Liang Yihua
In late spring and March, the mountains are full of flowers, lush trees and lush vegetation, and the scenery is beautiful and pleasant! This year, Xin Qiji lived a simple and comfortable pastoral life in Shangrao, Jiangxi, because he was pushed out by court officials and his ambition was frustrated.
One day, when he was idle, he walked out of the house and saw flowers and plants everywhere on the mountain, with lush trees and fresh air. Really beautiful! There is a waterfall on the mountain, which falls straight down, like a pair of wide white training, just flowing down from the loom. There is a dark cave behind the waterfall. Xin Qiji is very curious. He is curious to know what's in it. So he touched the wet cave wall and groped carefully forward. Suddenly, a light appeared in front of him, and Xin Qiji stepped forward quickly, only to see a beautiful new world in front of him: trees are shaded here, birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. A clear stream flows slowly. Bright lotus flowers are blooming in the stream. Xin Qiji was overjoyed and thought: This is really a paradise!
Xin Qiji walked along the stream, looking at the beautiful scenery, and unconsciously came to the door of a family. There are five people in this family living in a low and small hut. A pair of white-haired Weng Ai sat at the door, drinking wine and chatting. They seem to love each other very much. The old man smiled and said to the old woman, "Old woman, although we are all old, our children are so filial and our bones are so tough, so be content!" " The old woman said, "old man, we are going to enjoy our retirement!" " "Say that finish smile eyes almost became a line, wrinkles on his face became a flower. There is a pond in front of the house. The water in the pond is so clear that even small fish can see it playing below. The lotus in the pool is pink and beautiful. There is also a large bamboo forest behind the house. Bamboo is green and dripping, and from time to time there are crisp birds singing among the bamboo!
The eldest sons of two old people are hoeing beans in the field east of the stream. The hot sun made him sweat, but he kept waving a hoe to weed. Maybe he is thinking, "Mom and Dad have worked hard, and I want to repay them." Zhong Er weaves a chicken coop in the shade. He also looked at his parents from time to time and saw that they loved each other so much that a happy smile appeared on his face. He may be thinking, "Big Brother is working in the sun, so hard." I want to do more work and earn more money to reassure my eldest brother and my parents. "Innocent and lively children are lying on the head of the stream, their little feet are constantly swinging, and they are absorbed in peeling the newly picked lotus. At this point, he may be thinking: "Big Brother and Second Brother are trying to repay their parents. I want to peel more lotus leaves to send wine to my parents." "
Seeing this loving, hardworking and harmonious family, Xin Qiji was moved to tears, and then recited a familiar word-"Qingpingle Village".
The eaves are low and small,
Green grass by the stream.
Drunk and charming,
Who has white hair?
Big-eared hoe bean creek east,
The children are knitting chicken coops.
I like children and scoundrels best,
Lying on the stream peeling lotus flowers.
There is a low hut in front of the rolling mountains, and there is a crystal clear stream in front of us. Lotus leaves float on the stream. There are many mature lotus leaves on the lotus leaves, and delicious lotus roots are hidden under them.
Suddenly, I heard an old and slightly drunk voice. Ah! It turned out to be coming from that hut.
Look! An old man, with a white porcelain lake cup in his hand, was laughing and telling his sons interesting childhood stories to the old women around him, while laughing and picking up the glass to taste wine. Whose old lady is this?
Oh, their eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream in the hot sun, not afraid of the heat. And the flowers and plants on the edge of the ground are all dizzy. Sweat rolled down his forehead, but he didn't care.
His second son has some skills. He is knitting a chicken coop with bamboo pieces. They are small and exquisite, beautiful and practical.
The old couple's favorite little son is very naughty. He did nothing but lie on the ground, peeling lotus leaves with his hands, eating lotus seed soup and making hens laugh. How happy he is!
Looking at these harmonious, carefree and free moving scenes, Xin Qiji wrote:
Qingpingle country house
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass.
Drunk Wu local drunk, gentle voice, white-haired old man who is it?
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages.
My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked.
Ah! This is really a beautiful pastoral landscape painting.