It is also a pleasure to splash color in the vast world. Usually, the time of painting depends on the degree of crowding. Being able to pick up the brush and release the passion and impulse that has accumulated in my heart for too long can undoubtedly adjust my body and mind. After all, that's what I love deeply, and it's tied to my pursuit of dreams.
Autumn is getting deeper and deeper, and the mountains and rivers are red, yellow, green and orange, which is more lively than spring. It's just the bleak wind, the fruit that occasionally blows into the nostrils, and the smell of dead leaves are all engraved with a kind of maturity, which makes people understand better. The fragrance of flowers and fruits is so different. Hope and harvest taste good. I am afraid that I will filter out a little sadness and sadness from all kinds of feelings. Time and tide wait for no man, my heart has become too fragile to touch.
From painting 1 to painting/5, climbing up and down on the high shelf and painting dozens or even dozens of square meters, people are tired, and the passion and impulse of painting are all thin to the skeleton. So you guys will discuss taking a rest, going out for a walk, rewarding yourself and taking a trip to those poor places to save as much as possible.
On the morning of the 6th, nine of us drove two cars, starting from the halfway and heading southwest. We just want to see the sea, only thinking about the vastness of the sea. It will certainly wash away our physical and mental fatigue and let our hearts see the sunshine and colors. It is foggy in the north in late autumn, but the expressway is closed due to fog. We cherish this hard-won decision and still embark on the journey without hesitation. Five people crowded into a car. Although the space in the car is narrow, the space of the soul is gradually drifting away with the wheels. We are immersed in a long-lost freedom and overflowing feelings, and our hearts are like wings and flying freely.
The car is driving in the fog, just like driving in the clouds. The wisps of fog outside the window linger and curl up, and the water vapor as fine as a cow's hair is faintly condensed on the window. The vehicles on the road are all on fog lights, crawling like a pair of exploratory eyes and snails. Suddenly, I feel very sad: forty years old is an unquestionable age, but why don't I walk in the fog! Complicated interpersonal relationships, distorted and ugly trading of power and money, speculators are fat, industrious people are thin, the rich honor the poor, and they laugh at the poor without laughing at the secular vision of prostitutes ... These heavy fogs make me look like a child who has not been wet behind the ears. I used a paintbrush and a dozen dull notes to explore a bright and clean road, knowing that I would not go far, but sticking to poverty, just to give my soul a real pure land.
Originally planned to go to Caofeidian and the nearby seaside, but along the way, the fog gradually dispersed. So, we got on the expressway, and there were a lot of cars on the expressway. Our two cars were separated in the traffic, so we saw the road sign and missed the next one. Finally, we decided to meet at Laoting.
Laoting County is a fertile soil formed by the tidal surge of Bohai Sea and the alluvial of Luanhe River. It is located in the southeast of Tangshan City, Hebei Province, with Yanshan in the north, Qilu in the south, Qin in the east and Beijing and Tianjin in the west, and is located in the center of Bohai Bay. Laoting is the hometown of Li Dazhao, a pioneer of proletarian movement in China. Laoting Drum, Laoting Shadow Play and Laoting Yangko are also famous for a long time, and they are named as "Hometown of Chinese Quyi". Laoting Shadow Play won the national TV series "Orchid Cup" award. This fertile soil full of vitality has been passed down by the sages and formed its unique culture and charm. Unfortunately, the schedule is too tight, otherwise we really have to stop and savor them one by one.
Laoting's diet is also remarkable, such as mellow, crisp, yellow and attractive, unique Tancheng sesame seed cake, Liu Mei roast chicken with excellent meat quality, rich in protein and various trace elements, as well as Luoguoxiang oil and Laoting shrimp oil. It's just that we came to see the sea and didn't have time to taste it.
The car drove until four o'clock in the afternoon. When the sun went down, we arrived at the seaside. When the salty sea breeze blew gently from the window, what I blurted out in my heart was actually a call to my mother. When I face the vast sea again and listen to the whispers of the waves kissing the beach, my heart is so calm, just like a child sleeping quietly in his mother's arms, and my heart is full of happiness and tranquility. The setting sun sprinkled golden particles on the foggy sea, seagulls flapped their wings and chased the waves, and the dim shadows of fishing boats came or went, far away. Looking at the horizon, what is reflected in my heart is tolerance and understanding of all sadness, even good and evil, beauty and ugliness. Facing the sea, there seems to be nothing I can't let go of.
