In order to find traces of broken dreams back to my own, and perhaps coupled with Yu in the "Cultural Journey" in the tricky, in the shadow of a late April morning, I embarked alone in the world to Dunhuang.
Perhaps God would like to test my sincerity bar, before departure, or one out clear of the northwest, in I went to Lanzhou, the actually enraged ─ ─ whipped up a storm this reason that the traffic standstill throughout the Northwest, aircraft, trains, cars full has been pressed the PAUSE button. Seeing that there is no short-term into the possibility of Dunhuang had to Xingxing Ran to south, first limp into the Dongting Lake Yueyang Tower ─ ─ In order to take a look at.
Ying Yueyang upstairs a long line says:
"Qi-first floor, Du Shaoling Cource never occur again, Fan Wen Guan word love, 100 waste Ju Teng Zi Jing Xiao, Lu Chun-yang three had drunk. Poetry or not? Timid or not? History of Jesus? Sin or not? Neither the front nor the ancients, so I ran tears Cang next.
Gentlemen, bearing in mind the Antarctic Xiaoxiang Dongting Lake, Yangtze River north, Wu Gorge, Baling Hsi Lai Shuang Qi, Yuezhou East Road, Jiang Yan. Pond who stream persons, Zhi person, the town who herein are their true intentions to ask who understand them? "
Span of a few words on the tick of the Dongting features, such as re-use it I do not have words to describe. Associated with a piece of mood, I go to the next board Junshan Island Lake.
About this time I was traveling the wrong time, on the lake they encountered a storm, the whole Dongting twinkling of an eye, "Sound from the Dark roar, turbid waves of evacuation," nearly made me the embodiment of the sea, has become a hands Dongting Jun Xiao Qiang (if In this case, you will not cry?), but fortunately, are near misses, but threw himself fully accepted a Dongting water "wash."
Junshan on the many cultural relics, but the more clutter-free rank, there is no one dominant theme, Road mixing monks and nuns cents, in the middle is also what is doped with a so-called qigong master left the site of the span and breadth of this generous people really dazzle . A man wandering on the island follow the signs for four, actually in a very remote small corner found buried with e Huang, female English the two men-Jun Fei Tomb (which is where the legend should be do not want me to say, right?): Gaunt Cang Zhu Princess from around the arch surrounded by two small tomb of Ying, scattered around the ancient literati condolences, "Chun-Fang Fei 2 soul eternal, mangosteen Zhu plaque tears a person" ─ ─ a few years ago erratic Gui-Yan in the human mind has long been a myth Liang Yan became an ancient landscape, while the real existence of this world only tears left of the "Xiangfei Zhu" only. It was moved by piety bamboo, carefully folded Ji Zhi, into his pocket, and then really fear in the tomb of worship a few times, hoping that they Izumishita to know, do not blame me is.
Walk a few steps, the present has emerged a legend - Liu Yi Well, according to legend years ago, Liu Yi is from the wells into the sea, the book reached the Dragon King's palace. Steps down from the well, over an arch around the Beas relief can be up to the surface, the side wall of the well have a full relief of the little door, about which is the Dragon King's palace. I was sitting on the edge of the water, watching the little door dumbfounded: You will clamor to emerge from the inside to look at (that I might be on the spot in shock, giggle .....)。
Finished the Dongting, but also Xinxin Ran to wander in Changsha, in the mist on the Yuelu Mountain. Yu, "Mountain Home" in the Yuelu Academy said quite deep, quiet, so I was completely unexpected when flying into a millennium of history of this foot courtyard. "However, Chu Youcai, in Sri Lanka for the Sheng" ─ ─ thicker than a thousand years of accumulated cultural heritage really let each one admiring people feel heavy, heavy in this sense, I am reading over and over again in the hospital masterpiece, over and over to feel the teachings of the ancients. Walk slowly while ago, around a green bamboo eyes appeared a scene: two female students sitting on mountains of old (College of the top leadership) living in Xuan Bai before reading, the edge is just brew a pot of tea. Youran, curl and then re-ran ─ ─ ─ The old maxim in their eyes is just a book an education in classical Chinese. I am relieved: the earlier is only himself in mind the heavy pressure of the rock, in fact, the heaviest accumulation of thick to do is go to Wu, it will subside as a camel clear that here the most important thing is his heart.
Author: foxwh
