Moonlight, like running water, falls quietly on this leaf and flower. A thin layer of blue mist floats in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers seem to have been washed in milk; Like a dream in a sarong. Although it is a full moon, there are faint clouds in the sky, so it can't shine; But I think this is just a benefit-deep sleep is indispensable, and nap is unique. Moonlight shines through the trees, and the bushes at the height cast uneven and mottled shadows, which are as steep as ghosts; The sparse shadows of curved willows seem to be painted on lotus leaves. The moonlight in the pond is uneven; Light and shadow have a harmonious melody, such as a famous song played by Van Gogh Ling.
Around the lotus pond, there are trees far and near, and willows are the most. These trees surround a lotus pond; Only on one side of the path, there are some gaps, which seem to be reserved for moonlight. An example of the color of trees is cloudy, which at first glance looks like a cloud of smoke; But the abundance of willows can be recognized in the smoke. There are distant mountains on the treetops, just a little careless. There are still one or two lamps leaking through the cracks in the tree. What is listless is the eyes of those who are sleepy. At this time, the most lively are cicadas in the tree and frogs in the water; But the excitement is theirs. I have nothing.
-Zhu Ziqing's Moonlight on the Lotus Pond
Best of all, it snowed a little. You see, the dwarf pine on the mountain is getting darker and darker, and there is a bun of white flowers on the top of the tree, like a Japanese wet nurse. The top of the mountain is all white, and there is a silver edge on the blue sky. On the hillside, there is thick snow in some places, and grass color is still exposed in some places; In this way, one is white, the other is dark yellow, and the mountain is covered with a floral dress with water patterns; Looking at it, this floral dress seems to be blown by the wind, which makes you want to see more beautiful goatskin. When the sun goes down, the yellowish sunshine is obliquely sprinkled on the hillside, and the Bo Xue seems to suddenly blush with shame, showing a little pink. It's just a light snow. Jinan can't stand heavy snow. Those hills are so fragile!
Ancient Jinan, the city is so narrow and spacious. There are some small villages lying on the hillside, and there is some snow on the roofs of the small villages. Yes, this is a small ink painting, probably painted by a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty.
What about water? It did not freeze, but steamed on the green duckweed. Seaweed is really green, and all the green stored all the year round is taken out. The clearer the sky, the greener the algae. With these green spirits, the water can't bear to freeze, and those skilled weeping willows have to take a picture in the water! Look, slowly rising from the clear river, the sky, mid-air and sky are so clear and blue from top to bottom, and the whole is an ethereal blue crystal. In this crystal, there are red roofs and yellow grass hills, like the gray shadows of small flowers on the carpet. This is Jinan in winter.
-Lao She's Winter in Jinan
Plum rain pool is a waterfall pool. There are three waterfalls in Xianyan, and Meiyu Waterfall is the lowest. Go to the side of the mountain and hear the sound.
Wow voice; Looking up, a piece of shiny white water appeared in front of me with two wet black edges.
Let's go to Meiyu Pavilion first. Meiyu Pavilion faces the waterfall; Sitting on the edge of the pavilion, you can see all this without looking up.
Deep under the pavilion is the Meiyu Pool. The pavilion stands in a prominent corner of the rock, and it is empty from top to bottom; Like a
A goshawk spread its wings and flew in the sky. There are mountains on three sides, like a half ring; People are at the bottom of the well. this
This is a cloudy autumn. Slight clouds flow over our heads; Rock surfaces and grasslands are exposed to moisture.
Green meaning of oil separation. And the waterfall seems to be particularly loud. The waterfall rushed down from above, as if it were torn to size.
A few shares; It is no longer a neat and smooth cloth. There are many edges and corners on the rock; When the waterfall flows, it will have a severe impact.
Splash like flying flowers and broken jade. The splashing water is crystal clear and full of awns; Looking from a distance, like a small white plum,
It rained continuously. It is said that this is the reason why Meiyu Pool got its name. But I think it is like Huayang, which is particularly accurate.
Some. The breeze rises, and it drifts a little with the wind, which is more beautiful. -at this time, occasionally there will be some points to bring us warmth.
My arms, and then Shu got into it and never found it.
The sparkling green of Meiyu pool attracts us; We started chasing her clutch light. Pull up grass, climb
Loki, bend down carefully, bend over a stone dome door, and then you reach a bright green pool. Waterfall in front
Between sleeves; But there is no waterfall in my heart. My heart swings with the green of the pool. The intoxicating green, as if
A huge lotus leaf is covered with strange green. I want to embrace her with open arms; But which one is this?
Delusion. Standing by the water and looking at that side, it actually feels a little far! This paved thick green is burning.
