are thick and thick, as if they can squeeze out thick juice. I just feel that Alishan is picturesque.
Famous Travel Notes 3 Travel Notes of Taihu Lake
zhong jingwen
Finally arrived at Huishan, the "first lake mountain". Climbing the cloud tower, although not very high, is well arranged from top to bottom, which can make you look far away and make people feel secluded.
The second spring in the world, what a sensational term. The spring is surrounded by stones, and there are pavilions on it. The wall near the pavilion is the "second spring in the world". In addition, there is a tablet of Qianlong Imperial Poetry, which stands by the spring. I can't help thinking of this warrior and literate Manchu emperor. He traveled in Jiangnan, wrote poems everywhere, and added many places of interest, which was also very interesting.
We went to the western hills for the path. There is Longguang Temple at the top of the mountain and a tower behind it. But we didn't go to the top of the mountain, because we were afraid we wouldn't be able to catch up with Suzhou, so we turned back. Did Toyama laugh at us in such a hurry?
Meiyuan is a very powerful scenic spot in Wuxi. When we first arrived at the gate of the garden, our hearts were unexpectedly filled with hope and joy. Obviously, there should be large-scale plum trees in this garden. Unfortunately, it came too late. The prosperity of "18 thousand plants are not alone" has become "green leaves covered with branches" However, if you lose it, why not sigh?
Peach blossom, pear blossom and other unknown flowers in the garden are producing red, white, blue and purple flowers in a complicated way, continuing the work of plum blossom decoration in spring. When I walked onto the Zhao He Pavilion, I immediately thought of the Crane Pavilion in Gushan. Li Jun said that the cranes released in the West Lake were brought back from here. I smiled humorously. At this point, my nervous and troubled heart became more and more enlightened. I unconsciously read the poem "A glass of wine in a crane pavilion makes fish scales fresh in the mountains", which is more appropriate than waking up from a dream.
Leave the foot of Guanshe Mountain and take a small steamboat to the source bamboo. Zhu is located at the foot of Chongshan Mountain, and is named after the landform looks like Tuotou. At this time, the peach blossom, a hundred paces away, is like a brocade, and lovers want to get drunk in spring. There are many strange stones on the island, which hang abruptly and have different shapes. We strolled there and looked around, surrounded by lakes and waves, the distant sky, the sun shining into the water, shining like a million hectares of glass, like a sunny snow in the suburbs.
I meditated silently and remembered the coast of Shantou Port, my hometown, which was similar to this. I used to teach there. Whenever it is windy in the Qing Dynasty, on a clear night in a month, I often walk on the sea and listen to the roar of the waves under my feet. I lose interest and feel awe. I didn't return to the noisy teaching building until the clouds and waves changed slightly or the moon gradually tilted. That was a few years ago, but the impression is still so strong.
When we got on the bus at the foot of Guanshe Mountain and were about to bid farewell to the lake, how my parting was more flooding than the waves on the lake.
There is always that kind of frog sound in the fourth article of Famous Travels.
Gu Qingsheng
When I was in the south, there was a low-lying meadow in front of my window. When spring comes, it will grow a lot of grass and even some small flowers to attract some bees to fly there with golden wings. Many children like to pick flowers on the grass or play some games that they think are interesting. Such days are always warm, because sunshine, flowers and children are enough to decorate spring beautifully and affectionately, which makes people unable to hide and be fascinated. But in May, there will be a lot of rain, and the rain will wash the holly trees next to the grass very green, and the cool green will fill the whole grass. So the children folded small white paper boats with paper and went to the puddle on the grass to set sail for their little dreams.
Only on a moonlit night does that meadow belong to me completely. At this time, I slept soundly at night. A bright moon came to the puddle, and the reflected water was so white. On the white water, a little frog suddenly appeared out of nowhere, jumping happily, as if to see the moon from the water or sit on it and set it free. The little frog is like a child. When they have fun, they will sit on the water and sing together. That's the frog sound that I can't live without in my life. Accustomed to reading and writing at night, I love that window very much. The sound of frogs fluctuates, which can make my thoughts drift into the depths of such a season.
But I don't have a window in the south, and my days in Beijing are long. In front of my window, there is such a meadow, a cluster of green willows and an apricot flower in the spring sunshine. But there is no rainy season in the north, so we can't see children folding paper boats. It won't rain in Beijing until July and August when the Sophora japonica blooms. The rain in Beijing will fall all over the streets with Sophora japonica, which will make the whole day fragrant, but even such rain will not accumulate a pool of water and attract angelic frogs, so even if there is a moon after the rain, she can't find a place to stay and wash and dress in this fragrance.
