Here is the mountain in front of the mountain, the mountain behind the mountain, the mountain with its head raised and the mountain with its head bowed; Mountain after mountain, mountain after mountain. There are mountains on the mountain, and there are mountains outside. The shadowy mountains are like thousands of sleeping fairies, gazing at each other silently and affectionately.
Mountain people live on the side of the mountain. The front door is a mountain, the back of the house is a mountain, the door is a mountain, and the house is also a mountain; The mountain on the left is connected with the mountain, and the mountain on the right is stacked with mountains, passing through one mountain after another. In the eyes of the mountain people, there is everything in the mountains.
Mountain people love mountains. The mountains are beautiful, rich, quiet and charming, which is pleasing to the eye and relaxing. There are towering hills, verdant forests, tinkling springs, deep valleys, towering peaks, rolling mountains and lush mountains in the mountains, all of which are the scenery that people in the mountains admire. Mountain people love mountains, their stalwart bodies and broad minds, their selfless dedication and obscure efforts.
Mountain people love mountains. Cultivate mountains, drill mountains, climb mountains, water mountains with sweat, pay for mountains with painstaking efforts, and stay with mountains all your life. The people in the mountains are a silent mountain, and the children in the mountains are the sons of Dashan, who raised them. In the embrace of the mountains, the children in the mountains are also smart, dignified and strong. Dashan gave them everything, Dashan had money, and they also had money. People in the mountains have been influenced by mountains since childhood, including personality, boldness, simplicity, sincerity and simplicity. Dashan endowed the mountain people with aura and wisdom, shaped their persistent, enterprising and tenacious spirit, and gave birth to mountains that created great careers and did great things from generation to generation.
The ancestors of the mountain people loved mountains. Mountain, mountain, mountain every day, year after year. When you see a mountain, touch it with your hands, carry it on your shoulders and carry it on your back. The mountains are long, green and beautiful, but the hearts of the people in the mountains are happy, their hands are strong, their shoulders are wide and their waists are round. Generation after generation of mountain people take the mountain as their home, eat and live in the mountain, cultivate the mountain with hard-working hands, sow hope, harvest the season, spend the famine years and raise generation after generation of mountain people.
Mountain people have been groping in the mountains since childhood, and climbing mountains and cutting firewood is like playing games. At dawn, three or five groups of children led the sheep, drove the cows, played flutes, took polished wooden knives, and split the thick morning dew, knocking on the mountain. Children in the mountains are free to chase and fight on the mountain roads, attracting birds and insects, and Dashan is always like a kind elder, letting these wayward children make a scene. Until I went to the ravine, the fresh mountain breeze brushed my face, which was refreshing. I can't help looking back at the winding mountain road, distant villages, small ants and pedestrians, watching the sunrise and sunset, so I learned to have a bird's eye view of life. Standing on the top of the mountain, one village and one mountain has a panoramic view, and the scenery is infinite, and the sense of heroism arises spontaneously, and the mind has become extremely open. If you yell at the sky again, all the troubles in your heart and all the vulgarity in the world will go up in smoke and float away with the wind.
There are rich folk songs in the mountains, and people in the mountains like to sing folk songs. Adults sing, children sing, old people sing ... where there are mountain people, there are folk songs echoing. Mountain people often sing folk songs after work, which has become their best way to relax. I clearly remember a folk song that said, "The front mountain is high, and the back mountain is high. Two knives in front of the mountain and behind it. One stabbed into the clouds and the other stuck in my waist. " At first, I didn't understand what the last sentence meant by "sticking it in my waist". Later, I saw the difficult posture of mountain people going out to climb mountains shoulder to shoulder, and finally realized the profound connotation of this sentence.
The mountain left a wild memory for the mountain people. There is an oval stone that has been weathered for many years on the mountain. It is picked up for writing, just like colored chalk. It is colorful and beautiful. Picking up a pink stone and writing some ancient poems on the bluestone board, I realized the artistic conception of "the mountain side becomes a peak, and the distance is different". Sit down and draw a chessboard, use pebbles as chess pieces, know the struggle between Chu and Han, and understand that life needs struggle. After a whimper, although I was flushed because of winning or losing, I actually added a lot of fun and fatigue disappeared.
The mountain has left endless fun for the mountain people. The mountain spring of the mountain stream floated down like a thin jade belt. When you are thirsty, you can sip a few pure mountain springs with your hands, which is refreshing. The mountain spring with a big drop has become a waterfall, and a deep pool has accumulated under the waterfall, just like a natural swimming pool, which is crystal clear. Under the shadow of towering green hills, the water in the pool is green, quiet, strangely green and mysterious. Due to the barrier of mountains, there are few strong winds here, and the water surface is often as calm as jasper. Occasionally, a breeze blows, blowing a few scales of water waves, and quickly restoring calm, like an old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life, no matter how complicated the world is, she can't shake the eternal peace in her heart.
With its inherent attitude and heroic spirit, the mountain paints the colors of the four seasons, writes its own history and stories, and pours out its joys and sorrows and deep attachment to the people in the mountain.
In spring, the mountains are full of birds and flowers, and the spring is full of flowers and green everywhere. It is simply a colorful garden, and it is a colorful spring color map. This beautiful sight is intoxicating and exciting. At this time, if you take advantage of your leisure time, take Yazhi up the mountain, relax, savor the influence of fragrant flowers and flowers, and feel the wind around Shan Ye kindly; Let your mind fly, let your thoughts roam freely in the vast sky and enjoy the endless fun endowed by nature; You can't help but feel the unique flavor of rural life in Tao Yuanming's poems, which is returning to nature, quiet and simple, caring for mountains and rivers and enjoying yourself. You will also appreciate the strong appeal of "Spring is the season of the year" in Zhu Ziqing's works, which gives people endless motivation and longing.