That's cute. She is loosely wrinkled, like a skirt dragged by a young woman; She fiddled with it gently, like knocking on the place of first love.
A woman's heart; She is smooth and bright, like "bright oil", as soft as egg white, so tender that people can imagine.
Touching the softest skin I have ever touched; She doesn't bother me, just like a wet jasper with only one clear color.
-But you can't see through her! I met Populus cathayensis in Shichahai, Beijing, and it seems so.
It is very weak. I have also seen the high and dense "green wall" next to the Tiger Running Temple in Hangzhou. The endless green grass and green leaves overlap.
That seems too strong. As for the others, the waves in West Lake are too bright, and those in Qinhuai River are too dark. Honey, what should I do?
To compare you? How to compare? Probably this pool is deep, so it can accommodate such a strange green color; seem
The blue sky melts like a piece in it, so fresh and moist. That intoxicating green! If I can fire you,
I think I will give it to the dancer of light; She will be able to float in the wind. If I can slap your eyes, I'll give it to you.
A blind girl who sings well; She will have a pair of bright eyes. I am reluctant to part with you; How can I give up on you? I patted you and touched you with my hand.
Look at you like a 12-year-old girl. I touched your entrance again and kissed her. I gave you a name,
I'll call you "green daughter" from now on, okay?
-Zhu Ziqing's Green
On June 15, the weather was extremely hot. The ground was already on fire as soon as the sun came out. Some clouds like Feiyun and fog like fog are floating in the air, which makes people feel breathless. There is no wind at all. Xiangzi looked at the gray day in the yard, drank a cold water and went out.
The willow tree in the street is sick, with a layer of dust hanging on its leaves and rolling on its branches; The branches are lazy and drooping listlessly. There was not a drop of water on the road, and it was all white. How high the dust on the sidewalk flies, it is connected with the gray air in the sky, forming a vicious gray sand array, which burns the faces of pedestrians. Everywhere is dry, everywhere is hot, everywhere is stuffy, and the whole old city is like a burnt-out brick kiln, which makes people breathless. The dog lay prone on the ground, sticking out its red tongue. The nostrils of mules and horses are so big that vendors are afraid to shout. The asphalt road was sunburned, and even the bronze medal in front of the shop seemed to be sunburned. The street is quiet, except for some monotonous jingles, which make people in the copper and iron shop anxious. Today, people are too lazy to go shopping as long as they are not hungry: some put their cars in some shady places, set up sheds and take a nap in them; Some got into a small teahouse to drink tea; Some didn't pull the car out at all, just went to the street to see if it was possible to get out of the car. Even the most beautiful young men are willing to lose face and dare not run again, just walk slowly with their heads down. Every well has become their savior. No matter how many steps they just pulled, when they saw the well, they rushed into it, unable to catch up with the new water, and filled the air in the sink like donkeys and horses. Also, because it was hot or cold in summer, I walked into the ground and never got up.
Xiangzi was a little timid. After pulling an empty car for a few steps, he felt that he was surrounded by hot air from head to toe, and even sweated on the back of his hand. But after seeing the seat, he still wanted to pull, thinking that it might be a little windy to run. He pulled a deal and pulled the car up, only to know that no one was allowed to work in such bad weather. I couldn't breathe when I ran, and my lips were burnt. Obviously not thirsty, I want to drink water when I see it. If you don't run, the sun handle and back of the poisonous flower will crack. Somehow he was dragged to that place, and his trousers and jacket were all wrapped around him. Pick up the banana fan, it's no use, the wind is very hot. He took a few sips of cold water, but went to the teahouse again.
After drinking two pots of hot tea, his heart calmed down a little. Tea goes in from the mouth, and sweat comes out from the body immediately, as if the body is empty and there will be no more water. He dare not move any more.
He felt bored after sitting for a long time. Being afraid to go out and having nothing to do, he felt that the weather seemed to be deliberately against him. I want to go out, but my legs are too lazy to move, and my body is very soft. It seems that I haven't taken a good bath. Although I sweated a lot, I still felt uncomfortable. After sitting for a while, he couldn't sit still any longer. Anyway, he was sweating when he was sitting, so he might as well go out and try.
