The song of the vertex at the gaza, with the white clouds drift into my heart together.
Rivers have months writing, such as namucuo general pure water of the lake, reflecting the white cloud shadow.
I have been to Tibet, I said I
past the holy, into the heaven. Heaven is what kind of, I be afraid the
hands of the pen is too light tracing out feeling, just simply write
down. Read the article I seldom he, only wish to read with me to the
road, gave me such a conclusion: is too short. I silence admit, I said
we go again, he smile, I also smiled. This time, the words of the
rivers, a "BaiYunSheng" brought I have entered into the paradise of the
scene.
"BaiYunSheng, BaiYunSheng place is not home. This process is destined to be a FuGuangLveYing."
The
authors do not know, with her this sentence words, my reading is also
easily. BaiYunSheng place, why does to? A dream to go, dreams will wake
up, as specialists, the song of a fall, and we will see reality bright
sunshine, see tea are sweet into indoor light along the road of the
float out of the window, clear, and outside the window to float about the winter snow.
So,
I don't have to think, with in the author's behind him, don't let her
see my existence. The authors say what, I believe what, she feels, I
can smile up quietly.
I and the author together, see snowy peaks and
some in the near side XueLi. Rivers rare snow, I was common, she was
born in the south, I was in north, her eyes novel, "fall in the palm,
fell to the top of the mountain is the spring of the leaves of the cool
and refreshing, cool and refreshing." The sun came out "shallow, pink,"
that can't see the shape
of the snow. And I had this as the background of heaven, thought, in
the reality I nearby of the snow falls, finally also came to heaven,
and cast aside all the color may affect the tail gas, noise, and clear
my strange and at home, I took my familiar feeling to taste the human
landscape of pure after filtering. But, fine article rivers of
sentence, perhaps I upside down the end of come and go and start,
originally, many years, my sight of snow from the plateau is actually
the snow area heaven.
I was happy that plateau above before and
after the yellow house YouCaiHua, somehow for those who purple of large
areas of flowers and care, and because of that both sides road see
flowers and easier, I think the author and I have love for those who spend as the scene.
The
authors said "in the flower sfumato, hidden dwellings simple, the fence
circle peace their cattle and sheep and vegetables, green HuangQing
yellow grass out into the hill, white clouds and wood smoke in the air.
True, feeling as near the white clouds like this from walk by and from
his feet rise, roll a rolling up to the sky to......." And remember,
she said, the BaiYunSheng place is not home, but this does in between
the white clouds waiting quietly who steps ah, who it is??? "More than
ten miles of road walked for hours, still dragging a cow dung in
plateau. Feet walking very tired, I walked, he thought of lie down,
with a cow." The direction of the house only, just can have so hard to
walk, perhaps BaiYunSheng place, is deep inside the hidden most desire
house......
Read the text rivers, such as to be read as
if people are in landscape will forget everything from the original
text of feeling, and waking just know is the words give oneself can not
escape journey is the feeling.
"The jokhang temple, someone in the
sun, someone in oil, someone in selling kowtow, someone in the
bullpen......" These describe my eyes again emerge before the jokhang
temple scene. So also as if the bajiao street with the author of the
hidden dwellings, "a woman in the row poker, several men and women in
the drink, a faint light pipe to hang. September 4 o 'clock in the
afternoon sunshine through two thick on the window of the door as to
come in, spotting light enough, fireworks as blurred. Sit down in the
corner, by the window, eat a cup of of barley wine......"
Experience
with all this, are more like the author that: "... we can take a long
time, Lhasa sunshine long, we can make a lot of time."
Yes, what a beautiful time, if can take a long time, I would also like to, but life is not static.
For
example, the placid namco lake, fingers into the water, is cold, cold
stimulation how can anyone still? And that of the running of the
Tibetan antelope, the static will it mean?
The author has said his
rivers on the grass and breaking a flower can be amazing people, in
addition to the author has a kind heart outside, I think this BaiYunSheng place of the scene, also is the cause of the DieQi wowing wwe.
I've
been in the train stops short of that a moment, take railway side a
tree dugu floret, this is heaven, I think so, and so the beauty also
unusual. Across the window, the light drizzle under severe of the sky
is gray, gray sky grassland is still green, the flower is caught in the
middle of the subgrade with luck, it is also the survival of soil mixed
with lots of stones. Must want to come near it, I do not deny. So,
here's heaven, is want to home? If you don't want to be, because you do
not believe, because the distance makes all good eager to become weak.
I
took the train to come and go, a long day, close your eyes, saw the
train flow, the flow of grassland, and the flow of the heart-counting
the next is likely to come day, collect floating in this long above the
holy moods, ready to collect carefully.
BaiYunSheng place is home,
because once desire, walk through today, and tomorrow will be cared
about, again a tomorrow and will walk, only home would have so forever
charm, leave the intentional rotary, the dream of XiangGu
frequently......
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