I stubbornly think that if the rain of Sophora japonica in Beijing can accumulate into a depression, such a shallow depression filled with the fragrance of Sophora japonica, there will be a bright moon reflecting the water as silvery white, and a group of angelic frogs will sing around the moon. I often run away at night after the rain in Beijing. I thought I could find such a place. Just under a window, even in front of a spoony student, even by the water, there are barefoot footprints of children playing in the water. However, I didn't find such a place when I ran away. I think there is such a place after all, but I haven't found it.
The moonlit night in Beijing is an era of prose culture for me. I interpret my dreams on the keyboard. When I was in love, a frog suddenly floated in a certain section. Frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog frog at this time, people will drift into the past time, and a heart will suddenly become hot and deeply moved during a trip. But when I listened attentively, I found silence outside the window. I can hear the rustling of moonlight on Liu Yeer, but there are no frogs. Oh, at this time, I feel deeply lost. It turns out that the frog's voice originated from my dreams, or auditory hallucinations that can never be erased.
Tonight in spring, it's like this again. I turned on the computer and tapped out a nostalgic text. Unconsciously, there is a frog outside the window. It is so kind and warm. It swayed the warm wind of the spring night and entered the heart along the emotional vein. However, I woke up suddenly, but it was clearly a silent night! People can't help but find that the warm emotion turned into two cold tears and hung on their cheeks like ice.
Famous Travel Notes 5 Travel Notes of Songtang
Zhu ziqing
Last summer, Mr. and Mrs. S and I stayed in Songtang for three days. We are seldom free these three days. We have an appointment to just play and bring two books, but we are too idle and just ready to relax.
On the eve of departure, a thunderstorm suddenly started. The pillow is quite melancholy, isn't it beautiful? The next morning, the weather looked like a sunny day. When I got on the bus, the trees shone with rain all the way. There are only some ponds underground, no dust and few pedestrians. Quiet and clean.
I thought it was still early. Not far beyond Hongshan, the car stopped. Two Dahongmen doors are closed, and the front door is Xishan Ranch in Tsinghua University. I knocked on the door for a while, but no one came out. We are helpless. A passing child said that the door was locked and he had to go through the side door. On the side door, there is a sign that says, "There are bad dogs inside". When I was a child, I was most afraid of dogs and stumbled a little. Someone came out of the door and walked in with protection, shouting at the barking dog and just saying, "It doesn't matter."
After two small doors, I was suddenly enlightened and had a different world. At first glance, it is a slim, vigorous and graceful white pine. Pinus bungeana is not surprising, it is rich, and it is not surprising that you squeeze me and I squeeze you. It's well spaced. It's like planting a tree in every corner of the community yard, isn't it? Who likes to watch it? This is a big yard, which is good in all directions. In the middle is Songtang, which was originally transformed from a stone pavilion. This pavilion is tall and spacious, worthy of the surrounding pine trees, marble columns and marble railings. It's still good, white, slippery and cold. There is not much shadow of Pinus bungeana, and the bright windows in the hall are clean. When I sat down, I obviously felt too young. Under such a high roof. There are few shadows on the tree, but they are not hot. Looking at the delicate posture of those pine trees in the porch, snow-white skin and a faint coolness will attack my heart.
There is a rockery behind the hall. Stones are not good, and they are not fools to pile up. There is a small hole hidden inside, with a shrine, a stone table, a stone bench and so on. But if you look out, you can't see it unless you look carefully. It needs a snack to find it. You can climb the rockery, which is neither easy nor difficult. There is a beamless hall in the back hill, with red walls and glazed tiles and three bottles on the roof. The sun is shining. The temple stands alone halfway up the mountain, overlooking the octupole weather. The beamless hall in the Temple of Heaven is too small, and the Linggu Temple in Nanjing is too dark, all on the flat ground. There are still some old bunkers on the mountain, which were used to practice the sharp ladder camp in Xishan when Qianlong hit Jinchuan. It is most interesting in rainy days or sunset. There is also a white marble archway, similar to the archway in front of Biyun Temple Tower. Somehow, it collapsed the year before last. It looks strange.
It is a pity that we didn't come at the right time. After dinner, we waited for the moon in the dark under the porch. The moon won't get old. We talk about everything, gamble on poetry, and sometimes stay silent for a while. Darkness also has its advantages. The long shadow of pine trees is a bit scary. But if you look at it this way, the yard in Songtang is far from perfect, and the white pine is too delicate. I think of Guo Moruo's poem "Ten Miles at Night in Songyuan", which is gloomy enough-I want to be alone. Well, the moon is up, but it's half covered by clouds, hiding in the distant cracks of trees, like a country girl, shy. A long time ago, people said, "However, we shouted a thousand times and urged her a thousand times before she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging "Tao" sound.
The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we lit two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.