river source
( 1)
On a moonlit night, the road back to the village is particularly spacious and the journey is particularly fast. Wherever I am, as long as I step on the moonlight and look at the bright moon, I will return to the village with the breeze.
In the past ten years, on the 13th night near the Mid-Autumn Festival, I will go back to the village along this moonlight road to pick a strong Mid-Autumn Festival flavor from the village. I will keep warm with the moon on the fourth night of/kloc-0, chew it on the fifth night of/kloc-0, and ruminate on the sixteenth night. /kloc-On the evening of 0/7, I will sing "Drunk" in the rural dialect: "Month and month, you patrol in the sky, I walk on the ground, and I want to buy a cake in Fuzhou. The cake is round, and the moon is round ... "Nursery rhymes.
In this repeated singing, the body and mind are separated, and the soul swims with the moon with the heart, watching the mountains, watching the water and watching the world. And leave the body, wander with the shadow and return to the soul.
(2)
The experience in the village is a shallow and long river, so shallow that everyone can see it at a glance and pass it on from generation to generation. "Two cows are fighting. If you are defeated, take off your clothes and cover your eyes quickly, otherwise the cow will think that it fell from the blue sky and suddenly flatulence. "
I saw the moon this Mid-Autumn Festival. For physical reasons, I look at the moon on my back. In the scene, I remembered the experience of herding cattle in the countryside, and felt that my body was the defeated cow, which fell high from the moon. And the soul is driving the moon and the strongest cow.
I want to cover my body's eyes at once, so that he won't be out of breath, but his eyes are twisted with the moonlight and twisted into a rope as big as the moonlight, holding hands firmly, no matter how hard I try, I can't cover his eyes. He said, I am willing to sacrifice the sky and the moon.
(3)
Sacrifice is very cautious, because there are several worlds in a sacrifice hall, and the most important ones are gods, creatures and victims. There must be a person in the creature who can cross the gap between different worlds. Pray for God by chanting, salute by chanting, and express the wishes of those who pray for God by chanting. All this is vivid and colorful, with discipline and law.
My body makes a sacrifice to the moon, and this spell caster can only be played by my soul.
Draw clouds and sandalwood, and call the breeze to praise spells.
Yue Hui looked at it carefully, and the Moon-eating Tengu circled around his body, sniffing around and barking at the moon. The moon sends a message through the wind: the meat quality of the body is good, but the muscles of the whole body owe secular labor. If the body is working, the gas is turbid and the taste is mixed.
The body originally wanted to face the loess with its back to the sky and pout, just like ancestors and ancestors sacrificed to the sun, so that the days could be swallowed up from the back up and down. He also turned his back on the moon, hoping that years and days would bite his life night after night. However, the wind came up from the moon: "Pay back the debts of the world for another hundred years. Only when the air is clean and the taste is clean will Tengu be willing to talk, and you will turn over and face everything well."
(4)
Rural people say that the eclipse was caused by a dog biting the moon. So, they had gongs to knock on iron plates and iron pots, and they shouted at the same time in order to drive away dogs and protect the moon. It is this chaotic sound that has become my declaration to protect the moon. Today, I am encouraged to feed the dog with my body to prevent it from biting the moon and let the moon get brighter every day. It's a pity that the body is tacky, good.
The reason why rural people like the moon is not all that I like. The five fruits I gave to the moon were not peaches, plums and apples, but Four Treasures of the Study and a heart. I know someone playing the flute under the moon, blowing the stagnation of the day to the moon; I know that there are touching poets who sing to the moon and send thousands of miles to the moonlight; Know that someone invited Mingyue to stroll through Nanshan, Happy River, draw moonlight into waves, and let the soul meet night after night in a love boat; I also know that some people pluck the strings and play music, heart sounds and sounds of nature, and I also know these ... If I can dedicate my body to the moon, the tengu will not bite the moon, and the world under the moonlight will shine every night. What a great merit!
(5)
Dark clouds piled up one by one, and the moon dodged, but there was always a lot of moonlight swallowed up by dark clouds. The pure and clean moon will inevitably practice everywhere. Complain, wind and rain, the moon will not have a complete bright moment. It turns out that the moon has the same helplessness as my body.
Looking at the moon, feeling my cool body, thinking of the poem "The moon is full of rain and shine, and people have joys and sorrows", I really wrote that the moon shares the same fate with people. As a guest at the end of the world, meet and dance with the sky; Regardless of the wind and rain ahead, half an acre of square pond supports itself.
My father coughed for a while, like an urgent order from Taoism. My mother beat my back while chattering, like a Buddhist knocking on a wooden fish to chant Buddhist scripture, and my relatives and friends asking around, or like a mysterious angel urging my soul to come back early. The moon also said: don't let your body catch cold, do what you should do.
"The full moon doesn't shine, but what hangs in the blue sky is my heart." I sing with the moon at the same time.
The body opens its arms, embraces the moonlight, and embraces its own soul.