According to a fisherman by the roadside, this place has reached Xiangyun Island, and Laoting was once under the jurisdiction of Yongping House. According to the Records of Yongping Prefecture, "Xiangyun Island, 40 miles southwest of the county, was originally in the sea, but now it has gone to the shore for several miles. I often walk around Xiangyun in the morning, hence the name. "
"Xiangyun Island", a beautiful name, has a good fate, but we actually groped our way here. The fatigue of the journey has been washed away by the endless sea in front of us, avoiding everyone. I just want to snuggle up to the beach alone and feel the baptism of my heart carefully. The sun has set slowly along the sea level, and the golden afterglow makes the sea more magnificent. Chasing it wave after wave, the flowers of the sun bloom in the tide, wither and bloom, all poems and songs. The sound of the waves is clearly accompanied by the Sanskrit sound of sandalwood, echoing magnificence, making people feel quiet and giving birth to compassion. Kneeling on the beach, I feel like a pilgrim. Confess your sin of falling into the world of mortals with a sincere heart. All impetuous people become dignified, and all injured people are comforted.
I walked slowly along the beach kissed by the waves, enjoying the joy and tranquility of this moment, and gradually forgot the world of mortals intertwined with luck and misfortune, and forgot the mixed time and space. If I can stop, I really hope this moment will become eternal, and I can immerse myself in inner peace and harmony forever. Not far away, a father and son are fishing leisurely, and a couple are walking gently arm in arm. A little further, you can see fishing boats and fishermen soliciting customers on the coast. I can't help but feel relieved that there is only one thought between the earthly world and the pure land, just like the front and back of a piece of paper. The front is smeared at sixes and sevens, and the back can be spread out. The initial heart is clean, it is really clean.
Intoxicated, a colorful small glass bottle caught my eye. It lies quietly on the beach, lonely and different. Its crystal clear bottle and beautiful color attracted me, and I couldn't help picking it up. It is so small and bright. It lies in my palm, just like a child with a secret. I looked around and then curiously pulled out the cork. It turned out to be colorful and has been pulverized. I picked up the small bottle and tapped it in my hand. With the colorful foam, two small and pointed shells fell out. Then I looked at the bottle. There was a small yellow paper roll in it. The small paper roll is wet and can't be poured out. I had no choice but to break the small bottle and unfold the brake of the paper roll. Then I regretted breaking the small bottle, because there were three words written on the small note: "I hope my mother will come back;" I wish I were a little princess; I hope I am happy every day. " Signed "Blue Dream".
Just at that moment, tears unconsciously blurred my vision. I clearly saw the little girl named Lan standing quietly alone on the beach, facing the sea breeze. The cold wave wet her bare feet. She must be looking at the sea with tears in her eyes, and strands of hair from the sea breeze are dancing in front of her eyes. It was after she prayed for thousands of times in her heart that she threw the drift bottle with her wishes into the sea. She decorated her vial so carefully. Are these two little conchs gifts for the sea? I hope the sea can hear you.
I dare not imagine where the boy's dream mother went, but I can imagine the pain and desire of that young heart without her mother to love, spoil, spoil and take care of her. No one sends you to school, no one plays games with you, no one tells you bedtime stories, and no one even listens to your thoughts about your mother and your yearning for happiness. How lonely you are, a sad little princess. Lift up your misty tears and look at the sea deeply. Boy dream, before I share your loneliness and pain, the sea must have understood your wishes. No matter where your mother is, she will certainly hear your call and feel your thoughts. We all wish you happiness. You are the little princess in our hearts.
I found a big bottle and filled it with a handful of sea sand. I prayed to the sea and said, I wish I had as many dreams as the sand in the sea. Please realize my boy dream! Then I wrapped a small note with my dream wish in a piece of paper money and stuffed it into a bottle. The bottle cap is tight and tight. I prayed many times in my heart before throwing the bottle into the sea. The bottle drifted away from the sea, and I unconsciously thought of my children: I will work hard for you no matter how hard and tired I am!