When I came out, I realized I was wrong. The gray gas in the sky has dispersed, which is not very depressing, but the sunshine is also more severe: no one dares to look up at where the sun is, but feels that it is shining everywhere. The air, roof, walls and ground are all white and bright, with a little red in the white, and the whole place looks like a huge fire mirror from top to bottom. Every lamp is like the focus of a fire mirror, and it will get angry when it touches anything. In this white light, every color is harsh, every sound is ugly, and every smell is mixed with the stench evaporated from the ground. There seems to be no one on the street, and the road seems to have suddenly widened a lot, empty without a chill, and the glistening is frightening. Xiangzi didn't know what to do. He lowered his head, pulled the car and walked slowly. He has no ideas, no goals, and he is in a daze. His body is covered with sticky sweat and smells bad. After a long walk, the soles of my feet stuck to shoes and socks, as if stepping on a piece of wet mud. I am sad. I didn't want to drink any more water at first, but I couldn't help drinking when I saw the well. It seems to be designed to enjoy the cold water in the well. From the mouth to the stomach, it suddenly cooled down, and the pores suddenly contracted, making a cold war, which was very comfortable. After drinking, he burps repeatedly and the water will overflow.
Walking and sitting for a while, he is always too lazy to plan business. He still didn't feel hungry until noon. I want to eat something as usual, but I feel sick at the sight of food. The belly is almost full of all kinds of water, and sometimes it will ring softly, like a mule or a horse drinking water, and the belly will ring naked.
At one o'clock in the afternoon, he pulled another business. This is the hottest time of the day, catching up with the hottest day of this summer. Just a few steps later, he felt a cool breeze, just like in an extremely hot room, a little coolness came in from the door. He couldn't believe himself; Look at the willow branches on the roadside. They did move slightly twice. Suddenly there were more people in the street, and people in the shops rushed out. They all covered their heads with cattail leaf fans and looked around. "With a cool breeze! With a cool breeze! The cool wind is coming down! " Everyone shouted and almost jumped up. The willows on the roadside suddenly turned into angels, conveying the news of heaven. "Wicker son moved! God, enjoy the cool air! "
It is still hot, and my heart is much calmer. Cool breeze, even a little, gives people a lot of hope. After several cool breezes, the sunshine is not so strong, one is bright and the other is slightly dark, as if there is a flying sand floating on it. The wind suddenly blew, and the long-standing wicker suddenly got something gratifying, swaying, swaying, and the branches seemed to grow out. After a gust of wind, it became dark and all the dust flew into the air. The dust fell a little, and dark clouds appeared on the northern horizon. Xiangzi sweated, looked north, stopped the car and put on a poncho. He knew that the summer rain would come at once, and there was no time.
Just put on the poncho, there was another gust of wind, and the ink clouds rolled and covered half the sky. The hot air on the ground is mixed with cool wind and smelly dry soil, which is hot and cold; It's sunny day in the south and dark clouds in the north for half a day. It seems that something is coming, and everything is in a panic. Coaches are anxious to put on ponchos, shopkeepers are busy collecting their bedding, and vendors are scrambling to clean up their stalls and rush forward. Another gust of wind. As soon as the wind passed, the manhole covers, stalls and pedestrians on the street seemed to be swept away by the wind, and all disappeared, leaving only willow branches dancing wildly with the wind.
Before the clouds covered the sky, the ground was already dark, and an unusually bright and hot sunny afternoon suddenly turned into night. The wind, with the rain star between it, crashed from east to west like looking for something on the ground. A red flash in the distance to the north, like a dark cloud, reveals a lot of blood. The wind has stopped, but it is very strong and makes people tremble. A gust of such wind has passed, and everything seems to be somehow. Even the willows are waiting for something hesitantly. There was another flash overhead, followed by bright white raindrops.
It was extremely hard to fall to the ground, and a lot of dust was thrown up, and the soil was slightly rainy. Several heavy rains hit Xiangzi's back and he shivered twice. The rain stopped and dark clouds covered the sky. Another gust of wind, bigger than before, willow branches flying, dust flying, rain pouring down; Wind, soil, rain, mixed together, connected together, both horizontally and vertically, are gray and chilly, everything is wrapped in it, and it is impossible to tell which is the tree, which is the ground and which is the cloud. All directions are chaotic and full of noise and confusion. The wind has passed, leaving only a straight rain path, hanging from the sky to the bottom. I can't see the strips clearly, just one by one. Numerous arrows are shot on the ground, and thousands of waterfalls fall on the house. In a few minutes, heaven and earth could not be separated, and the water in the air fell, and the water on the ground was everywhere, turning into a black and yellow, sometimes white and bright water world.
Xiangzi's clothes were soaked through, and there was nothing loose on him. His hair was soaked through the straw hat. The water on the ground didn't reach his feet, wet trousers wrapped around his legs, and the rain on his head and back swept his face. He can't look up, open his eyes, breathe or walk. He seems to be standing in the water, and he doesn't know where the road is or before or after.
