Editor's note: Late autumn, gray, I don't know if it is fog or haze, pedestrians on the road are hurried. When I saw this article, I was walking through the busy city, reading the whole text, and the coolness of late autumn was instantly diluted, as if I was in the shallow hills of the spring returning to the earth, and the happy time of childhood was instantly awakened. The author of this article has devoted himself to education for decades, although he has retired, he still works tirelessly, and this spirit is like a shallow hill, it is difficult to know, but it is not easy to do. Although we are friends for many years, he is also my teacher and often pushes me forward. This article is specially recommended for readers, for the reference of hobby writers, but also hope to read to children, the words and sentences and writing methods in the text may provide a lot of help for composition writing. I also borrowed the platform to collect this article for me to study. The original title was "Shallow Hill", and the pen name was Jin Yuanren.
Dongguan Mountain, GuanZi Mountain, Bai Guan Mountain, a slip, depicted on the vast and thick land, like the Hakka woman's slender Qing Dai'e eyebrows, light and soft.
Against the background of the blue sky and white clouds, it looks a little shy, some gentle, like the leaves of a willow tree, like a fluttering cotton wool, and like the green clouds of the soft man, flowing, rendering, as if magical nature, painting between heaven and earth, depicting Hakka beauties under the sky, between the flowing water, above the thick soil, crushing the hearts of those Hakka erlang who love beauty, kneading into a piece of yellow land, just like spring grass, more far and farther to survive.
I love the shallow hills around Dongguan Mountain because my hometown of Bihewan flows with them. An ancient ferry, a black canopy boat, communicated my heart with Asaka. How many nights, under the starry sky, I pillowed the gentle crown purple mountain, and talked to my own soul alone.
Shallow hills are silent, I am active, a teenager full of magical fantasies, facing the undulating shallow hills on the other side of the river, is my son's life scene in his bones all the time, it is a precious memory, but also a cultural brand.
Every spring, from under my eyelids, unconsciously, the grass climbed briskly up the round shallow hills, infusing the shallow hills with vitality and vitality. Goose yellow spring flowers, purple-blue ground flowers, always smiling and blooming on the side of the path, bees, butterflies dancing, swallows whispering, calling friends to lead companions.
Baiguan Mountain has become a stage for spring, nature has ignited the hope of farmers, the voice of the new heart of the yellow land, accompanied by the simple mountain songs of the Hakka, from the distant Kangqian era, has been sung to today, our ancestors have turned the shallow hills into rich homes, and turned their hometowns into poetic homelands!
I love Dongguanshan in the summer, where there is a strong poetry, the crops are a mature line of poetry, and my villagers use hoes to make rafters to describe the good wishes of the children of Dongshan.
On the low hill, the jagged ridge is the most simple long and short sentence, which is full of frustration and frustration, pouring out the richest feelings of the Hakka, soaking the loess earth and growing the hope of spring! And the green grass slope, which is the melody of the Hakka mountain song, turns into a cyan sheet music, forever flowing and overflowing in the shallow hills!
Walking underneath, the purple land bloomed a purple trumpet-like bowl of flowers, hot and spicy, just like the Hakka daughter, enthusiastic, dry and spicy, see her you will naturally think of the fire burning two thorns, that is, the Hakka daughter's personality is sweet and hot, never hide her love and hate personality, just like Liao Jiumeiyi, born glorious, died fiercely, dare to hate and dare to love, do not love red clothes love armed.
Stop at the Golden Lock Bridge, you will naturally think of the Peifeng Pagoda that makes the Jintang "humanistic rise", it is a rafter pen in the hearts of the Jintang people, inserted in the bank of the diagonal pool of the River, the hidden East Mountain is a pen holder, waiting for Xiuchuan to climb the tower, the title of the golden list, and the world.
When Chen Jiayi built the tower, he did not think that there were 117 Jintang scholars in the Song Dynasty alone. History always jokes to us that 700 years later the tower was destroyed, leaving only legend and cranberries.
In autumn, the lonely hung only shadow, skimming the river and flying by, the mournful sound, lingering on the Dongguan Mountain, mourning for a long time. I like to watch the autumn clouds, it's really "cirrus clouds shu!" The blue sky is particularly high, and the blue clouds change in various postures in the air, which is graceful and beautiful. The sky lengthens the distance from the shallow hills.
Just like the song "Qingyun Song": "Qingyun is rotten, the sun and the moon are bright, and the Dan Fudan is xi!" "The clouds are as splendid as the sun, and the breath is auspicious.
The sun and moon shine brightly, brilliant and brilliant. According to legend, when Emperor Shun, who had retired from his career, gave the throne to Dayu, who had made meritorious contributions to the management of water, talented people, hundred officials, and Emperor Shun sang the "Song of Qingyun" together. The poem depicts a qingming image of political and people, expressing the ancient ancestors' admiration of virtue and the political ideal of the saints ruling the country.
The mountain people living in the shallow hills live every day in the poetic mood of Da Shun, and the shallow hills are like daughters who are married, shamefully veiled, and the fog from the river is like a curved white streamer wrapped around the shallow hills, floating in the vast willow dam, surrounded by the rolling Tuo River, and disappearing into the Three Gorges of Jintang.
Sometimes, one night flying flowers and broken jade turn the color of the shallow hills into silver white, crystal clear, like silver cast yuan treasures, one by one enshrined under the sky. The silver-clad Dongguan Mountain, the White Crown Mountain, and the Crown Purple Mountain look so clean, so peaceful, so rich.
Shallow hills are transitional landforms between hills and plains, with undulating waves and towering hills, which is a strong portrayal. The Hakka people from Guangdong Chuan chose a shallow hill similar to their hometown, just to maintain the Hakka tradition of remembering ancestors and cultivating heirlooms! Facing the loess with their backs to the sky, they indomitably pass on the family culture and compose the tenacious spirit of the Hakka!
Shallow hills are a kind of transmission, a culture, a kind of spirit!
I love Shallow Hill!