The sea is wide enough for fish to leap, and the sky is high enough for birds to fly!
The beautiful scenery of spring is everywhere. As soon as you look up, you can see the trees full of red flowers and whirling green leaves.
Too often, we are busy with our livelihood, turning a blind eye to this beautiful scenery and selectively ignoring it. Then he lamented that he didn’t have time to relax and travel.
Resting your mind is peace. In this world, except for life and death, nothing is trivial! Let go of your attachments, and there will be paradise everywhere.
Inadvertently, spring is almost over, and the grass is growing and the orioles are flying. Smokey willow silk, thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down, green wheat seedlings, also spread straight to the sky like a green carpet, full of vitality.
In fact, the beautiful spring has always opened its arms and embraced each of us, no matter you are running around or confused.
How can we ignore such a beautiful spring time and miss it! Take some time out and go enjoy the spring fun!
Mo Xiao’s farmer’s house is full of wax and wine, and in good years the guests are full of chickens and dolphins. Mountain darkly, vista.
I think this poem is a classic poem that expresses the joy and joy of traveling.
The following is a detailed explanation:
This poem is "Visiting Shanxi Village" by Lu You, a poet of the Southern Song Dynasty. At the end of the year, the poet Lu You went to Shanxi Village to visit. The farmer responsible for the reception was very enthusiastic. There was plenty of chicken and dolphin meat, as well as home-brewed wax wine. Lu You is very happy with a glass of wine.
Lu You was walking in the quiet mountains. Clear mountain springs flowed in the winding streams. The vegetation was lush and green. The winding mountain paths became increasingly difficult to recognize. When I was confused, I suddenly saw bright flowers and dark willows in front of me, and several farmhouses were looming. Lu You was overjoyed and sighed: There is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers.
This is a self-guided tour of Luyou in the Southern Song Dynasty. If it were today, wouldn't it be a popular outdoor activity among travel enthusiasts - river tracing?
There is no way out in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village with dark flowers and bright flowers. This is Lu You's emotion when he was very happy while playing outside. I think this is also the charm of travel. Nowadays, more and more people love outdoor activities, camping, adventure and mountain climbing.
Why do travel friends like it? Because the mountains and rivers are full of doubts, there is no way out, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright in another village.
In life, blooming is only for a moment, and enjoying the peak and then the long-term loneliness is a kind of practice. The same is true for travel. Travel is short on the road, but the journey of life is long. Therefore, trying to expand the width of the journey of life and appreciating the scenery along the way is the charm of the journey of life.
"I'm going to Tibet, looking up at the vast snowy land, the beautiful scenery and green grass, and the pasture of my soul is everywhere." "I'm going to Tibet" is one of my favorite songs, my The cell phone ringtone uses her melody.
Going to Tibet is my dream, but it has not come true yet. I am eager to travel, but there is no real sense of travel yet, more of just traveling.
Travel is about going from the place where you live to the place where others live. It is "I see life" and "see my life". It is the role exchange and mutual experience between people. I am traveling, I just went to live in a different place. After returning from the trip, I was exhausted physically and mentally, but life was still the same. There are very few people who come back from travel without regrets. At least I always leave with joy and come back empty.
Travel is an escape from life. It is a spiritual journey to integrate into nature and let yourself go. When you are anxious about life and exhausted physically and mentally, you need to cleanse your soul and reorganize your life, then you should go traveling.
It is best to travel alone, carrying your luggage, facing the rising sun, and walking between heaven and earth. Give up all desires and distractions in life, stay away from worldly distractions, and get close to nature.
You don’t have to go to famous mountains and rivers when traveling, because there are mountains and seas of people there. Traveling is just about relaxing the mind, not just about enjoying the scenery, but about appreciating the scenery with your heart and appreciating the poetry of people walking between heaven and earth.
Travel is the cultivation of the soul, a lonely walk, and the transformation of the "true self". Fall into the embrace of the earth and listen to its heartbeat; look up at the white clouds in the sky and lament the insignificance of human beings; kiss the fragrance of wild flowers, drink from the clear springs of mountain streams, run wildly in the wilderness, and howl loudly on the top of the mountain. Tear yourself to pieces, dissolve into nature, and rebuild a new me.
Life is like a journey against the odds, and I am also a traveler. Appreciate the scenery on the road of life, and comprehend life on the road of travel. My travel dream must come true.
I see how charming the green hills are, and I don’t expect the green hills to be so charming when they see me.
This is the mentality and demeanor that a travel enthusiast should have. I don’t travel often. It’s not that I don’t like traveling, but because most people think of travel as a journey, but it’s not travel in the true sense.
