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Nian Nujiao in leisurely writing Song Ci (Guo Dongting)

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    Author: Shi Yuchun

    Good mountains and good waters cannot but be included in the writings of poets and inkmen.  Without the continuous writing of poets and inkmen, it is difficult to see the intention and emotion beyond the true appearance of mountains and rivers; without the ever-changing and strange scenery of good mountains and rivers, it is impossible to show the literati's superb writing and broad mind.

    Dongting, this beautiful lake, has been depicted by so many literati, and so many famous lines have been made because of her.

    Meng Xiangyang's "Qi Steams Clouds and Mengze, Waves Shake Yueyang City.", as soon as he made a move, he was amazed.  It has been sung continuously for thousands of years, and it is still praised by people today.

    In Fan Wenzheng's famous poem through the ages, "I see the grandeur of my husband's Baling in a lake in Dongting.", about the charm of Dongting, it adds infinite color to "Yueyang Tower".

    Zhang Yuhu crossing the Dongting is another kind of scenery, which must be read carefully.

    The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and by the Dongting Lake, perhaps because of the moisture of the lake, or perhaps because of the mild climate in the southern country, the green grass is still eye-catching green.  Although there is no tenderness and pleasantness in spring, but with the richness and calmness of autumn, these grasses still give people a vigorous rising spirit.  Cao'er's figure is somewhat slender, but her roots are firm.  They stood quietly by the lake, never swaying, and there was no trace of the wind.

    The vast Dongting Lake is as large as 30,000 hectares.  The surface of the lake is as flat as a polished mirror, and there is no end in sight. The boat is in the lake, amidst the vastness, as if you are in the vast and boundless crystal wilderness.  As far as the eye can see, there is a world of water all around, bright and clear, white as silver.  Thoughts are flying, it seems that this is not the world, but a fairyland.  This is a world made of white jade, and this is a field paved by Qiong Yao.

    The faint moonlight reflected on the water.  The water and the moon are like close friends.  This month, the water surface is warmed with soft light and brightened with gentle light.  The jade brilliance on the water seems to be the love of the moon to the water.  Moonlight and water light complement each other, I am in you, and you are in me.  The long Milky Way also projects its slender body into the lake.  The Milky Way in the water and the Milky Way in the sky are so integrated that it is impossible to tell which is the real body and which is the phantom.  The water and the moon, the moon and the water, the lake and the sky, and the sky and the lake, are completely integrated into a perfect world, a complete world.  This world is the white jade world where the outside and the inside are integrated, the Qiongyao world where the inside and the outside are integrated, the glazed world where the upper and lower are integrated, and the crystal world where things are forgotten Everything is so peaceful, so gentle, and so connected.  Transparent, so unstained, so clear and clear

    The boat carried me and floated quietly on the water.  It seems that this boat and people are also natural embellishments, without any trace of carving.  The boat rested leisurely on the water, and my heart was as natural, as calm, and as clear as this situation, this scene, this scene What a wonderful experience, and what a wonderful feeling.  It is a pity that I can only comprehend this kind of life experience and perception of life, but cannot express it.  Therefore, at this moment, all the things in my heart cannot be described, spoken, or shared with you.

    Suddenly, I remembered the days when I was outside Wuling.  What an unforgettable time that was!  At that time, the only one who accompanied me and could communicate with me was the moonlight like water.  The lonely moon shines on me alone, the ground is full of brilliance, full of melancholy.  Even though there were all sorts of dissatisfaction in my heart, at that time, my heart was clear and pure.  Whenever I face the bright moon and the clear light, I always know that I have the same spirit as ice and snow: innocent and clean.

    After so many things, being able to swim on the quiet lake in this autumn night can be regarded as a kind of letting go of living up to nature, family and country, and self in life.  So far in life, think about it, I'm sorry, I probably only have my short sideburns, and as I get older, my sideburns are getting thinner and thinner.  When I think of this, I feel that the clothes on my body are a little thin.  In this autumn night, it is still a little cool.  There is an order and a pattern to the coldness and warmth of the four seasons, it is just a matter of adding or subtracting clothes.  When it comes to the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, it is very difficult to fathom. It changes with people, events, situations, and even changes.  Hey, forget it, I don't want these unsightly things.  In life, you have to be able to afford it and let it go.  The past has passed, and the storms of life have not overturned me.  Now, am I not wandering freely in this time and space where the sky is bright, the moon is bright, and the sea is calm?  Life is bumpy, but we still have to live steadily. This is my attitude towards life.

    Such a good month, such a big lake, such a beautiful scenery.  I really want to hold a banquet and invite all things in the world to be my guests.  I will use the sweet water of the Xijiang River as fine wine, and the Big Dipper as a wine spoon. I will scoop up all the water in the Xijiang River and let all the guests drink to their heart's content.

    Thinking of these, my heart is full of pride.  Looking around, there is no one except the moonlight and the lake.  I can only gently knock on the side of the ship and sing to my heart's content alone.  The melodious singing is floating between the lake and the sky, II have forgotten what night it is, and I don't need to know when it is now.

    Attached the original words:

    Nian Nujiao [Passing Dongting] Zhang Xiaoxiang

    The green grass in Dongting is approaching the Mid-Autumn Festival, and it is even less beautiful.  There are 30,000 hectares of Qiongtian in the jade world, and a leaf of my boat.  The moon is shining brightly, and the bright river is shining together, and the outside and inside are both clear.  Leisurely understanding, the beauty is hard to tell you.

    ? Ying Nian Ling Biao has been standing for many years, the solitary light shines on himself, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow.  The short temples are short, the breasts are sparse, the sleeves are cold, and the dark and empty are steady.  Take the Xijiang River as much as you can, pour the Big Dipper carefully, and make Vientiane your guest.  Knocking on the boat and whistling alone, I don't know what night it is.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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