Calm down · Read a good book
Spring is bright, the streets and alleys of Wuhan are full of moons and roses, and the breeze blows and the aroma is lingering.
In such a gentle season, I re-read the railway writer Zhao Weidong's essay collection "Autumn Comes to the Steep Slope Mountain", and the harvest was full.
After reading it, I only felt that his articles were as profound as his thoughts and as warm as his character.
The amount of knowledge, the richness of the content, and the abundance of the spiritual world in this book require me to absorb it well and understand it slowly.
I remember when I first received this book, my friends and I were very surprised, we have lived in Macheng for more than ten years, and we didn't know that there were so many literati monuments in Macheng.
Zhao Weidong has been here for less than three years, but his footprints have spread all over the prefectures and villages under the jurisdiction of Macheng City, which really makes us admire!
Following his footsteps, we read about the thousand-year-old Guanghuang Ancient Road, the Five Brains Mountain of Meditation, the Qi pavilion in the drizzle, the Xanadu Dongyuan Village, the cultured Li Siwen Village, and so on.
He drew the distance between time and space closer, and it seemed as if a picture scroll had been slowly unfolded in front of us, filling us with beautiful reverie.
Many years ago, Zhao Weidong came to Macheng due to work adjustments, and he formed an indissoluble relationship with the steep slope mountain.
On his first day at Macheng, he wrote in his diary, "Open the Internet and see countless barren hearts floating." In Baoshan, Edong, I must not return empty-handed. This is the mission and responsibility that Zhao Weidong gave himself.
The book is divided into four parts, almost every one of which I like, often read and recited repeatedly, I especially like the third part: the scenery of Dabie Mountain, beautiful.
Because I don't know many of the places described in the book, let alone have been there, many ancient people I know very little, this part of the content, directly taught me a lesson, a little to make up for my shortcomings.
The author walks between the mountains and rivers, and the fusion with the landscape is heroic, the mood is happy, following his calm pen, we come to the Guanghuang Ancient Road.
The author lamented, "The glorious Guanghuang Ancient Road, which has been brilliant for a thousand years, has completely quieted down in the face of rapidly developing modern modes of transportation." How can it not be quiet?
At the flick of a finger, the traffic methods such as high-speed rail, highways and airplanes are rewriting the traffic history of Dabie Mountain. Faster speed has become the unremitting pursuit of modern people.
The old Guanghuang Yidao, like a benevolent old man, silently watched the sentient beings coming from the south to the north. ...... Year after year, year after year, the train is interpreting the harmonious chapter of classical and modern Dabie Mountain, enduring and breathless..."
At night, Li Siwen Village is fragrant, let us stop and feel the experience with our hearts, the author wrote, "The old wall of the old house is silent and tireless in the moonlight to guard the homeland."
After the rain and sunshine, the old house is filled with a faint fragrance, and the honeysuckle that was hidden between the white walls of green trees bloomed quietly.
The atmosphere of the old house is mysterious and quaint, full of memories of life. Listen carefully, and it seems that you can hear a long-ago echo. ”
I especially like the author's "Meditation Five Brains Mountain" because I often climb this mountain, and at night I do feel unprecedented tranquility in the "Meditation Pavilion".
The author writes, "The silence of the night seems to be audible, and in the misty night, it seems to hear how the night crept down from the gourd-laden vines, tumbling all the way to the slope full of pine needles." The faint floral fragrance of the night fan quietly solidified in the air and could not be dissipated for a long time. ”
"I like to be alone in Wunao Mountain, so that my body and mind can be combined with movement and static. If you are restless during the day, choose to sit alone on the mountain.
If you are lonely at night, climb the mountain alone. Climbing is a very good exercise that makes people physically tired and in a comfortable mood. Drilling into the mountain, I can't be lazy if I want to, and I force myself to walk along the mountain road.
The benefit of climbing the mountain is to make people quiet in sports. If the heart is not quiet, even the most beautiful scenery is difficult to see. When a person climbs a mountain, he can think of anything or nothing, but the footsteps cannot stop, and if you stop, you cannot come home.
Later, I understood a truth, the more superficial and impetuous the heart, the more yearning for comfort and comfort. If the physical comfort is allowed, the spirit will not grow, and it will even become more superficial.
Honing the mind by climbing the mountain, combining movement and static, returning to quiet, always being able to meditate in climbing, growing in meditation, and gradually reaching the clear realm of the heart. ”
The new crown spread in China, the international situation is turbulent, and the crash of China Eastern Airlines makes us feel the impermanence of life.
As a dusty individual life, I am often shrouded in uncertainty about the future of the world and anxiety about getting out of control. At this time, it is more important to calm down and read a good book.
I picked up Zhao Weidong's "Autumn Comes to the Steep Slope Mountain", settled at this moment, my mind is quiet, and I can experience the inner light calm and joy.
These inner experiences give us the most fundamental and important meaning of life, allowing us to meet our true selves and allowing us to perceive the connection between man and nature more deeply. When the heart is quiet, the whole world is quiet!
Looking back on the years I have known Zhao Weidong, his attraction to me comes from his passion for life, from his insight into the world, and from his temperature as a person.
He often reads, runs, writes, and always walks on the road of self-discipline. In my heart, he is like a fire, full of positive energy.
For like-minded people who love to learn, they are easy to trust, willing to fulfill, and like to create value and meaning together.
The details that remain in my memory exude his unique personality charm, and his easy-going kindness always makes me let go of the insecurity of "I'm not good enough", and what comes out of me is beauty and courage.
A writer I like very much once said that when an author finishes a book, the book no longer belongs to the author, but to every reader.
Each reader will interpret the book based on their own life experience, way of thinking, vision perspective, emotional experience, and their relationship with the author, and their focus on the content of the book, the thinking generated, the gains obtained, and the feelings they inspire may be very different.
A good writer has his own thinking and unique insight into the world, society, and even history, because when they look at a thing, they are not standing at this moment to see, but can travel through a thousand years of time and space to see.
A good book is like a good wine, it can withstand the cellar, the longer the precipitation, the more rich and sweet, let people linger, endless aftertaste.
Open this altar of wine, pour a glass, feel a little warmth penetrate the chest and abdomen, slightly drunk is the best!
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