When I walked out of the gate, I was hit by a breeze, which smelled of dew and gardenia. What a refreshing morning!
Without riding a bike, inviting playmates and bringing any gifts, I took a quiet path with a good mood and visited my friends alone.
That old bridge was the first old friend I visited. Ah, old bridge, you have stood on this stream for hundreds of years, like a respected old man. How many people did you take across the other side and roll the water into the distance? You bend over and stare at the figure, fish shadow and moon shadow in the water. Years are long, sparkling, and bubbles are scattered. Only you are still there.
When I walked into this forest, birds called my name, and dew exchanged eyes with me. Every tree is my bosom friend, they bring me infinite refreshment, and every tree is looking at me. I leaned against a tree quietly, as if I were a tree. The roots growing under my feet go deep into the soil and rocks, my hair grows into a crown, my arms become branches, and my blood turns into sap, which flows in the rings.
Everything in this mountain, that's not my friend? I greeted them eagerly: hello, cool mountain spring! You take out a mirror. Do you want me to freshen up? Hello, gurgling stream! You are reciting a poem. Are you asking me to sing with you? Hello, waterfall, your natural golden voice, how powerful the tenor is. Hello, steep cliffs and deep valleys set off your tall and straight body, and your high forehead seems to be full of wisdom. Hello, leisurely white clouds, your white figure fills the sky with tranquility and becomes more blue. Hey, naughty lark, what are you talking about? I guess you mean the good scenery you saw on the flight.
Picking up a fallen flower and holding it in my hand, I smelled the fragrance of nature; Picking up a fallen leaf and counting the delicate texture, I saw the mystery of life contained in it. On their way to Tudi, I joined this short and meaningful ceremony; Tapping with a stone, I heard the sound of ancient volcanic eruption and the rumbling echo of time.
Suddenly, a thunderstorm came, like a thousand knights roaring in the sky, and like a thousand drunken poets chanting in the clouds, the whole world was raining. The rock above me is like a giant umbrella, and the place where I stand has become a good place to watch the rain. Who can say that this is not the grace of heaven and earth?
The rain stopped, several dogs barked in the valley, and a group of returning birds swept over Yunling. I should go home. I waved my hand gently and bid farewell to my friends in the mountains, bringing back a good mood, good memories and good moonlight all the way.
[Edit this paragraph] Author introduction
Li Hanrong is a member of the Chinese Writers Association, a member of the Shaanxi Provincial Political Consultative Conference, a famous poet and essayist, and Li Hanrong's excellent prose has been selected as a national middle school Chinese textbook. Over the years, about 3,000 poems, more than 0/000 essays/kloc-0 and more than 30 short stories have been published in People's Literature, People's Daily, Poetry magazine, Novel Monthly, Youth, Prose, Prose Hundred Schools and Star. And the origin of Taiwan Province province. Won more than 30 municipal, provincial and national awards. His poems have been reprinted by Selected Poems for many times, and have been included in the annual Selected Poems and Songs of China compiled by Chinese Writers Association, and selected into authoritative anthologies such as Centennial China Literary Classics edited and published by Peking University, Centennial China Poetry Selected by Shandong Literature and Art Publishing House, Excellent Works of China Literature in the Twentieth Century published by China Children's Publishing House, and Centennial Selection of 300 New Poems published by Erya Publishing House in Taiwan Province Province. Short stories have been reprinted by Tianjin Novel Monthly, Selected Short Stories from Henan and Selected Short Stories from Changchun. Prose was reprinted by Xinhua Digest, Selected Prose, Information Card, Middle School Students' Classroom Reading, Middle School Students' Writing and Middle School Students' Chinese Teaching Guidance. , and has been selected in the Selected Essays of China published by the Creative Research Department of the Chinese Writers Association and Changjiang Literature and Art Publishing House. 1998 Selected Prose of China and Selected Prose, Selected Prose of China published by Lijiang Publishing House 1999, Selected Prose of China in 2000, and short prose in 2006 100. He has published a collection of poems "Sailing to the Starry Sky" (published by Shaanxi Education Publishing House, and won the Best Works Award of the Eighth 505 Literature Award of Shaanxi Writers Association) and a three-volume collection of Li Hanrong's poems (published by Beijing Huayi Publishing House, the collection of poems includes the collection of poems "Mother", "Imagining Li Bai" and the collection of essays "Connecting with Heaven and Earth"). After the publication of the anthology, it caused widespread praise and response. People's Daily, Wen Yi Daily, Tianjin Daily, Tianjin Prose Monthly, Green Wind Poetry Journal, Shaanxi Daily, xi Daily, Beijing China Economic Times, Minsheng Daily and other newspapers and periodicals published commentary articles on Selected Works. Many large-scale literary websites, such as Sohu, Sina, China Literature and Art, and Online Writers Online, have selected works and related comments.
The essay "Visiting Friends in the Mountains" published in the 6th issue of Prose 1995 was selected as the experimental textbook of compulsory education curriculum standards approved by the National Primary and Secondary School Textbook Examination Committee in 2000/KLOC-0, and published by People's Education Publishing House (the first volume of grade one).