Either you are on the road, or your heart is on the road. In fact, the essence of travel is much more than that. What most of us call travel may just be traveling, relaxing and getting close to nature. The trip I want requires a kind of sentiment, a kind of sharing, and a kind of integration. Just like this poem by Li Taibai, I see the green mountains, and the green mountains see me.
This is a kind of selfless integration at the spiritual level, just like the mountains and rivers are like old friends to me, and we share the same broad-minded feelings of spring and autumn.
Once I went to Putuo Scenic Area and saw the willows leaning against the river bank and the tourists weaving Sanskrit sounds. Suddenly I felt very sad. Looking around at such a beautiful moment, there was no one to share it with. Deep down in my heart, I still have a lot of worries about work and relationships. I don’t see Putuo as much as Putuo sees me. Only then did I realize that when I travel in the future, I have to have no worries and know people well before I can truly call it a trip.
What I’m most afraid of is that I accidentally pass by a pavilion but don’t know it’s called Aiwan Pavilion, walk across a bridge but don’t know it’s called Dangyang Bridge, miss a tomb and don’t know it’s the Tomb of Xizi, After climbing up a mountain, I found out that it was called Jingting Mountain. It's as embarrassing as if you went to a friend's house as a guest and didn't recognize her.
I have traveled to many places, but I never dared to say that I was traveling. Because I don’t see the green mountains as much as the green mountains see me. Monk Foyin said, the Buddha sees people as Buddhas, and the devil sees people as devils. The scenery I see is just my mood, but the scenery I see is the scenery. The bright moon decorates my windows, and what I decorate is just dreams.
I see how charming the green mountains are, and I don’t expect the green mountains to be so charming when they see me.
A landscape can sometimes blend into your state of mind, and a beautiful poem that represents all your emotions may arise spontaneously. This is what a businessman who writes poetry thinks is the greatest charm of travel. As a sentimental man, he is more likely to be infected by the environment, and completely fuses his own thoughts with the scenery he saw during his travels. I am not a painter, and I cannot draw beautiful pictures. I can only use my words to capture a picture I saw outside the Great Wall. Can you also feel the wind and sand blowing against your face?
Photos beyond the Great Wall
I send away my thoughts with tears
It’s like sending away a tragic picture
In the distance I look at A lot of billowing red dust
Along the river embankment
I ran with the sky in my hand
And then moved towards the next possible direction
But let Blocked by a row of city walls
A newly raised mud hill clings to the horizon
Looking far into the distance
All you can see is yellow sand and the sound of wind
And wander slowly along the wall
A round of moonlight on the broken wall
Hanging my figure on the wall
Reflection Show your shadow
Very deep, very deep
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Wang Wei's "The solitary smoke is straight in the desert, and the sun is setting in the long river." ", I think it is the most beautiful scenery on the journey.
Whenever I think of this sentence and close my eyes, the picture depicted in the poem appears before my eyes, which makes me yearn for it. The endless desert, the solitary wisp of smoke rising straight up, without a trace. The wind disturbs me. There are no trees in the desolate desert. Only the Yellow River suddenly stretches across there. The round sun is about to set. From a distance, it seems to be nestled beside the long river. What a beautiful picture. If you have the chance, I will definitely go to a place like this and take a self-driving trip.
There is also a segment in the movie "Lolita" that also makes me envious. Of course, I don't like Humbert and Lolita's incestuous relationship. One of the segments is about Lolita's mother Charlotte. After Humbert discovered Humbert's evil intentions and died in a car accident, Humbert took Lolita to start a wandering and unfaithful love affair on the highway. I also longed for myself or having a significant other in the future, driving a car, Looking at the desert, the lonely smoke, the long river, and the sunset, just like this, keep driving, keep driving, as if there is no end.
1. The dream self, the lost self, the suddenly enlightened self. Then get together somewhere in the world and have fun.
2. Many things are like traveling. When you make a decision and take the first step, the most difficult part is actually completed.
3. Life is like a journey. You don’t have to care about the destination. What you care about is the scenery along the way and the mood of seeing the scenery. Let your soul travel!
4. Don’t forget Promise yourself what you want to do, and don't forget to promise yourself where you want to go, no matter how difficult or how far it is.
5. Question: Why do you like climbing mountains? Answer: Because the mountains are there. Maybe traveling is the same, because the road is there.
6. The Italian night breeze in July is cool, and I don’t feel cold even after I get into my sleeping bag. Looking up at the stars, the dazzling Milky Way is the warmest quilt - "Ten Years of Backpacking"
In April, a traveler travels with a beauty, and wanders around the world forever.
The cymbals are played in Songyang and Qingjiang according to the festival;
Only this peach blossom garden and the four fortresses have no other dangers!