51 holiday I came to Lianyungang, a place where I aspire to. Just because there is my fate. It is only where I can understand the trembling of the soul. I will be happy, I will be lost. I expose her in front of me all of the personality. There is no cover up. I know she can understand me, only the sea can really appreciate the feeling of my heart.
Let me first arrived in Lianyungang, a real natural feel relaxed there should be a mountain, an unknown mountain. This mountain, which is not a clock system, more is not really what the mountains Hidekawa. A lack of ancient trees Nagareizumi waterfalls, there is no cigarette smoke, wind around the Buddha tone. Although unique, it carried four hills to see if water line, the football into the pregnant moon. This is the first time I opened the window at midnight, he gave me the feeling. Is to go now, I do not know at that time standing in the window, into the eyes which should be a mountain.
To this mountain, not, as is often covered with mist, just as one side of the screen resolution is not high. All the King are hazy. At this point, felt a few warm cool autumn. Aware of the power into the power of life come and go, to experience the Yun-yun among the living.
This mountain is not high, but I imagine that when the thunderstorms come before the Zhangshi black cloud will soon face from her claws, do not appear to heaven and earth pressure with this ruthless. At this point, to this mountain, like rapid growth, poised for the propped up this piece of the sky. What is flatter those in authority? What is Huaijin grip yu? Is not true. To the cloud nose, this mountain of Mi Gao Yang.
Kuiranzhangtan, life vulnerable.
Wait rock, just look at his back seemed like an endorsement of the children. This moment, how to look how to bow their heads like a hunched posture Laosou, I thought an instant a hundred years out? Man Shan of rhododendrons, mountain Shi Hai hung on tree branches, down the mountain is everywhere Luo Hong. Fleeting, fleeting.
This mountain is not high, no insurance, no show. But I think at this point to this mountain, is my foundation, which overlooks the mountain is my stepping stone to the world. Landscape in this one, there are mountain areas if the lack of water surrounded by sea on the lack of life. Hill, upright, open-minded mountain, water, gentle, delicate water. Whether it is mountain, water, are desirable. Mountain men, women water. There are pronouncements of men and women there are whispers. That high-rise and determined that the mountain. That pro-Huai-shan given moisture into the water. That worked hard for the hard world of gas is a man with a man as the center was mollified by silence a woman. Hill into the water. The water around the mountain. The mountains are the foundation of all things, water is the source of all things. Therefore, there are strong and men and women are flexible. Hill, if ruthless, will drip muddy the water. Water, if ruthless, will flood the mountain.
Looking back, I was thinking about the significance of mountains, mountain is a soul, the roots stretching from the earth, standing among the white clouds blue sky, a Li-thousands of years, quietly, without a word. Shensui blue sky, white clouds coming and going, never complaining of the numerous changes the moment, are so rapidly changing wind and rain has become a habit, change is the silence. Hill is the eternal silence of the legend. A generation of people to go again a generation on the slopes of the loess is the Montagnards of the last resort, a month old and new graves had a difficult read written in the history books without which the text is not enough to the real tomb. Who eventually became a mountain, but the mountain is not the people who are not mountain, coming and going is that people do not move the mountain out to the mountains of water. Like that of the hillside on the grave, many years and must be polished and nowhere for years, and eventually disappeared in the mountains where the silence, and flow without taking the root of that memorable mountain and secret meaning of their own mountains , people do not love mountains are not close to mountain, mountain will not tell you much. Some people, thinking that a return to the mountains, and on the rhetorical exercise in the paper together, making particular mention of the mountain then. As everyone knows mountain is not like the hustle and bustle of those false, yet people always like to visit Mt hustle and bustle of the mountain like the quiet, but not like the kind of trick to Sven, saying that mountain outside the United States is superficial. Reading of the mountain, read that piece of forest where the leaves to flow with the poetic vein, Why is this piece of leaf, or when falling at this time, who thought it the experience of a lifetime only to find a silent sigh; forest Why are they only select a bird nest tree, Why do only select this piece of mountain? Hill has given the power to that what is going rotten stumps, why give birth to that root from the stump of a tree Yaer today has become a long; it's a valley of the ding-dong Quan Liu, a dialogue with the birds in the forest or the mountains Xiang Shui v say? Hill knows that cliff tree on the grass, is when the wind came seeds; Hill know that on the precipice of that bundle of vines is unknown where wind down last night and today to climb; Hill also know, when there is a child carrying a fagot walking on the Hill a lot of back flow of air to know the boy who sweat, did not know there are tears in his eyes, all these mountains all know, because I put tears in the the embrace of the mountain, but the people do not know. That the peaks and ridges stretching to see the sky Yunjuanyunshu used to, accustomed to the setting sun kissed away the the unceasing wind, come the beautiful lines, beautiful, but this is only the mountain lines, If the mountain is only a number of lines belonging to the contours of the form, which can only be beautiful, but the mountain is not the line. Nothing hill, the mountain is only the hill.
The mountains ah, I read your dream 10 million times, but I read into that green jacket, I know that coat following are soil and rock, that is what you gave me the dream, but today you have returned to my dream , you speechless, has been silent still go on, do not know the depths of your soul, what? With rocks and water is a kind of eternal truth or a promise to do?
Mountain is a mountain, People are people, road only road, mountain just so I read these mountains can not say anything, people may only be it. Hill gives a small river, the river flows out, people rarely returned to the hills, people are always passing mountain inadvertently on through a lifetime.
Author: lianchengjue
