Scenery description is a description of scenery, which is basically a kind of narrative. In articles about scenery, emotion is the soul of the scenery, and scenery is the support of the emotion. Only when emotion and scenery blend naturally can one write a good article. Next, I collected Bing Xin’s articles and prose about scenery, for your reference only, and I hope it will help you. Chapter 1: Praise for Sakura
Sakura is the pride of Japan. People who go to Japan should first think of cherry blossoms before arriving; after arriving, they should first talk about cherry blossoms. If you arrive in summer and autumn, your Japanese friends will say with regret: "You missed the cherry blossom season!" If you arrive in winter, they will try to persuade you to stay and say: "Stay a little longer and wait until you see the cherry blossoms." Let’s go!” In short, cherry blossoms have become a symbol of Japan, just like Mount Fuji, which is the “Auspicious Snow Spirit Peak”.
I have seen cherry blossoms dozens of times. See them at Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo, Ueno Park, Chidorigafuchi...; see them in Kyoto, see them in Nara...; see them in the rain, see them in the fog, see them under the moon... There are cherry blossoms everywhere in Japan, some with hundreds of trees. Flowers and trees are clustered together, and some of them are one or two quietly standing alone by the roadside and water. Spring in Japan is all about immersing yourself in the scent of cherry blossoms!
My Japanese friend told me that there are more than 300 kinds of cherry blossoms in a row, and the most common ones are mountain cherry, Yoshino cherry and Yae cherry. Mountain cherry and Yoshino cherry are not white and red like peach blossoms, nor are they white and green like pear blossoms. They are lotus gray. The Yae Sakura is plumper and more rosy, almost like the spring begonias in Beijing. In addition, there are light yellow tulip cherry blossoms, weeping cherry blossoms with drooping branches, Higan cherry blossoms that bloom earliest during the "Spring Equinox", and chrysanthemum cherry blossoms with more than 300 petals... they overlap and compete with each other in beauty. Qing Dynasty poet Huang Zunxian's cherry blossom song includes:
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Mojiang River splashes green water in microwaves
Thousands of flowers cover the river
The beautiful flowers in the city are beautiful
Everyone sings the cherry blossom song
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The flowers illuminate the sea and the shadows are like waves
The knights gather together in Cuiyuansu
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The whole country goes crazy during the ten-day tour
Happy Yu Chao and dusk every year
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This song describes the Japanese people’s national enthusiasm for watching cherry blossoms in spring. The "ten-day tour" is short. After a continuous cloudy period, the spring sun warms up suddenly, and the cherry blossoms bloom all over the mountains. After a burst of wind and rain, they quickly wither again, and the mountains and fields are covered with fallen cherry blossoms again! Japanese literati therefore wrote many desolate poems lamenting the shortness of life. It is said that the characteristic of cherry blossoms is also that they bloom early and fall early.
Perhaps because I am Chinese, my association with cherry blossoms is not so gloomy. Although I saw cherry blossoms for the first time in the Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo in the spring of 1947, the cemetery was full of gloomy grave-sweepers with their heads lowered, and occasionally drunken people who drank too much and sang sad songs. When I walked through the dome-like corridor covered with lotus-gray flowers, I felt a deep feeling.
I went to Japan this spring, when the cherry blossoms were in full bloom. I saw cherry blossoms everywhere, in Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto, Hakone, Kamakura... But on April 13th, I was at Kanazawa Roxiang Mountain. The cherry blossoms I saw above are the most brilliant and majestic cherry blossoms I have ever seen!
On April 12, it was raining heavily, and we visited the inner beach fishing village not far from Kanazawa City. On the way, I heard by chance that tomorrow is the day when Kanazawa City Taxi Company workers go on strike. There are twelve taxi companies in Kanazawa City, with 250 cars and hundreds of drivers and workers. They are demanding an increase in wages due to the oppression of their lives. They have already gone on strike five times, but they have not yet achieved their goal. Tomorrow's strike will be the sixth.
That afternoon, on the beach in heavy rain and at the homes of farmers on the inner bank, we heard many tearful stories of workers and peasants who fought hard to oppose the US military’s occupation of farmland as a shooting range, and finally won. In the evening, I attended another enthusiastic mass welcome meeting. Everyone was so excited that I couldn't sleep well. I got up early the next day and hurriedly packed up and set off. I simply forgot about the car drivers' strike today.
At 8:40 in the morning, we came out of the hotel, and eleven cars were neatly lined up at the door. We got in the car separately and slowly walked along the mountain road, twisting and turning down. The weather was sunny, the warm east wind was blowing, and the bright sunshine was dazzling our eyes...
Then I suddenly remembered, isn't today a day when the car drivers are on strike? Didn't their strike start at eight o'clock in the morning? In order to send us to the bus, didn't they delay their strike? I quickly asked the Japanese friend sitting with the driver in front of me what was going on.
