It cooled down tonight, and there was a cool breeze blowing outside the villa. The sky was covered with dense clouds. There were no stars and no moon. Walking alone in the spring forest of the empty mountain, it was a little cold, after watching wild flowers for a while and listening to a few birds’ cries, I felt boring, so I went into the villa and read books online. I don’t know how long it took. I was a little tired. I was ready to go to bed. Suddenly I heard information coming from my mobile phone and tablet. I looked at it and felt disappointed. I just went out for a walk! I opened the door of the villa, and a gust of wind blew in. It was still a little cold. Wearing shoes on the ground, I saw my shadow shaking on the ground. Yeah, it was clearly that the moon came out! Looking up, I saw the mottled clouds all over the sky on the top of my villa. The Moon showed its round face from the clouds! Tonight or full moon! The brilliance of the Moon draws the outline of my villa, with bright curves and black silhouette. The ground is full of the blue and blue brightness of the moon! Really odd! I am a person who doesn’t care about the sky and the day, he often doesn’t know what day it is today, let alone the lunar calendar. Several years ago, I read a poem: there is no calendar in the mountain, and I don’t know the year when it is cold. This is my life. Just by the profit and loss of the moon, we can roughly judge what day it is today. Tonight is the full moon, and it must be 16 when it appears in the southern sky at zi shi. The Moon of fifteen should be in the western sky now. Dongpo children’s shoes said, there should be no hatred. Why do you prefer different times? When the ancients saw the full moon, they would think of family reunion. I am monk, the world is so big that all places are my home. Where am I, where is my home. The place where my heart comes back is my hometown. For me, the home people say is already an outsider. In my heart, except for my son, parents and brothers, as well as my students, other people, whether they have or not, three or two bosom friends are enough. I have all these, my heart is as complete as the bright moon in the sky tonight! God has given me a lot, I am extremely satisfied! The wind blows outside, not biting, but you must add clothes. He simply stripped himself off, wore mummy sleeping bag, hit leggings and wristbands, tied a solid Kung Fu belt on his waist, wore field shoes, took a flashlight and tablet computer, and went to the mountains. I want to see the shadow of the moonlight and the flowers under the moonlight. I can’t live up to this round of full moon, because after tonight, this kind of moon can only be seen next month. Out of the villa is the mountain. Once stepping into the grass Road, your feet are covered with dew. It’s really great. The dew is cool on my feet and slowly seeps into my skin. Aren’t I sucking the aura of Heaven and Earth? Haha! Step a few more feet and let all the shoes get wet by dew! Touch the green spring grass with hands, and the hands are also covered with dew. I have never been so close to the night dew, and suddenly I think of the water for making tea in A Dream of Red Mansions, I don’t need to be so particular about using dew on some flowers to make tea at the time of several months. Yamano Murakami is used to it extensively. There is dew on this foot, it has been able to make me beautiful in my heart for a long time. I took a flashlight and took a photo of the grass along the road. There was a layer of white dew on the grass leaves, and there were a few bright Dew beads on the tip of the leaves, reflecting the moonlight. When the night wind blows, it will not fall down. Touch it with your fingers, a cool feeling, spread all over the body, refreshing. I slowly felt the taste of the night dew in the moonlight. I licked my finger on the tip of my tongue, as if there was a sweet smell! This is the essence that God has given me. I am satisfied and have no extravagant demands. I just want to walk between heaven and earth forever. Continue to climb the mountain. There are all kinds of trees on the mountain, which can be called famous, such as locust tree, cypress tree, pine tree, golden tree, and many other trees, which cannot be called Famous, they all rushed to spit new leaves at night. The gentle night wind passed through the woods, and the sound of trees and weeds growing inside was in a trance. The flowers of locust tree are white, swinging on the branches with moonlight, as if waving to me! The roots of the needles and leaves of pine trees stretch out, and the pine flowers face the sky, which are tender yellow, just like the fingers of babies. The tender leaves of the golden tree are somewhat transparent in the hand electric light, and the bone lines of the leaves on the leaves have distinct roots, which are lovely yellow. The place where I had the most contact with the branches of the golden tree since I was young was my ass. When I was young, I was so naughty that my mother beat me every day, and it was the tool I used. However, my foster mother who beat me had slept in the East China Sea, but she often remembered her kindness to me. She used to hate the golden bar, but now she is grateful to it in her heart. Without them, maybe I won’t read so many books, maybe I will become leap soil. The road was overgrown with weeds. He was alone in the forest and didn’t want to step on the Snake. He always followed the flashlight. The withered grass on both sides of the road was dense. Among the withered leaves, many new grasses came out of their heads. Some places were covered with green, and some were mixed in the withered grass. There was no need to capture Chunxin. It was in the grass at midnight, on the branches, blooming emerald. When the wind blew, some grass leaves turned green in a trance. Through the Woods, I vaguely heard the sound