Tianmu Valley last week's trip to Zhijiao Ren state of mind it hard to date. The so-called landscape painting, clouds, such as weaving, but it really is lingering. This quiet night, no rain, light up when the new moon, close their eyes between the days we saw the eye wins.
"Words into huanghuachuan, each stream by Green. With the mountain will be 10000 turn, interest passers-by without Barry. Sound of a show of rocks, the color static subsoiling years." Celestial eye of the landscape scenery, self-contained integration. Lu Green onions peaks among the springs Dan Dan down, each to the Rotary Office, roll back and forth with state agencies will be Yihong clear water. Lake Park is not, there Brisk Man Wu postures, throwing a stone, the whole Bay Lian Yee a lot of attention, water, shaking Yang Tzu-Piao, Huang Huang, see Han Fei, such as a light dance. The venue and forward, saw heavy rock overlapping peaks in the valley, streams are taboos Side from these boulders were stacked sutural pour out of the way children singing songs flowing away, and murmur to another merged into one. The impact of water and the rocks at, and always have spray splash, like a blossoming flower white SHI Jing general, children like to jump forward to playing for us do not mind. The boulder, however, does not think so scattered, we face we have assumed they are most proud posture ------ Shiwa lifted it high over the head, as if to leaping; stone tiger tired lazy to yawn, straight, looking at us; Stonebull it? Stonebull they nestle together, playing a roll Han Han to put cute ... ... ho, according to a bar together!
On both sides of the mountain by extension go, seems to be two green stent stays up into the sky, the sky is classified into the narrow one, can not help people feel cramped up. But everywhere he wanders the dark green of brown stone and that glitters prettily and Yan's Shuiguang, but it is a beautiful picture. Before the line, occasionally there is a steep cliff from the mountains can be seen stuck in your head, for this added a number of towering mountains. Deep folds on the cliff, a long with damp moss, I realized a little bit of the original flavor, while the valley from time to time across a Liangsheng chickadee calls, accompanied by much idle criticism of the chirp and the spring water splashed sound, like the concerto seems to have a pleasant, let me in the deep valley to enjoy a rare sense of relaxation.
Breathe in the air with Qingcao Wei, I began to thin surveyed listed boulders from the valley, these rocks large, non-induced to accumulate in the valleys, each one is like that gives solemn sense of them as individuals not Chutiao, but as a whole, as a part of this landscape but they are so harmonious. I see the deep lines of their body, it should be left to them by years of printing in mind, while the stream where infiltration has been diffuse out of moss, you can imagine over the years is such that they lie here quietly, accepting the sky and the earth's moisture, silent and this lonely valley of the springs as partners, they are lonely do? If they have ideas, they will want to move out of this big slopes? I do not know. Over the years, they have gone through too much, the world is changing vicissitudes of life, how many heroes, pains and sorrows are turned into solo, but they are still lying in the mountains of the Pure Land among the madding crowd's live a happy day, the outside world again with them in this matter? For them, every day, lying on the earth can be the mother's arms, enjoying the kind of life is also a happy, right? I am even jealous of them.
"Buzzing" sound of the water disrupted my thoughts, I looked up and ... ... Oh, a Bailian like a mountain stream down from the mountains and on into the sky, knocking at the rocks, the inspired little pearls, cage faint smoke from the date of the mist, whisk some coolness in the face looms. ??? on a handful of this spring, a burst from the hands of revealing cool Ganxin years, I can not resist such a temptation, could not help it drained, then the taste of fresh Ganlie, straight in the body circulate in Bai Hai Kai-go, penetration into the heart ... ... I suddenly had indescribable emotion.
That night, I lay on tents and silently with Li Bai's "Come To green the rain clouds, water, health cigarette ... Dan ... Dan Come," a poem that day smell mixed with faint Kusaka head of moist air, listening to this day the insect head Maner audible, suddenly feel that their hearts have been all this day the purpose of flavor.
(Of time, so that the text can only be casually written, and be forgiven. The attraction here is the day to write head Valley, the next day we went to the source of the Huangpu River Longwangshan and, if time, then I'll write something about the scenery Longwangshan text)
Author: leonli
