Text: Mountain, Lake, Cloud and Sea
"When you have seen the four seasons and the wind and clouds, you will find that the beauty you want to see is a seemingly plain life and mood."
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I have to admit that good text has the same filtering effect as sunlight. In the warm autumn sun, it is suitable for reading and writing, and for free roaming with boundless thoughts. In the breeze, there are grass and trees that do not forget to open, and the noisy sea of people has a quiet corner to place the joy of the world. Good times can be so simple.
I think of going to Gantang at the end of summer to see lotus flowers, curling and clear lotus blooming in the sunset light, densely clustered with buds, the lotus leaves, light pink flowers ignite the lush leaves, such as gentle and graceful The poems filled in the time quietly.
In the blink of an eye, autumn comes and the lotus leaves, and the lotus pond is full of Xiaoxiao. While sighing, my friend sent the lotus root noodles from Gantang, soft and delicious, just like the fragrance of lotus. At the same time, don't forget to remind me that I will go to enjoy the flowers next year. A few words, full of joy of harvest.
For farmers who plant lotus roots, they are more concerned about the growth of lotus roots in deep silt than Pinting’s beautiful flowers. Flower viewing is just the petty bourgeoisie of casual people, the flowers bloom and fall, and the ups and downs of the song are only the beginning and end of the season, and they are naturally integrated into the life of fireworks.
It's just that some hope will be passed on silently. The harvested lotus roots are made into delicacies, and the beautiful memories continue in other forms.
Poems and painters take the tenderness of the seasons, it is the dewdrops on the tip of the grass, the fluttering leaves, the slender buds between the branches, which are recorded in the form of words and pictures. Farmers work hard and diligently, let the value of plants, vegetables and fruits carry the mark of life in the world, from generation to generation.
The food of the belly is no longer confined to the growth and extinction of the season. We are thinking about the beauty in our eyes and enjoying the food between the heavens and the earth with gratitude. It should be pious and affectionate.
Autumn when I was young,I like to sit under the litchi tree and watch my grandpa weave bamboo baskets. The bamboo was cut, the branches were cut off, and then cut into pieces. Pieces of bamboo with a rich fragrance flew over in his hand, as if a clever time and space sprang up.
The slender bamboo used to be a place of poetry. And in the hands of grandpa, it is just a tool that can carry on the hard life, there is no art at all. But those bamboo baskets that are woven to carry things come to me, more than carrying things so simple, it still has endless thoughts and memories.
The transmission of emotions spreads in ordinary things, and in time, many beautiful things are repeated. Let it pass away what has already passed away, at least I have many stories under the boundless flow of light.
The wind and clouds of the seasons are actually the beauty of the world, because the plain life quietly precipitates the life's pain and happiness. With the season, the vegetation will remain prosperous and decayed in time, and the coldness of life will also grow old in the pulse, and the years will leave quiet and sighing time.
I accept the heart of my friends, and accept the agreement of the lotus in the next year, just like the old bamboo basket with vicissitudes of life, it also has the agreement of time. People on this shore and on the other shore, what kind of swimming do they need to pass the years and wait for the day they meet?
Maybe, there is no need to be eager, everything is fixed, I just need to wait for the scenery of the four seasons, and wait for the beautiful people and things in life.
This article is original by Shanhu Yunhai, welcome to pay attention, and let you grow knowledge together!
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