Like a still stay there, enjoying the morning the golden sun, the rosy sunset Yu cloud, and round, lack of moon.
Like smell exhausts cool breeze, and it brings the victorious the flowers. Like to appreciate the flowers and elegant smile, spring of popular YangHua, the shade the rustling rain sound, the swallow when the letters home whispering.
Happy, making a cup of Chinese tea, while product, on either side YouWan to miss once appear natural and unrestrained creature. The illustrious patroness of YaoYe red, QingSi, at the same time pearls, but also easy to shake a.
A silence of time, will bring clarity of slow to the brain. To stay in primitive stage thoughts, let it is boundless to wander. If take off a mad creature, as well as the cloud serene. Where to go is lithe and graceful. Free and unrestrained.
Still have, opposite and beauty or friends each other and sit, appreciate each other's bright eyes, bridge of the nose, clean-cut squashy cherry. But in my heart empty unreal goo, constantly have elegant beautiful words fall from heaven. I think of the "/", "the gardener set" verse: "the spring has done farewell....... Now with the burden of faded futile flowers, but I wait and linger." "In July YinYu of concentrated Yin, with secret steps, thou walkest, silent as night, eluding all the watchman." "If you don't speak, I will endure it, in your silence to fill my heart."
Suddenly, once his heart, to clear up Xiao but cheerful. Eating a bite of qing Ming again, and all are heavy sense buried in the bottom of my heart.
Like to read the poem. My heart palace, the supreme. Read the master's poem, is like a medal Yi slowly melt in the mouth sweet, sweet feeling of all over it. Whether the mouth, the brain, the eye also sweet get discerning, glittering and translucent get rid of general. Secondly, the position should be to poems. Her poems I also read for times, to snatch, I also floating in the countries of the land. Sing their poetry, for me the wine for delusion, and Ian bitter wine, also want to wait a moment. I taste with the poetic flavour, can go to a drink a cup and a bottle of wine to explain the meaning of the poem.
The deserted lonely upon me, and I was once stretch for many times of ideas, and walk into the palace of only I can feel.
I'm in the bookstore shelves turn searched my favorite books. Suddenly, such as the wind blows of to a let us give staggering, she bigly and dignified, beautiful and beautiful. Her elegant look attracted people of reading a book. I didn't think of that in our city will have so of outstanding person.
Her sweet voice with asked: "excuse me," / "have the, the gardener set", "birds set"?" We feel she is QingChengQingGuo, a polite intellectual women.
My eyes met her, she is very polite nodded, and also with bright smile, this elegant demeanor that I admire pole. Later we are very good friends, yi. We often together to discuss the poetry. Her memory stronger than me, that he can recite article after article the birds gathering ", this to my props to the great, I have also been her guidance, can also freely recite a or half of the article. I also love poem to tagore to the depths.
I like the inner-mongolia left the also have the source. I get the favour of yi, he sent me a book of the poem inner-mongolia left the tape, the country QiaoZhen and DingJianHua read lips together. I enjoy their music poetry is in a the rustling rainy night. And with soothing drizzle, listen to the kingdom into the mouth bead jade disk voice, I forget all of the world, totally indulge in the artistic conception and sonorous have the intoned in. Beauty acme, chi to acme.
I silly investment to the poem, "a flowering tree", "the road", "qilixiang", "" the bride", my mind as they went to the inner-mongolia left the home of the young men, appreciate her QiChu RouChang of. Listened, tears spilled undershirt. Outdoor line rain, I your eyes in tears. Whether it is people, all be moved.
My excitement, he don't understand "I like in a faraway spring afternoon" date, why can't keep the appointment. And forty years later but a review: "young you are still waiting for I was in desperate have place look about" let a person RouChang to break. Opinion, not out of the appointment unexpectedly is beautiful, influenced many people heart.
I think these masters the atmosphere, carefree and artistic conception, maybe will influence generations, the influence of the development of literature history. Because they have history, with the future.
The thoughts of the quiet and beautiful such as the light smoke cloud the same dense and health, a man sat on the couch of faces a window, can what would like to, also can what all not to think about. A free kingdom, no one can set me thinking. As well as the joys of my childhood, as well as my boyhood ignorant, I bring eternal joy.
Quiet and beautiful silence, like a deep pool no waves without molecules in the clear water, the surface looks very calm, but have the undercurrent. It's green wave can mirror my reflection, it contains the depth of my deep. I will translate into a fish swam in the clear water of caught.
Own a cloud of music, "cloud belongs to the sea dragon thousand cubits; the snow with a group of crane hollow." Indulge in silent Cambridge, everything will be the shape and clear and white.
Friends, don't you never had this kind of feeling? Don't you want to in the world of mortals rolling world belongs to you for the quiet and beautiful?
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