Things are plentiful and often disoriented.
Only by maintaining a quiet state of mind can we keep our own original mind and not let our own mind, body and soul go missing.
When people reach middle age, they have entered a relatively flat time scale, and photography occupies all my leisure time, always thinking of seizing the fleeting moments of the moment, and trying to freeze the memory into eternity.
Helpless time is always too hurried, those who should remember, should not remember a turn is a story of time. We smiled and said that we were stuck in the same place of time, but in fact, we had long been silently swept away by the torrent.
There is no long coming to Japan, only and cherished.
Text | Figure Liao Liping
The egrets foraging on the lakeside are only paired
In the morning after the rain, the quiet village ancestral hall
Behind the wall painting, the great man came to us through time and space
A clump of sun-facing reeds in the countryside
The sunrise works, and the villagers return the life with hard work
Residents of the ancient village can fall asleep with the fragrance of flowers
Walk, leave a soft time in life
Close your eyes and listen to the sound of flowers blooming
Keep a touch of warm sun in your heart, and don't stain the wind and dust of the years
What passes is time, and what goes back is the scenery
The west wind gradually tightened the lotus fragrance, half delicate and half hurt
The most beautiful day is to live like a quiet and good year
Less without vulgar rhyme, sex loves Qiushan
Time is silent, years are silent
Thousands of sails are over, waiting for you under the sunset
When you are quiet, the world is quiet
Life needs to be able to withstand loneliness and keep the flow of years
When the lotus leaves are born, they hate in the spring, and when the lotus leaves wither, they hate in autumn
Rice blossoms say good year, listen to the sound of frogs
Looking back at the arduous journey along the way, it seems to understand
Bow ploughing under the south ridge, leisurely
Qingyun Pagoda green trees around the lan smoke, to see the past and the present
If there is a sound on your return, will it be your flute sound?
The world is beautiful, too beautiful to be real
About the Author
Liao Liping
He is a member of Hunan Photographers Association
Hunan Daily contract photographer
Chairman of the Nitta Prefectural Photographers Association
[Editor-in-charge: Wu Xia]
[Source: Hunan Daily· New Hunan Client]