When I left the seaside to find a place to live, it was already dark, and it was still a developing seaside. After the tourist season, there are almost no tourists staying in the long hotel rooms by the sea, which is much less noisy and quiet. This is the best for me, because I can slowly savor the feelings along the way in this silence, and I can silently pray for the little girl named Mencius one hundred times and one thousand times.
Although the hotel is deserted, the boss is very enthusiastic. When all kinds of seafood were served, the boss introduced us to the local scenery. It turns out that there are three small islands around Xiangyun Island, namely Bodhi Island, Yue Tuo Island and Dragon Island. Bodhi Island, formerly known as Shijiutuo, is also known as Shijiutuo. Sakyamuni had an epiphany under a bodhi tree, and hundreds of bodhi trees were planted on the island, hence the name Bodhi Island. There are Buddhist sites and monuments such as Chaoyin Temple and Chaoyang Temple on the island. Yue Tuo Island is named for its curved crescent moon. There are many shrubs on the island, and hundreds of kinds of birds live and breed here. At present, an exotic eco-tourism holiday center is under construction. Everyone is hungry after a hard day's work. While listening to the boss's introduction, they couldn't resist the temptation of seafood and ate and drank. Seeing us like this, the boss couldn't help laughing: "You can come again when you have the chance. When you come again, it should develop better here. " After that, I couldn't bear to bother us again and left.
Eating seafood, we are grateful for the sea. We eat the gifts, feelings and tastes of the sea. It expands our minds, expands our imagination, makes us brave and calms us. In the restaurant, I told you about that little drift bottle. Everyone was lost in thought for the picture formed by those three sentences, guessing where the mother in the boy's dream went and what kind of story was behind it. "Let's raise a glass to bless Mencius!" Teacher Liu, a colleague, suggested that we drink a toast. That glass of wine gave me a taste of love and the truth, goodness and beauty between people. Therefore, wine becomes so sweet and mellow.
The night by the sea is so quiet and peaceful. The waves beat against the coast, just like my mother's hand, stroking my head. There was a faint sound of the waves, just like my mother's lullaby when I was a child, which sang softly in my ear and made me sleep soundly and sweetly. When my roommate woke me up in the morning, I was still immersed in a dream and didn't want to open my eyes.
The morning at the seaside is very fresh. There are fishing boats going out to sea and fishing boats going to and from the dock. Most of the nine of us have never been out to sea, so watching the fishing boats drift away in the waves makes us want to go out to sea. Small fishing boats in the distance are also huge when they are near. The wooden hull looks thick and strong, and the high-pitched bow is polished by the waves. The boatman is a hero in his fifties. His face was flushed by the sea breeze, determined and full of happiness. In every year when wrinkles are carved, there are echoes of rough waves and traces of sea breeze. Looking at him silently by the boat, I actually have an impulse to draw an oil painting portrait for him. The background is this old ship that has experienced ups and downs with him and superimposed vicissitudes with him.
The ship gradually left the harbor and the coast gradually blurred. A red sun is rising in distant Ran Ran, where the sea and sky are the same. Bright red light particles jump in the clouds, land on the sea surface, and then spread to our side. The bumpy sea, like a raging hill, lifts the wooden boat, instantly throws it down and holds the ship's side. We shouted excitedly, rushed to the top and fell to the bottom, and this ups and downs marched in the boundless sea. It seems that I have found my way home, always returning to my childhood and falling into happiness. We are like a group of children on swings and riding wooden horses, screaming and singing at the top of their lungs. All the burdens are no longer negative, and all the troubles are no longer worrying. All sadness can be used as a song, and all unhappiness can be used as wine. Even Mr. Lu and Mr. Liu, the oldest among us, have shown their heroism of landing on the moon in nine days and catching turtles in five oceans.
The short two-day trip should be over. Today, we dare not stay here for too long, and there are still many things waiting for us to do. When Yi left Xiangyun Island, the reality gradually became clear, and all kinds of things came to mind, but the feeling was no longer so heavy. It's good to go for a walk. Really, the scenery along the way and the fate along the way may change our attitude towards life, perhaps.
Goodbye Xiangyun Island, goodbye to the youth dream, where I left my blessing.