What is "poetry and distance"?

"Poetry and distance" has almost become the word with the highest occurrence rate. I always thought that such a beautiful poem should be written by a stunning talented woman like Nalan or Taiqing, but the ones that can't be counted all the time actually came from a tall hand with a rough appearance. The original text is "life is not just the present, but also poetry and distance", which is simply not like strength.

Therefore, this is also a revelation; No matter how beautiful the poem is, no matter how happy the distance is, we must start with "getting along". "Poetry and distance" are ideal and beautiful things, but many times, life is just the present, just a chicken feather; But to put it another way, only when you really live a hard life can you appreciate the true value of poetry and distance.

For example, today's characteristic towns, each of which is a beautiful poem, are distant places on the planning map, but the immediate "cash flow" dilemma is really standing at the foot. Crossing this hurdle and finding a breakthrough in cash flow is the correct path to poetry and distance. Only when I really cross my eyes can I say that I am moving towards poetry and the distance. This is also the cow force of the Happy Commune model: the product thinking of tourism landed on scenic spots and products, and rose to cultural and creative tourism, realizing the income of that year.

Poetry and distance are beautiful, but how to look at the distance with the most firm attitude is probably the meaning of poetry. If in front of you, you will set foot on a beautiful distance. To overcome the immediate difficulties, we need like-minded people to overcome them together, link manpower, intelligence and financial resources with the power of crowdfunding, and let us rush to poetry and the distance together.

"Poetry takes risks in the storm, which is why it is more beautiful and powerful. When we feel poetry in some way, we prefer it to live on mountains and ruins, stand in avalanches and nest in the wind, rather than escape to eternal spring. " Introduction to Hugo's Autumn Leaves