Reading is to have fun in words. The mountain solves the water, and the water goes with the mountain. Just like a couple with deep feelings, they are bosom friends, inseparable and soul mates.
Two simple and ordinary syllables, one level at a time, are deeply embedded in China's Ci Hai, as if heaven and earth are the same, and the sun and the moon are the same. I can't study the scenery. How long have you been in China?
Maybe I am too traditional or nationalized. I think, for China, mountains and rivers are as inseparable as blood and life. Imagine what a pity it would be if there were no towering mountains and soup-like water on our vast ancient continent. I even stubbornly believe that only the mountains and rivers in China can be called mountains and rivers. Although I haven't seen the beauty of the mountains and rivers in the west, in my imagination, the mountains and rivers there probably have some foreign flavor-this seems seriously illogical, but I still insist. Just as western oil painting is more realistic and less artistic than Chinese painting. Perhaps the depth of artistic conception is the difference between mountains and rivers in my mind!
I like Tang poetry. Once, it was the highland of Mount Tai across Qilu in the vast green. Another time is Jingting Mountain, which is "lonely and lonely"; One moment it's the Yangtze River water that "travels thousands of miles with the waves", and the other moment it's the West Lake water that "has different scenery in four seasons" ... How can it not be fascinating?
I'm Song Like Ci. Following in the footsteps of Li Qingzhao, I appreciate the uniqueness of the street, the integration of self-confidence and beauty; Through the Millennium, I traveled with Su Shi to the hometown of the Three Kingdoms, and the smoke was as beautiful as a fairy. Langtaosha's inscription has been sung for thousands of years; Go to Xishan with Lu You to enjoy the folk customs, with a clean mind, intoxicated by the mountains and rivers ... graceful and unrestrained, while the music is drunk and swaying in the sky of Song Ci. Song ci said that the mountain is the eyebrow and the water is the eye. I am convinced of this and have always been surprised by this comparison. In the eyes of the ancients, mountains and rivers are alive, otherwise, how could there be flirting between them? Like travel notes. You can go to the Three Gorges with Li Daoyuan, enjoy the surging water and meet the beautiful scenery like smoke. You can go to see the snow a hundred years ago with Zhang Dai, for the thick white; Making a drop of water with Alai and swimming in Lijiang ... is a unique landscape in tune with ancient and modern times.
I like to travel in words and gain happiness. "The joy of mountains and rivers, the heart of wine", although not as idle and generous as drunkards, does have the same feelings of mountains and rivers. Fan Fuzi, who is "worried about the world first, and happy after the world", left a thousand years of beautiful handwriting on Yueyang Tower in the face of thousands of miles of smoke. Now that the people of Sri Lanka have left, the words are still flashing.
You can stop in the forests of Norway and enjoy different exotic customs; You can climb Mont Blanc with Mark Twain and enjoy the majestic snow-capped mountains. Exotic customs can also produce happiness.
In the landscape of words, live a yearning look. There is no limitation of time and space, just bring your eyes and your soul.
Invisible, it is soft and firm, moist in the sky, smooth on the ground and natural and strong. When our dusty hearts are lost in worldly affairs and material desires, we might as well take mountains and rivers as teachers, friends, lessons and encouragement. Only in this way can we really keep them in mind.
The benevolent Leshan, the wise happy water. To me, the former can be compared with the latter. But this heart has taken root between mountains and rivers, and I am afraid it can't be redeemed, regardless of previous lives and future generations.