of water from the spring, which was as tiny as the whisper of a little girl. Following the sound, I saw small flowers all over the floor, yellow and purple, with big little finger, which were open at my feet. It seemed that there was a fragrance coming with the wind. When I raised my head fiercely, a large cluster of thorn flowers and thousands of white flowers were shining with wet light in the flashlight! White petals, bright yellow stamens, dense and charming, bloomed in the green leaves, so excited that they took out a tablet computer and took many photos. There was no one in the empty mountain, and the flowing water blossomed. The moment Wang Yangming realized the truth in the Dragon field, it was such a situation that made him sobering. It turned out that the way he sought hard was just around him. He was also standing on the Moonlight and dew on the same moonlit night. Did he encounter such a situation? I didn’t expect that I would have the same situation seven hundred years later. I don’t have such profound attainments as Yangming’s children’s shoes, nor do I understand his psychology. I only know that on such a night, I feel happy. On such a full moon night, my night tour made my heart happy and sweet. All the things outside of my body could not hold in my heart. The spring water under the flower tree is very small, falling from the grass leaves on the slope in a large pool, clear, with some white petals floating in the pool, that is the soul of flowers. The shadow of flower soul at the bottom of the water is slightly micro-moving only when the flowing spring falls, which is as wonderful as a dream. I don’t want to disturb these dreams of flower souls, and walk back cautiously for fear of disturbing them. Tonight is really beautiful. Looking at the sky, the clouds in the sky have drifted away, only a small piece on the west side of the moon. Two stars, one left and one right, look at each other. I am just like a cloud flying with the direction of my heart. I am very satisfied with my life now and everything tonight. On such a full moon night, with stars as company, my life, successful yet. When I went down the mountain, there was a piece of light stone, the clear glow of the Moon, laid on it faintly. I was lying on the stone alone, pressing my shadow, looking at the full moon and the cloud. I want to stay with them for a longer time. Next month’s full moon night, I don’t know where I will be. At dawn on April 16, 2014, it was recorded in Laiyan Pagoda. Like (prose editor: Di Mo Chengshang) the 30th year of my WeChat era

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In March 759 AD, Li Bai, a poet of Tang Dynasty, exiled Yelang because of the case of Yongwang Lin and went to the demoted place via Sichuan. When I arrived at Baidi city, I suddenly heard the letter of forgiveness and was surprised. I immediately turned around and sat down on the river boat to return to the mausoleum. After arriving at the mausoleum, I recorded the fresh impressions and feelings of this life course, I wrote a fast poem which opened my mind and made people excited and happy. This is the famous “early-onset White Emperor City”. The Emperor of the White Emperor returned thousands of miles of Jiangling one day in the colorful clouds. Cross-Strait monkeys CAW not, canoe over thousand mountains. If it was translated, Lao Bai thought it could be a modern poem: early in the morning, he left the White Emperor city in the bright clouds and clouds, and at night, he returned to Jiangling from thousands of miles away. On both sides of the Taiwan Strait, the continuous singing of the Apes came forward and responded. The Clippers had already passed through thousands of mountains to welcome them. This fast poem, also known as “the lower Jiangling”, has two characteristics which attract people’s attention. The first one is the abundant and real subjective feelings of the poet, which is very expressive of excitement and flying, so it is highly appealing. The second is to write down the fast driving speed of the river boat, which coincides with the happy mood of returning to the situation of forgiveness, making this fascinating picture of the Three Gorges flying boat, skillfully drawing readers to make a surprising aesthetic experience of the feeling of Speediness in the novel process. After more than 1,000 to 300 years of spreading this popular seven-word quatrain written by Li Bai, the great poet, Chen Xiaoqi, the leader of the Lingnan composer in the mainland music circle, wrote a song “waves and Sands” with a stroke. Among them, the third paragraph of lyrics is the further evolution of Li Bai’s poem “early White Emperor City. You can’t see your face clearly under the neon lights with the same moonlight on your shoulders. Through the net woven by years, are you willing to accompany me back to the past? The sea breeze blows gently for many years. The world under your feet has already changed and said goodbye. Yesterday, are you willing to accompany me on the stranded boat? The Yangtze River passes through thousands of mountains forever. The light boat has flew over the ape sound is still so warm and the waves have gone through all the past, but I will always treasure the old sail. In the pop music circles of Guangdong in the 1980 s and 1990 s, mr. Chen Xiaoqi is undoubtedly the most dazzling one. With his profound cultural deposits, he combines famous sentences or allusions in ancient poetry with the emotions of modern people to form lyrics, thus forming unique artistic personality and typical Chen style, it also forms a model for the creation of Chinese popular lyrics. This song “waves and Sands” is one of the outstanding representatives. I remember the first time that Lao Bai listened to this song in his youth, but in the third paragraph, he recalled the famous “the White Emperor city” of Shi Xian, thinking about standing on