Have never left me looking forward and starting all makes me feel happy.
Has long been used to within a few minutes to pack a good luggage, and jump on the MTR, and then jump on the train.
This time, I only spent five minutes on the assembled finished, this time want to go to Hangzhou.
Hangzhou and I, is no stranger.
I had warm winter sunshine Xu Yuquan exploration off the plum; Tao Li in the fragrance of spring in the three islands in the lake to see Santan Serenade; also rainstorms in the summer barefoot through the stream of Jiuxi 18 trickle.
This time, I would like to autumn, accompanied by autumn, stroll, "mountains empty Mongolia" in the rain, the West Lake.
Shiratsutsumi
Lake is not like the old memory, then clear, then color, then texture, I get the feeling like a lake, a finely crafted yun ---- pale pinkish purple color of the lotus root starch, the quiet water, rain hit the lake, before appearing a little ripple.
Changhong is a broken bridge across the lake.
Bridge, one side of a corner to Hawthorn, withered lotus feet in the small Dutch Lingding's dry on the stalk hung his head, in the wind and rain in the huddle with. Like "to stay too Withered Lotus Sound" and see if Daiyu Zhefan the proposed projects, do not know how many Beiqiu sad tears stream it! Is indeed "The Eagle Shooting" in Chuang fishing, farming, firewood, read the four Guan Rong Er encountered Withered seems to be in front of King children.
Red Beans Love past bustling attractions, in the wind and rain shadows disappear, green, yellow and white, letter to "tea" character of the flag Sapporo alone in the rain hovering. Suddenly to mind the story of the fish, Jiang evening story-telling of the "forgotten teahouse", think: If there is a gentle tea the storyteller, talking and moving thing of the past, where we will not also such a lonely, right?
Pondered, can not help but laugh. The network is really a strange thing, in the "Lengxiang" in "Snow River", but in January, even be able to leave mark in my mind, perhaps henceforth will never forget the.
Gushan edge Qiu Jin, like, still so dignified and solemn manner stand in the rain, how many years will not change. Once upon a time, "Jianhu Woman" but a dream in my mind it!
Times had changed, and now think of a woman of that era, I envy alone Lin Chueh-min's wife. Although the roots of a born unlucky, also depressed after her husband died the year ended, but often starts reading "the book with his wife," "intention, such as I Ching-Ching Ying, Ching-Ching Ying as I intended to ... ..." on further reflection then pick up a pen Lin Chueh-min stay in the book to write these words, the mind is how the switch to 100 thousand fold, pondered, who feels as silly a.
Shiratsutsumi at the end of the original Su Xiaoxiao's tomb and pavilion, think that Bao Ren, Su Xiaoxiao's fans should only be one of the Fanghua little early to thank the lake side of the tomb, repair of the pavilion, to let this keeping oneself clean of the Courtesan Geisha, has become a lake scenery, thousands of years fancy pay tribute.
Sudi
Cloud and rain days relaxed and even the ball on the embankment Diana Han Yancui (sunny day, and then travel Sudi, you can see that Pik days, yellow leaves of the embankment.)
West Lake in the rain, is an ink landscape.
Toyama, such as Dai, only faint touch of.
Rain, there is no trough Yan's Shuiguang, such as the mountains I am afraid that is not empty then Mongolia. King does not change the venue, but a touch of the lakes and mountains, the total is also not enough people to see.
The city people, a rare away from the dust, away from the hustle and bustle, at the Inclined drizzle to see patches of yellow leaves flying, listening to the rustle of the rain, occasionally a Liangsheng bird.
Lake / Liulangwenying
In the rain, there is no afterglow, the new roof repaired Leifeng Pagoda is still glittering.
But this tower, had Crimping White Snake, but never really like the tower of this type of Chinese architecture, so backwards Well, I do not want the.
Bypass Leifeng Pagoda and embark on construction of the Lake quartzite and pebble paths.
Yang Liu Yiyi, thin willow in the wind, kiss the lake.
Edge of the grass paths, there is soft music slowly sent, is very beautiful, very soothing piano music. Slow 4 beat, listening to the music, a person can be dancing in the lake.
Lingyin
Purpose of his tour Hangzhou, was originally to Lingyin would also like to order.
Last year, kept the three wishes, one has been reached, there is a never-sing, yes, the other one is still unknown. Feier told me, became a, but also would also like to.
As a result, the next day woke up early to go to Lingyin.
Go Main Hall, it is sincerely to Xie, the help I have reached a wish ---- In this way, even would also like to now?
To bypass the Tathagata, Behind the statue of Guanyin Bodhisattva.
Last year, Jin Lingyin, walked Main Hall on the promised, turning remembered, such as the past is behind the image of Guanyin.
I prefer the Goddess of Mercy, this year, we vow to the Goddess of Mercy, do not trouble, if they visit the:)
This year only two wishes, I am not greedy.
In fact, seek the Buddha, but also in seeking their own. Always tell yourself what you can rely on only themselves.
So this year there are only two wishes.
That the hearts of the most desired wish is not dare to demand of the. Two things and tells the people how need? Afraid to let Buddha embarrassed, afraid he can not, even with not even the first two wishes have come to nothing.
Lingyin back, and then on the Su Causeway, longer follow the lake.
The cold air to the north, and back to Shanghai, the temperature has dropped to below zero.
This year's fall, just a stroll in the footsteps of the passing of the West Lake.
Thought that if the winter snow, will come back and see the broken bridge snow.
Author: XuMei
