Pine
Prose: Seeing Pines in Huangshan Mountain
Excerpt:
To experience the beauty of Huangshan Pines, there are two best observation points. Looking down from the mountainside, the pine trees are uniform in shape, with dense pine needles and many pillars. If you look straight up, they are like tens of thousands of flags, with green crowns like clouds. Wherever the mountain wind passes, there are bursts of pines and waves, like the waves of the sea and the galloping of thousands of horses. ——However, this is only a kind of magnificence, not a wonderful beauty. The most beautiful Huangshan pines are mostly individuals, which can only be experienced by looking around from the top of the mountain or looking up in the middle of the mountain. Friends say that the deeper the mountain, the higher the peaks, the colder the air, the more dangerous the rocks, and the more strange the pines. This statement is extremely true. From halfway up the mountain to the top, you can see many strange pines in Huangshan: "Some of them have rocks sticking out from their backs, their stems are as big as shins, and their roots are twisted for acres; some use stones as soil, and their bodies and trunks are all stone." There are those who lie down and get up, and then get up and lie down again; there are those who are horizontal and broken, and those who are broken and then horizontal again; there are curved ones like canopies, straight ones like pillars, upright ones like people, lying ones like dragons, and they are all different." (Qing Dynasty's "Huangshan Ode" by Haiyue). In fact, it's more than that, especially the pines on the cliffs. Some are like horned dragons exploring the sea, some are like golden hooks hanging upside down, and some, even though they have been broken by lightning, are still like a broken sword pointing angrily at the sky. The Qiu Qiu is vigorous and vigorous, with a partial crown and a flat top, and its branches are stretched out, either standing, falling, crouching, or looking up. Each tree crown is like a green flag, hidden among the clouds and mist. The second characteristic of Huangshan pine lies in its charming posture and appearance.
Modern Poetry: Southern Kapok and Southern Pine
Full text:
How many times have I traveled south and returned to the north
I have seen Kapok rustling
p>The first discovery so far
Beside the highway and the railway line
Beside the green water and under the green mountains
The kapok trees are delicate and graceful
Fairy and graceful
Their skin is delicate
Easy and graceful
The tall tree crowns
are always hanging down shyly
< p>Perhaps it only has the warmth of the southern countryPerhaps the snow and frost cannot invade it
Standing in the mountain col
Jieyou Lingya
Everywhere is graceful and luxurious
Similarly elegant and unrestrained
Landering around the elegance of Kapok in the South
Didn’t forget to appreciate the rolling hills
The mist shrouded in the mist
< p>Lush and tall pine forestsStretching all the way to the mountains
Their skins are chapped
The bodies are strong
For whom are they resisting the sun? Much wind and rain?
I suddenly understood the beauty of kapok in the south
I began to understand the open-mindedness of the pine trees in the south
The kapok freely showed its gracefulness
The green pine trees were silent Bear the rain and destroy the wind
Cym: "Feelings" Tang·Cen Shen
Excerpt: If you don't see the clouds blowing, the green pines and kelps are hundreds of feet away, even if the autumn wind is helpless
Bamboo
Essay: Bamboo Notes
Full text:
I have wanted to grow bamboo for a long time, but I have never succeeded. The reasons are naturally as numerous as bamboo leaves, but the fundamentals are My love for bamboo is not greater than that of Dongpo, Banqiao or Wang Wei.
Like bamboo, it is just a kind of knot in my heart. I don’t just have great respect for the noble integrity that bamboo symbolizes, nor do I just think that it is actually the reason for wealth, peace, longevity, happiness and full of elasticity of life. In short, anything that I admire from the bottom of my heart will definitely push me upward at all times.
The first time I started raising bamboo was when I was in kindergarten. I knew how to split bamboo into pieces, take another section of bamboo tube, buckle a long opening, put a trigger spring made of wire on it, and then remove it. A piece of bamboo at one end became a shotgun. Although it was impossible to shoot down any birds, at that time, three or five of us bad boys were equipped with such equipment, and they became the "shotgun team" that could run rampant on campus.
However, bamboo is hard to find, so I thought about how I could plant some bamboo in my yard so that I could get the materials at any time. So I stuck my beloved shotgun in the flower bed on the south side of the yard, where it rotted into mud without waiting for the bamboo shoots to be unearthed.
Later, I gradually forgot about it. Until they get married, marry a wife, have children, and establish a career. One summer night last year, I suddenly thought of my beloved bamboo again because of the scarce green.
So, I looked around for bamboos that could be transplanted, and finally found two root shoots in front of a private house, and brought them to my company, planted them in the lawn, and planned to take them home and plant them after get off work. superior. But around that day, I fired my boss and started going through the cumbersome procedures such as resignation, transfer, and job transfer without stopping. And along with it, I forgot about my bamboo again.
Later, I asked someone to look at the randomly left bamboo. My friend said that it had grown into more than a dozen trees. It can be regarded as a small bamboo forest. It seems that whether you are a human or a bamboo, you must not expect God to be so kind or caring. You must have your own vitality and adaptability, otherwise, you will have no room for survival.
Last month, I returned to my hometown and saw again the flower garden in the small courtyard where my dreams had been implanted. Although it no longer had some empty childishness, it still did not have the bamboos whistling in the wind that I occasionally thought of. scene. While eating, I strangely told my mother the allusion of "I would rather eat without meat than live without bamboo." Naturally, no one paid any attention to my words.