the bow of the boat and looking at the waves passing away on both sides, everyone should have different feelings. Li Bai is a light boat that has passed thousands of mountains. With exaggeration and whimsical ideas, it is written to be elegant and shocking. Confucius, the originator of Confucianism, would say: The dead are like a husband, day and night. And Song Dynasty writer Su Shi swipes sprinkle ink: River of No Return, lang tao do, eternal heroes. Revolutionist Zhou Enlai 19 at age lofty poem: River Song strike turn east, careful qun ke Jishi poor. Later, Lao Bai also traveled abroad and took a cruise ship to visit the river or offshore, but he never understood the feeling described by Chen Xiaoqi’s songs and Li Bai’s and Su Shi’s poems. I remember that on October 17th, 2008, laobai and his partners took a tourist ship from Guilin to Yangshuo, flowing down the Lijiang River with hundreds of miles of scenery and picturesque scenery. When the cruise ship starts, it is the moment when visitors enter the painting. The water of Lijiang River is clear and soft. From time to time, there are white waves rolling and rushing to the ship’s side, and then they disappear. There are also waves rolling and dancing. Looking at the continuous green mountains on both sides of the Strait, they are neither steep nor magnificent, but extremely delicate and concise. It seems to be the lines drawn by meticulous painting, which are depicted on both sides of the Lijiang River cleanly and clearly. On the way, Lao Bai went down from the cruise ship to the bamboo raft and stood in the wind. He really felt the wind on both sides of the Lijiang River, as if he was carrying the light moisture, which implied a moist smell. Poem: sparkling and looking open, the peaks are on both sides. shui se shan guang see, Lijiang River Bitou downwind row. (See Xiaowen “Lijiang River”) and on October 5th, 2010, Lao Baihe’s partner came to Wuyi Mountain to conduct an exciting bamboo raft rafting along Jiuqu Stream. The twists and turns of Jiuqu River runs through the peaks of Danya, like jade with string of pearls, which connects 36 peaks and 99 rocks into a whole, forming a unique natural beauty of a stream running through the mountains, and the two sides are lined with immortals. A group of six of us put on orange life jackets and rode on this primitive bamboo raft, rippling in the scenery of mountains and waters, which made us relaxed and happy like blending into the mythical realm. Young female kindergarten teachers who were in the same trade lifted water drops on the bamboo raft, feeling the freshness of the water really. This kind of bamboo raft flows in the water, and people can’t help poem: Wuyi tea tree fragrance in autumn, grass Green Stream Bay is long with clear water. Danshan foot bamboo raft light, Cresent shadows shake wave. (See Xiaowen “laughing and watching the red robe drifting”) Looking back now, what Lao Bai wrote reluctantly was just Limerick, which was a tourist commemoration. If you want to truly feel the artistic conception of the 90,000 miles of Yangtze River crossing thousands of mountains in Chen Xiaoqi’s lyrics and Li Bai’s one-day return of thousands of miles of Jiangling, you should have the opportunity to visit the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River in person. Recently, because he wanted to write a series of articles on “poems and songs”, Lao Bai listened this song of Chen Xiaoqi several times again and tasted this song carefully. Only then did I know that there was a big deviation from the previous ideas. The songs were filled with nostalgic, light sadness and Distant Fragrance of culture, which were as soft as lyric poems and went straight into the depth of my heart with shame. The sea breeze blows gently. After many years, the world under your feet has already changed. My memory seems to go back to the long time, those years, those past events, those simple and gentle friendship. Looking around, everyone has several favorite old songs hidden in their hearts. What is recorded in the old song is the youth that is hard to go back, and some people and things in those years. Through the net woven by years, when we sing softly, our thoughts have already flied back to the past. In fact, this song of Chen Xiaoqi is not intended to express that the boat has already flew, and the voice of the ape is still so warm and cheerful, but more to express that all the past events in the big waves have been found out, but I will treasure it forever, the emotion of that young sail is actually the best youth mark for a generation. However, every time we are deeply attached to these old songs, in fact, we are more filled with attachment and reluctance to the lost youth. Old songs are just a carrier, which is full of our beautiful emotional memories. The past heart, the tears, the back, the passionate youth are just like our attachment and memory of yesterday, today and today, why is it not the page we will not give up tomorrow? Thinking of a love poem written several years ago, it may match the lyrics of Chen Xiaoqi. The poem is called “my Harbor”, and now three paragraphs are extracted as the end of the article. The ship sailed out and the water flowed slowly. Looking back at you, I have been standing quietly on the other side of the coast. With a long cry, I felt a lot of sadness in my eyes. Since then, I have added a kind of yearning and expectation. When my voyage encountered countercurrent dangerous beach, when my Hull suffered from the heat and cold, I was fearless and calm. Because in my heart, I have a firm belief that you have become my harbor. My world will never be lonely again. No matter where I go, no matter how far I sail, I will not lose my way, let alone run aground in a foreign country. Your signal lighthouse will always illuminate my route.

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