Actually, it’s a beautiful night

I didn’t go out for a long time. I was imprisoned in a square inch and could only look up at the sky, the Sun and the moon calmly. At a rainy moment, I deeply felt the hostility and friendliness of the world. The ups and downs were like the bamboo forest in the wind and rain, silently beside the rockery and rocks, dancing the flying flowers and lights with the weakness of bamboo. Having no mood to see the landscape and countryside, I really touched the ripples of water and the edges and corners of stone. He always turns a blind eye to the surroundings, even turns a blind eye to them through the distant distance. But at this time, walking quietly along the boundless Willow, I felt a little strange. How long it had been, I was busy like a spinning top, spinning in the hands of the West. The wharf of Huaihe River is hazy, and the mountain forest on the other side can no longer be distinguished. In the twilight, the ships floating on the water slowly went away and soon disappeared in the fog. It’s not because of the sea. The lights in the distance began to light up. The lights of vehicles coming and going on the dam were white and red. On the soft soil nearby, flowers and plants are still there, and the white flowers are a little fuzzy in winter. I haven’t been so close to nature for a long time. I’m just busy, even the lights of the city are so far away! Because it was too late, there were no fishing boats, fishermen and birds. Standing on the river bank, walking on the river bank, clouds and smoke are still rising in the night sky. I went out for a walk alone to get some air, and I felt very cool. There are not too many people around, so I guess it’s because of having dinner. Looking back, behind him was an open background with rows of tall buildings, like competing for favor. A person, although perched in a forest, often heard the sound of birds and wind, but used to, everything is the sounds of nature! High buildings rose one after another, but they were not so real. The colorful lights on each high building start to flicker from the top floor to the ground, colorful, like Crystal, and like the waterfall of lights, flying from top to bottom. The lotus pond in the community has disappeared, and only the wooden board bridge still rings the sound of stepping feet, which is like the echo of empty valley. A tall building, with snowflakes floating, crystal clear, is clearly the shadow of the lamp. In the lamp, several enchanting women appeared, carrying delicate small bags one by one, walking towards the tall building with snowflakes floating. Because of Curiosity, on the north side of the road, there were several rainbow-like lights in the horizontal sky, which were green for a while, purple for a while, and red for a while. It was suspected that there was a stadium, but I had never been there, and I was still. After living for so long, I didn’t even know that there were many advantages in the neighborhood. A little ashamed, obviously ignorant! Walking along the ten miles long street, it was very quiet around. There are two couples coming from the opposite side occasionally. They are intimate and warm. I feel very warm! In the cultural square, of course, it is not cold and cheerless. The dancers in daily life don’t know where they are now. But people seem to gather slowly, just like Mountain Springs gathering in deep pools. Under the white tent, there was a beautiful erhu, accompanied by the wonderful local opera with four sentences. Sporadic adults and children were paddling the pedal aside. Walking back, facing the people who went out, the idleness was no less than the idle clouds and wild cranes. Each building has different lights, which set off each other, just like the pastoral landscape, which is close to each other. Nature can’t achieve the unity of man and nature. On the climbing platform of Bagong Mountain, there is no feather. The long breeze is still telling the achievements and experiences of history! You can’t come and go leisurely like Ba Da Shan people, and you can’t indulge yourself in something carefree. For the needs of life, in order to clean up the dirt inside and outside your body, you also need to bear the rising and rising burning pain. In the night, a person is like a petal floating in the bustling light. Maybe facing the beautiful scenery, you can forget the moment, soul and language that are not beautiful. Those self-righteous nobility and those light and graceful sleeves will open people’s eyes and make them too busy. But in any case, it cannot be as clear as water and bypass the mountain like water. You can endure tolerance, be silent, and be unscrupulous. In fact, the night is very beautiful. In such a sleepless night, you will always be awakened by some stabbing pain and shocked by some joy. Maybe night is a good time to hide filth, but some things can be opened and scattered like Epiphyllum in silent night.

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