When it came to my 6-year-old son, he seemed to understand everything. After dinner, he went with me to dig bamboo saplings far behind the house. When he came back, he insisted on planting them in the yard.
I don’t know what my son thought about such a thing when he was young, and I have no way of knowing whether his emotions at that moment were similar to mine. But I repeatedly asked my mother to take good care of this small bamboo seedling for my son and me. I don’t want my son to grow up to my age without the memory of living with bamboo. I feel that the kind of green work that has grown into reality will definitely leave a more "green" meaning in my son's heart than mine.
Reality is always more real than what a painter writes; it must also be more meaningful than the lines of poetry a writer inscribes on a bookmark. Because, in the bamboo forest where "the sunrise has a clear shade, the moonlight has a clear shadow, the wind blows with a clear sound, and the rain has a clear rhyme", drinking and singing, talking about poetry and essays, talking about the ancient road and the present, even if you are drunk and lying in the bamboo forest, How indifferent and elegant it should be!
The most likely difference between my son and me is that my son lives in his memory, but I keep it in my heart.
I like bamboo, so I use the most direct way of expression: that is to own. Only by placing your body and even your memories under the shade of bamboo planted by newbies can you have the most natural possession of bamboo. Only then can you rest peacefully and comfortably in your dreams, regardless of the east, west, south and north winds.
Modern Poetry: "Bamboo"
Full poem:
Only along the hard links
Toward the sky
Promoting step by step
is your unchanging ambition
Only green
is what you want to say in your life
That sentence
Only in The Legend of Loyal Ministers
can I read Ru Bing Yun Xue
Finally it becomes your whole life
Although occasionally You like to dress up
Wear a suit of ink and go to Zheng Banqiao's paintings
Although Feng is good at using all the trapping words
to attack your thin shadow
Even in the coldest dynasty
You still persevere
Standing in the rain
Both parents and brothers are like this
Personality
Always harden your head and refuse to break
Poetry: "Raising Bamboo" Tang·Bai Juyi
Full poem :
Bamboo is like a virtuous man, so why? Bamboo has a solid nature, and it is a tree of virtue. When a gentleman sees its nature, he thinks of a person who is good and healthy. When a gentleman sees its nature, he thinks of a person who is neutral and unyielding. When a gentleman sees its nature, he thinks of a person who is neutral and undependable. When a gentleman sees its nature, he thinks of a person who is good and healthy. When a gentleman sees his heart, he thinks about applying it to those who have received it in vain; when the bamboo is chaste, chastity is used to make aspirations; when a gentleman sees its integrity, he thinks about honing his reputation and deeds, and keeping the dangers consistent. This is the case, so a gentleman’s garden with many trees is a real sign.
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Plum Blossoms
Prose: Plum Blossoms
Full prose:
In the howling cold wind,
You are proud Standing tall,
your little body fearlessly welcomes the blizzard,
you lead the arrival of spring with your angelic smile,
but Quietly retreat in the spring when thousands of flowers are blooming.
The light frost and jade snow dye your pure and pure soul.
You are not fighting for spring, but you are showing your beauty. .
In the hot summer,
your body is like a blanket,
isn’t it also interpreting a legend of love?
Modern Poetry: About Plum Blossoms
Full poem: (1)
To wait
The first scene in winter
Heavy snow
You
burned
a whole winter
(2)< /p>
Instead of saying
you are the messenger of spring
it is better to say
you have delayed
Flower period
Go and accompany the old man who has gone through vicissitudes of life
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Winter
(3)
For companionship
Winter
You gave up
the companionship of Baihua Sisters
< /p>
Even
abandoned
the care of green leaves
(4)
Rather than saying
you like the cold
of winter
it’s better to say
you can’t bear the warmth of spring
Even a little bit of spring
heat
will let you
come with the curtain call of the petals of life
Be grateful
Until it becomes
A grain of soil in that season
But spring
is stingy To
I didn’t give you a
opportunity to become a fossil
(5)
Destiny
p>
Insulate you from spring
And you have already
collected spring
< p>Fire-like colorand reflected in pure
white
against the colorful
Yearing
(6)
Your uniqueness
is by no means
an extreme
Kitsch and aloof
You have not given up
The forgotten corner
is also open
Fanshu
Jiangnan
(7)
I tend to
understand this way
Your< /p>
Maverick:
No matter what
fate has given you
what arrangement
you will sacrifice your life for
In the name of
I want to bloom
(8)
You use your
beautiful piety
Published
The will of God:
Every life
must
become more frustrated
The more fragrant
(9)
True
nobility
must go through
the cold
Baptism
You are not only
noble
but also
not losing
romantic
(10)
The ice and snow
It’s you
where you practice
Dojo
In the blooming
moment
you met countless billions of Buddhas
with a smile
enlightenment
No difference
(11)
If
can choose
I would rather
be a plum blossom
No
I
Already
Yes
Poems: "Peach Blossom Yin" by Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty
Full words:
The white gull asked me when I parked in a lonely boat, do I stay in my body or my heart? If your heart stays for a while, why should you frown? The wind blows and the small curtain lights are faintly dancing, and the idle shadows are deserted and clear, recalling old travels. Are the old tours and old tours still there today? Flowers outside the building, Liu Xiazhou. It's a dream, but it's not a dream, and the cold water flows empty. The yellow clouds in the desert are soaked through the wooden fur. No one is as worried as me. It snows tonight and there are plum blossoms, which is as sad as me.