A sightseeing tour of the aesthetics of life

On the evening of July 13, I left Changsha City 50 or 60 kilometers to the southwest, playing with scarabs at Yingzhu Mountain.

It was a trick I had to play in the summer when I was a child, to catch the scarab beetle, trapped in the right hand of the empty fist, let it tickle me when I wanted to break it, and then put it on my left forearm to see how long it climbed before it knew it was free. I should not have played this game in 30 years.

What made me re-release the child's heart of Jiuzang was a homestay called Shadow Hostel in Yingzhu Mountain. This homestay with an altitude of more than 300 meters is long in the middle of Yingzhu Mountain, the view is excellent, in the words of Wang Dad, who runs from the city every summer behind the homestay, when the weather is good, you can see the Luoxiao Mountain Range on the border of Xianggan and Gansu, "the fifth mountain you see is Luoxiao Mountain."

On the afternoon of July 13, I saw the faint "Fifth Mountain". In the evening, I also ran to the top of Yingzhu Mountain to see the sunset falling in the direction of Changsha City and the fiery clouds rendered by the sunset. The white fruit tree on the top of Yingzhu Mountain, which Pingjiang Buxiaosheng wrote in his novel "The Legend of the Strange Hero of the Jianghu", was struck by lightning in the early 1980s, and I only saw the remaining trees. Coming down from the top of the hill for dinner, I saw a small weasel estimated to be only two or three months old. It sneaked from the bamboo forest behind the homestay to the homestay, and after being discovered, it returned to the same way.

The "Fifth Heavy Mountain", the remaining white fruit trees, weasels and scarab beetles are all difficult to encounter in Changsha City. At this moment of arranging them, I am reminded of a group of classic combinations "dead vines and old trees and crows" - the Ma Zhiyuan era, which took in the small bridge and flowing water of the ancient road west wind thin horse and the broken intestines, presumably our homestay today, so that the homestay is naturally closely associated with poetry and far away.

pardonable! I arrived at a shadow pearl mountain, just like the sky, a few scarabs on the terrace visit, let me rejoice.

Living in a homestay is like a sightseeing tour of the aesthetics of life, allowing us to re-examine the meaning of life in an unfamiliar environment. Text/Liu Jianyong