The Japanese friend turned around and smiled slightly and said: "In order to send the delegation of Chinese writers to the station, they held an emergency meeting last night and decided to change the strike time to start at nine o'clock in the morning!" I was excited to say something. When he said two words of thanks, the driver who was serious and steady, looking ahead, tilted his head slightly and said humbly: "Promoting the friendship between the Japanese and Chinese people is also part of the struggle!"
My heart jumped suddenly, like a lit firework, spraying out brilliant sparks of gratitude from the depths of my heart...
There were no other vehicles on the mountain road in the early morning. , there were only eleven cars like us, speeding along the rustling ground. At this moment, I suddenly saw that on both sides of the mountain road, hundreds and thousands of cherry blossoms bloomed after the rain! The cherry blossoms are piled up in layers, like a sea of ??clouds, crimson and shining in the morning sun. When the winding mountain road is covered by the boundless flower clouds, we are like sitting in eleven canoes connected end to end, riding the swaying east wind, with splashing waves of flowers on both sides, and we move quickly Head towards the rising sun!
After going down the mountain and arriving in the city center, I still saw no other vehicles on the street. I only saw many car dealerships on the street with their doors open and cars of various sizes lined up inside. A large red flag was placed at the door, and the autoworkers stood neatly beside the door, smiling as they watched our group of vehicles pass by.
When we arrived at the station, we got off the bus and held the hands of the drivers tightly with enthusiasm, thanking them for helping us and wishing them victory in their struggle.
The warm farewell scene has passed, the train has been driving for a long time, and what is passing by the window are the rolling snow mountains and the rushing spring water, but my eyes are still shining with this strange land that I have never seen before. Beautiful cherry blossoms!
I turned around and asked my Japanese friend who was traveling with me: "It goes without saying that cherry blossoms are beautiful, but from the perspective of Japanese people, what is the beauty of cherry blossoms?" He scratched his head and said with a smile. : "There are no flowers that are not beautiful in the world... As for the love for a certain kind of flower, it is because of the feelings in everyone's heart. Japanese literati feel the shortness of life from the beautiful and easy-to-fall cherry blossoms, and the samurai think of the sacrifice of their lives. Heroic. As for ordinary people, they like cherry blossoms because they are the first to bring excitement and joy to the people after the harsh winter. In Japan, there are so many cherry blossoms on the mountains, by the water, on the streets, and in the courtyards. It's everywhere. The snow has not yet melted, the winter clothes have not yet been put on, and the spring chill is still chilly in the dark room. As long as the east wind blows in the distance and the sun shines in the sky, the cherry blossoms will bloom all over the mountain! Whether it’s mountain cherry blossoms, Yoshino cherry blossoms, or Yae cherry blossoms... they report the exciting news of spring to the people on the three islands of Japan next to it.”
These words are given to me. Two principles are clarified. One is: cherry blossoms bloom all over the three islands of Penglai. They are the Japanese people's own flower. They will always give the Japanese people the excitement and encouragement of spring. The other is: the psychological activities of flower-viewers have formed a special love for certain flowers. The cherry blossoms in Kanazawa are no more beautiful than those elsewhere. The car driver’s deeply moving words, which expressed the deep friendship of the Japanese working people towards the Chinese people, made the cherry blossoms all over the mountains of Kanazawa in my eyes turn into a sea of ??clouds of flowers of friendship between the Chinese and Japanese people, making the boat of friendship, Like an arrow, we are heading towards the bright sun!
Late night memories fill my heart with warmth, and I gladly pick up the pen to praise the cherry blossoms. Chapter 2: Xia
In the early 1940s, when I was living leisurely in Geleshan on the outskirts of Chongqing, I once saw a sentence in the English "Reader's Digest" that shocked me. Yes: May there be enough clouds in your Ireland to make a beau tlful sunset.
I once translated it in a short article as: "May there be enough clouds in your life to create a beautiful dusk."
In fact, this sunset It should be translated as "Luozhao" or "Luoxia".
Xia, you are my old friend! I spent my childhood at the seaside and in the mountains, and she was my most familiar and beautiful friend. She said "good morning" or "see you tomorrow" to me in the light every morning and every night. But it wasn’t until decades later that I realized that the more clouds there are, the more beautiful the glow will be. The glow emerging from the clouds is bright and colorful.
Life is not just happiness, nor is it only pain. Happiness and pain complement each other and set off each other.
Happiness is like a faint cloud, and pain is like a dark cloud pressing down on the city. These different clouds overlap on the horizon of your life, and when the "sunset is infinitely beautiful", they will create a beautiful scene for you. dusk.
When a person reaches the time of life when it is “near dusk”, the sunset may make people notice and feel melancholy. But human life never ends. The earth is constantly rotating around the sun.
The east is not bright but the west is bright. The sunset in front of my window is heading towards Huibing Lake on the east coast of the United States...