Military calligrapher Professor Ding Xuezhou wrote the inscription for the micro-issue
"Xiyan Tea House" Issue 444
Entering the Ecological Park
Text/Zhang Yong
Ecological Park and I lived in New City almost at the same time, and they lived very close, only one Jiangtai Street was separated by the nearest one. I think this is fate.
We have been paying attention to each other since then. She watched my temples turn gray, and I watched her from birth to aging and then to a youthful erection. We have known each other for more than ten years!
I have to walk into the ecological park every day. When you are in it, you can feel the rhythm of flowers, plants and trees growing together. The erratic sound makes a gradually aging heart bloom like flowers.
Of course, I am not the only one who goes into the garden. Whenever the sound of the morning light and the dew tapping sound spreads from the winding paths of the garden, a morning waltz is played. Among the dancers are old white hair, knowledgeable people, youthful beauty, and young boys! The dance steps are either staggering, free and easy, graceful, or tender. All are surging with the melody of life.
With the sound of waltz , the ecological park slowly opened its sleepy eyes, slowly lifted off the veil covering its cheeks, and showed vitality in the rising light. The morning breeze blew and made fun of poplars, whispering the waist of willows, making fun of pine and cypress, and scratching the locust elm.
The sound of the waltz before going to morning shift gradually faded away, the rising sun shone into the trees, and the ecological garden was as charming as a bride waiting to be married. The green cloud-like tree crown is her flowing hair, the tall and fiery red American Begonia is the beautiful hairpin on her bun; the lilac on the collar is refreshing; the silk shoes embroidered with peony leave fragrance step by step!
borrows the poem "The Fairy of Jinghuan" in Dream of Red Mansions to praise Jinghuan Fairy , "I laugh at the spring peaches, the clouds are piled with green buns, the lips are blooming, and the teeth are fragrant" to praise the ecological garden at this time.
At this time, I lay on my back on the grass, closed my eyes, quietly enjoying the caress of the mottled light spots leaking from the branches and leaves. A pleasant period of time comforted the wrinkles of life, and I could feel the flow of blood all over my body. Ruthless footsteps sounded around me from time to time, and the figures of the gardeners were drifting. An elderly man in the corridor pavilion beat Tai Chi to the extreme, and his boxing technique that is proficient in the heart and simple in the form is superb. Oh, it is the fragrance of grass, the fragrance of flowers, and the Jiahua of trees give the old man the confidence and heroism of being young and immortal in a century of life.
In the afternoon, the sun gradually shines in the slanting insects and birds in the garden are silent, and the sparse shadows paint elegant pictures on the grass. I leaned against the tree and closed my eyes in silence. All the noisy and chaotic thoughts disappeared quietly. I felt that I was a Buddha, moving with the flow and born with nature.
But this quiet time was quickly broken.
Someone placed outdoor special audio for the song of the song under the shade of a tree or in a pavilion, set up a tripod and connect the mobile phone to start live broadcasting or practicing singing. Whether it is a male voice or a female voice, they will perform it with all their hearts! But not all "lei Chang and harmony".
I am a music lover and I can’t stand it anymore, but the Ecological Park happily accepted all this, not only accepting it but also caring for it with all my heart. But no, the shade of the trees is getting thicker and softer, and there is a breeze that comes from time to time. The refreshing singer dances and treats himself as the king of triumph.
More warm pictures make my eyes clearer: the grandfather and grandson walk hand in hand.
Grandpa was dressed casually and had a cautious gait. He held his grandson's hand and became more alert in his kindness, for fear of losing his treasure in a trance. The little guy was still childish, but he looked like a calf not afraid of a tiger. He kept grabbing one hand and wanted to pull off a piece of tender leaves he liked, but he was always pulled by his grandfather and wanted to ask for it. Therefore, the upper nostrils are thick and the tiger's eyes are glaring at grandpa. However, my grandfather smiled kindly and said: I will feel sorry for my mother by pulling off Ye Zishu, just like your mother feels sorry for you! The little guy said "Oh" in a daze.
A young woman walked slowly not far away. Her white dress and plain skirt, her intellectual and elegant appearance made the garden deeper, as if the gentle and gentle sound of the piano was flowing slowly.
I can't help but imagine that the general who was ordered to expedition the West had thought that a beautiful ecological garden would grow next to the military tent where he was planning, and this vigorous garden was like a painting to decorate a lovely small town in Longzhong.
Ecological Garden is full of grass and beautiful trees. It is an indispensable green oxygen bar for small towns in Longzhong. It is the best place for citizens to take a leisure walk. It is a beautiful picture of harmonious coexistence between man and nature.
(The picture is from the Internet, thank the author!)
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Zhang Yong retired teacher, likes to read, and occasionally writes a little text to entertain himself.
Editor Su Yanqing
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