A little time in Dongting West Mountain
Author Taihu Meizi
A pessimistic friend said: People come to the world from a history of robbery, or on the three living stones, there is a period or even a few unfinished debts, so one by one they are miserable, and the so-called unsatisfactory things are often eight or nine. After surviving the disaster on earth and paying off the debt, you will go to another world.
I don't agree, although life is short, we come to the world to travel, for women as wives and mothers, responsibility and responsibility do not need to be said, there are many pleasures in trivial times, such as going to Dongting West Mountain this season, drinking Biluo Spring and eating West Mountain green loquat.
It is only 80 kilometers from home to Dongting West Mountain.
The most comfortable thing this season is probably to drive a car, play your favorite music, and speed up the Taihu Avenue. Smokey mountains, tight water, breeze, water waves, 36,000 acres of Taihu Lake, the lake water hides the atmosphere of the mountain forest. Open the car window, the breeze blows, and feel the fresh breath in the folds of the landscape and water dye the tip of the heart little by little.
In a mirror of the island, the wet silver plate purple soaked hibiscus.
Clear water and blue sky, lakes and mountains, people walk in the painting, the scenery flowing all the way is beautiful and colorful, and the heart is relaxed!
In mid-May, the loquats of the West Hills are ripe. Here are loquat trees planted in front of and behind the houses, golden loquat trees, and the light rain is even more heavy and full, interspersed with large green leaves, and it is a painting on the left and right.
Bought a small basket of freshly plucked green loquat from a white-haired mother-in-law,
Sitting under the ancient camphor tree, carefully peeling a fruit just plucked from the tree, peeling off the ripe yellow skin with fluff, the flesh is crystal clear, sweet and silky juice, open your mouth, the delicate flesh turns into a pool of sweetness, the tip of the nose, the hands are stained with the aroma of loquat.
"Suzhou is good, loquat yellow on the sand." Shrouded in green silk pile of beeswax, the skin contains purple core nodule cloves. Sweet liquid wins qiong pulp. This is the lyricist Shen Chaochu's "Remembrance of Jiangnan". In early summer in May, it is a joy of life to come to Suzhou Dongshan Mountain to eat green and white jade loquat.
Over the years, as long as there is time, or there is something in mind, I often come to the West Mountain to walk, and I will also go to the East Mountain, after all, I like the West Mountain more.
I often stand quietly under the 1200-year-old camphor tree at the mouth of Mingyue Bay Village, wondering what the tree planters looked like a thousand years ago. If in another thousand years this tree is still there?
Listening to the lake at the ancient pier, this millennium pier that juts into Taihu Lake is 58 meters long and was built with 256 granite strips of stone. It is the main road between Mingyue Bay and the outside world in ancient times, and it is said that Poets such as Bai Juyi docked here. A person walked quietly on the dock, his thoughts were scattered, he returned to the Tang Dynasty in an instant, and then crossed to the Song Dynasty in an instant, as if he had gone to Wei and Jin.
In "Worth on Earth", it is said: "A person is a person when he is born, and he is also a person when he dies." "Being born as human beings is destined to be lonely, but we can also learn to enjoy loneliness."
People have different perspectives, how can they understand each other, there is no so-called empathy, the only thing that can really heal is themselves.
There is a place to eat tea in Xishan called Tiger Stove.
The carved windows of the pink wall Dewa are very atmospheric. Asked for a cup of biluochun, a bowl of shrimp noodles. Sit down at the dark red Eight Immortals table.
While eating noodles while listening to the commentary, the gentleman who sang the commentary had white hair, but his voice was elegant and clear, and he sang the opening of the lyrics "Du Shiniang".
The origin of the name Mingyue Bay is named Mingyue Bay because 2500 years ago in the Spring and Autumn Period, Wu Wangfucha brought the beautiful woman Xi Shi to admire the moon here.
"Mingyue Bay, Wu Wang plays the moon here." --Chronicle of Suzhou Province.
Walking on the cobblestone street in embroidered shoes, it will eventually rain and the pavement will be as clean as ever. The granite striped stone-paved chessboard street is one of the characteristics of Mingyue Bay Ancient Village. Drainage ditches are underneath the streets, and whenever it rains heavily, rainwater and flash floods drain quickly from the canals and have never been flooded for many years.
There are many old mansions in Mingyue Bay, most of which were built during the Qianlong period of the Qing Dynasty.
I like to visit these old houses on rainy days, and each family has a different story. The life mood of the ancients is better than today, a medium family, there are also carved gatehouses, small patio courtyards, east and west boxes, along the wooden staircase to the second floor, the square is the master's boudoir bookhouse. Pushing open the window, the rain hit the moss, popped, a rain, and another flower fell.
The courtyard has a tree, flowers and branches, yang qi, sitting under the window, or by the railing, people and flowers and trees looking at each other, very beautiful.
Such a place is suitable for contemplating the mind. Thinking that you are too sincere with others, always thinking of the true heart for the heart, in fact, is often disappointed; thinking of being tolerant of the world, thinking of everything for the sake of others, never hurting others, but others do not necessarily appreciate it, and it is also the norm to turn the face ruthlessly. There are many idiots in the world, and I am not exempt from vulgarity. Treat people with affection, send things, and even drill into the tip of the bull's horn, repent of not being the beginning.
After a long time, Fang understood that there was only a clear wind and bright moon in the world, and the mountains and rivers and trees would not fail to live up to their hearts.
Interpersonal relationships are suitable for simplicity and separation.
Many people go through three stages in our lives: important, important, and unimportant. You may not want to admit it, but in fact, this matter is the most difficult to withstand the torture of the heart. Under the wash of time, how many vows have gradually paled.
Let the flower be the flower, let the tree be the tree. Give yourself back to yourself, give others back to others. You can be ashamed of your heart, and personnel affairs that have nothing to do with yourself can be swept away from the dust and never see each other again.
People always have to sink their hearts and live a quiet and introspective life, not to be happy with things, not to be sad with themselves, to gain and lose with fate, and to be quiet and far-reaching.