What are left and right? I just feel cool water pouring all over my body. He doesn't know anything, but he feels a little hot in his heart and there is rain in his ears. He wants to put the car down, but he doesn't know where to put it. Trying to run, the water wrapped around his leg. He was half dead, dragging forward step by step with his head down. The driver seems to have died in the car, leaving the driver to fight for his life in the water without saying a word.
When the rain stopped, Xiangzi straightened up slightly and exhaled, "Sir, please stay away before you go!" "
"Let's go! How did you leave me here? " Passengers stamped their feet and shouted.
Xiangzi really wanted to put the car down and find a place to hide. However, looking at the running water, he knew that he would shake into a ball when he stopped. He gritted his teeth and waded high and low. Not far away, it was dark for a while, it was bright for a while, and the rain fell in love with his eyes again.
Yes, that passenger didn't even give a penny more. Xiangzi said nothing. He's too busy.
The rain stopped for a while and then it rained for a while.
-Lao She's Camel Xiangzi
Suddenly a spy came to report: "Hua Xiong led an iron horse down the pass, took a long pole, grabbed the red flag of Sun Taishou, and came to the front of the village to scold the war." Shao Yue said, "Who dares to fight?" Behind Yuan Shu, veteran Yu She said, "Young man is willing to go." Shao Xi, then Yushe. Immediately came the news: "Yushe and Hua Xiong fought three wars and were beheaded by Hua Xiong." Everyone was shocked. The satrap Han Fu said, "I have a general, Pan Feng, who can behead Hua Xiong." Shao urgently ordered the expedition. Pan Feng rode on the horse with a big axe. Not long after going, Pegasus came to report: "Pan Feng was beheaded by Hua Xiong again." Everyone is eclipsed. Shao Yue said, "It's a pity that Yan Liang and Wen Chou have not arrived! I have to be here alone. Why are you afraid of Hua Xiong? " Before he finished speaking, the people beside him shouted, "Young man, I'm going to behead Hua Xiong and give it to Li Shimin!" When people look at him, they see that his body is nine feet long and his beard is two feet long. He has phoenix eyes and sleeping silkworm eyebrows, his face is as heavy as a jujube, and his voice is as loud as a bell. Ask who. Gongsun Zan said, "This Guan Yu is Liu Xuande's brother." Shao asked him where he lived now. Jun said, "Follow Liu Xuande as an archer." Yuan Shu shouted to the outside of the account: "Are you cheating our vassals without generals? Measure an archer, don't dare talk nonsense! Play with me! " Cao Cao said anxiously, "The highway will calm down the anger. Since this person is boastful, he must have courage; If you try to teach a horse, if it is invincible, it is not too late to blame. " Yuan Shao said, "If archers go to war, Hua Xiong will laugh." Cao Cao said, "This man looks good. Does Hua Xiong know that he is an archer? " Guan Yu said, "If you can't win, please behead a certain head." Cao Caowen drank a glass of wine with Guan Yu and got on the horse. Guan Yu said, "Pour the wine and come as soon as you go." Pay the bill, carry the knife, Pegasus. The vassals heard the drums outside the Commissioner deafening, shouting deafening, such as the sky were to fall, and all the people were surprised. Just as he was about to snoop, the Luan bell rang and the horse arrived. Yunshang lifted Hua Xiong's head and threw it on the ground. The wine is still warm.
-Luo Guanzhong's "Romance of the Three Kingdoms * Warm Wine to Chop Hua Xiong"
Looking forward to, looking forward to, the east wind is coming, and the pace of spring is approaching.
Everything looked like I had just woken up, and I opened my eyes with joy. The mountains moistened, the water rose and the sun blushed.
The grass crawled out of the soil, tender and green. In the garden and in the field, look, there are many such trees. Sit, lie down, roll twice, kick a few balls, run a few laps, grab a few laps. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
Peach trees, apricot trees and pear trees are all in full bloom, and you won't let me or I won't let you. Red is like fire, pink is like chardonnay and white is like snow. Flowers are sweet; When I closed my eyes, the tree seemed to be covered with peaches, Xinger and pears. Hundreds of bees are buzzing under the flowers and butterflies are flying around. Wildflowers are everywhere: miscellaneous, named and unnamed, scattered in the grass, like eyes, like stars, still flashing.
"Blowing your face doesn't make you cold", yes, like a mother's hand touching you. The wind brought the smell of new ploughing, mixed with the smell of grass, and the fragrance of various flowers, all brewing in the slightly humid air. Birds nest in flowers and leaves. They are very happy. Calling friends proudly showed off his crisp voice and sang melodious songs, which set each other off in harmony with the light wind and flowing water. The piccolo of the shepherd boy on the cow's back rang all day at this time.