In summer, the mountains are more vibrant. After the baptism of spring breeze and spring rain, the vegetation is lush, and the crops and wild fruits all over the mountains are absorbing the brilliance and rain of the sun and moon. You chase after me and grow sturdily. All kinds of flowers and plants are colorful, and all kinds of wild fruits are covered with branches. At this time, the mountain has become a veritable big orchard. Wild fruits full of natural soil fragrance are mouth-watering at first sight and memorable at first taste. On a hot summer day, children in the mountains quietly took off their clothes and pants while women were not looking, and threw themselves naked into the gentle and cool green pool. After swimming enough, I put on my clothes and trousers, picked up firewood and hurried home on the mountain road before the water dried. At this time, the sun was setting, the smoke was curling, and in the silent forest, I suddenly heard my mother's call.
Autumn is fruitful in the mountains. It is the Garden of Eden where people in the mountains have a good harvest, and it is also the most boiling season in the mountains. At the top of the mountain, in the ravine, at the foot of the mountain ... the busy figure of the mountain people can be seen everywhere-there is yellow land in the ravine depression where the mountain people live. The villagers planted hope here, shed countless painstaking efforts and sweat, and after several months of hard work, they were rewarded with joy at this time-bearing golden fruits in the arms of Mother Earth. In this hot season, the villagers' rich folk songs, mutual teasing and the screams of animals are intertwined, and the joy set off by laughter permeates every corner of Shan Ye. The fields are filled with joyful and festive harvest atmosphere, forming a unique pastoral music.
In winter, the mountains are accompanied by snowflakes flying all over the sky, and the cold-proof quilts are sent from heaven, showing dazzling silver makeup. The mountains have turned into a vast expanse of whiteness, and there is quite a magnificent scene of the northland where "thousands of miles are frozen and Wan Li snows". At this time, Dashan entered a sweet dream after some efforts and dedication. However, people in the mountains know that Dashan is not sleeping in a daze, but is pregnant with another hope in the coming year with a little concern.
Mountains, facing spring, summer, autumn and winter, are silent. Mountains always hold their heads high, like noble princes. The endless plain is the foothold of his waiting, strewn at random. There are eight diagrams in the mountains, and the deep basin is full of rich dinners.
Standing on the back of the mountain, listening to the sound of the wind talking with the Woods, listening to the hearty music notation, melodious melody, pure and simple emotions, looking up at the blue sky, my thoughts are dancing with the white clouds and drifting away. ...
The mountains in Pingchuan, Shan Ye are dripping green, and the mountains brew nectar and nectar with vast forests. The mountains and plains are covered with red leaves, and the mountains comfort the Chinese ancestors with the harvest of golden autumn; Dashan breeds fertile soil for life with a broad mind, and Dashan nurtures the ode of life with sweet milk.
The mountain is solidified music, and the melody is homesickness. Mountains bring happiness, innocence and vitality to children. Children in the mountains can't live without mountains. Mountains are parents, and parents are like a mountain. This mountain is a monument to the hard work of parents. Parents build green hills, and children in the mountains respect them. The silent mountain raised generation after generation of mountain people, and generation after generation of mountain people clung to the mountain. The mountain is a magical cradle. It gave birth to mankind, and mankind transformed it. Mountain people love the grandeur, straightness and beauty of the mountain, and everything in the mountain is the pride of the mountain people.
Now, there is gratifying news from the mountains: every village in the mountains has paved cement roads, and there is no need to carry camels anymore, and children don't have to go up the mountain to cut wood. People in the mountains use gas, make phone calls and watch TV. Children in mountainous areas don't have to pay tuition to go to school. The introduction of a policy of benefiting farmers has made the people in mountainous areas very happy!
Walking out of the mountains is the dream of generations of mountain people. Although the mountain people don't know the world outside the mountain, the simple and kind mountain people are more willing to believe that it is another paradise outside the mountain. They don't know that people outside the mountain are also looking for their paradise. People in the mountains walked out of the mountains, and people outside the mountains walked into the mountains. From then on, the mountain is no longer a silent mountain!
Smart and wise mountain people, riding the spring breeze of reform and opening up, opened the mountain gate and walked out of the mountains, and built new towns in criss-crossing land, in the vast Yuan Ye and in rows of factories; On the steep cliff, the road to happiness has been opened up, and hydropower stations that generate hope have sprung up on rivers. ...
With the growth of age and experience, I always like to associate the sigh of life with mountains, and get a good solution from being close to mountains; In the dialogue and communication with the mountain, the kind mountain is like a tireless mentor, silently conveying beautiful language to people and teaching people to appreciate the mountain; Cultivate your spirit from loving nature, and learn to distinguish gains and losses from the experience of "reaching the top, the other mountains all appear dwarfs under the sky.". Let life be as strong as a mountain range, as beautiful as a mountain flower, as magnanimous as a mountain wind, as pure as a mountain spring and as vibrant as a mountain forest!
Mountain, mountain, mountain! Mountain is the soul of mountain people, and mountain people are the embodiment of mountains; Mountain is the connotation of mountain man, and mountain man is the annotation of mountain.