Rain is the most common and lasts for three or two days. Don't be upset. You see, it is like cow hair, like a needle, like a filament, densely woven diagonally. There is a thin layer of smoke on the roof, but the leaves are bright green and the grass is green enough to stare. At night, the lights turned on, and a little dim light set off a quiet and peaceful night. In the countryside, on the path, by the stone bridge, people are walking slowly with umbrellas; There are also farmers working in the fields, wearing wrinkled clothes and wrinkled hats. Their houses are scattered and silent in the rain.
There are more kites in the sky and more children on the ground. Every family in urban and rural areas, old and young, came out one by one. Relax your muscles and bones, be full of energy, and do your job. "A year's plan lies in spring"; At the beginning, there is plenty of time and hope.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It's new from head to toe and still growing.
Spring is like a little girl, dressed up and walking with a smile.
Spring is like a strong young man with iron arms and legs, leading us forward.
-Zhu Ziqing's Spring
About the pig, I want to say that it is a plant. Full of meat, slaughtered by the butcher. In other words, it is a kind of walking meat. Humans spent thousands of years teaching it to be a slave, but it didn't even have this idea and had to kill it. Pigs are the only life that can't get sympathy and respect when killing. Live dirty and die boring. As a life, the pig is a failed example.
Standing in the zoo, I often think, if there were no humans, who would be the master of the world? I like lions.
Of course, there is my preference for lions here, but it is more of a philosophical inference. I noticed the totem consciousness of the ancient Egyptians, and their "Sphinx" gave me great confusion. According to my understanding, there is something wrong with the translation of "The Sphinx", which should be "The Head of the Sphinx". The ancient Egyptians must have despaired of the ideal life style along the Nile, under the pyramids and above the yellow sand. The Sphinx shows their contradictory mentality.
This desperate mentality gives them great courage to imagine: human rational spirit+lion's physique = ideal life, and only this kind of life can be tied with "nature". The result of this imagination is desolate, poetic, philosophical and aesthetic.
However, as far as the lion himself is concerned, he despises "intelligence". The lion's confidence and conceit about his physical ability makes him regard intelligence as a vulture. The lion's eyes illustrate this point. I often look into the lion's eyes. From him, I saw the sublimity and silence of life, as well as the dignity and sadness of life. When I look into the lion's eyes, I am often in a daze, very sad, and sometimes I burst into tears. I admit that I am afraid of lions. Even through the railing, I still shudder. His eyes made me afraid to look at each other for a long time. That quiet majesty is like the vast night universe at the other end of the iron railing. That powerful vitality can still crush my heart in prison. I've never seen a lion roar or show off its power.
It's better for him to look at you like that than a thousand dogs barking and a thousand wolves howling.
I noticed the difference between high-level animals represented by lions and low-level animals represented by ants. Whether life is advanced or not often depends on one thing: loneliness. Advanced animals have a lazy, indifferent and aloof walking dynamic, and they all have a pair of world-weary cold eyes. Ignoring the acceptance and understanding of the world, they just look back lazily in the lazy wandering, looking at the traces they left on the boundless land, silent. Their pain and suffering are hidden, and their noise and joy are silent. This silence may come from the vast space they have set foot in. A great sense of space tends to produce a great sense of loneliness. In loneliness, life can often experience itself and the world more effectively.
Ants only make trouble. Ants sent thousands of troops for a grain of rice, a piece of meat crumbs and the body of a fly. They are enthusiastic, jubilant, angry, surging and losing ground. I often get lost in the world while observing ants. The hard life of ants is admirable and deplorable. I often send a big bowl of rice to the ant kingdom out of sympathy. I think it will be enough for their country for several years. But I can't. Ants are busy and petty, which determines their survival. They are hardworking, live and work in peace and contentment, and are full and happy for this. Why should we stubbornly sympathize with happy people? I found such a phenomenon from the feature film Animal World explained by Mr. Zhao Zhongxiang: weak lives are often sympathetic, causal and interdependent; A strong life is another scene. They restrain each other and know how to respect and tolerate. I noticed that cheetahs and lions live in harmony on the African grassland. I was moved by the quiet picture of them staying out of it. Cheetahs love the past, while lions enjoy family happiness. This is a mockery of "one mountain can't accommodate two tigers". This is a strong life between real self-confidence. Such confidence is given by heaven, and there is no posturing, so it is as calm as water. Compared with dogs, humans are much more petty, and the less courageous dogs are, the more they will bark. People with low self-esteem like to put on airs and can't let go. In fact, self-confidence in life is the foundation of peace in this world. As long as one side is not sure about itself, there will be intrigues and wars in the world.
-Bi Feiyu's "Zoo for Humans"