Near scenery

On Sunday, the autumn wind is cool, and the golden chrysanthemum is fragrant. It has been rainy for several days, and now it is sunny, the temperature is pleasant, there is no sun, and it is suitable for traveling. Without surfing the Internet, I drove through the suburb of Pudong to the countryside. Open the window slightly, let the cool wind blow through the hair tip, and gently touch the skin through the pores. It feels really good. The green crops in the field and the fruits on the branches in the orchard gave me a heavy sense of satisfaction, while the vast wilderness was like a deep sorrow, 1.1 point latent to heart, become the fall of background. When passing through those busy fields and villages, the mood is always the unspeakable emotion. I like those fields full of crops, the gentle and bright sunshine, and the sound of rustling when wheels run over the road. A magpie with a long tail flew past. Several tired old cows came over and pulled a tractor full of stalks to the main road from there. The lush trees along the road, tall branches, green leaves, Big Pink, white, yellow flower clusters compete for dazzling; Take a deep breath of fresh air, breeze blows, the dry and fragrant air is mixed with a hint of fragrance of wild flowers. A large area of dense bamboo forest appeared in front of us. The bamboo is green, and its root is strong and straight, and it goes straight into the sky. Stop the car and walk into the bamboo forest, touching the smooth and bright trunk of the oil, as if walking into the painting, looking up at the sky, a white cloud hanging in the blue sky. Relaxed and comfortable. Through the bamboo forest, there is a small and exquisite stone arch bridge across the two sides of the river in front of a curved river. There are several suburban farmers on the bridge, several low houses under the bridge, and an old couple is winding leisurely, there is a happy smile on my face. There is a sense of elegance in the water village in the scenery, and a layer of simplicity and ancient meaning is added. Climb up the stairs and sit down on the pier. Looking at clear water. The sun shines on the river, sparkling, as if entering a dream world. Near dusk, a round and big sunset was hazy, as if there was a layer of mist, and as if there were light smoke floating. Fields, villages, rivers and stone bridges are lined with high blue sky and white clouds with extraordinary elegance, which is really like a beautiful ink painting. See sunset 1.1 point sink. The wind blows from behind, with the peculiar mud flavor of autumn, blowing from behind, blowing away my exhaustion. People often complain that there are no places of interest here, but I always feel that beautiful scenery can be seen everywhere. In fact, there is no lack of places of interest in Pudong. There are artificial Oriental Pearl and expo halls, and there are also many natural ones. One of my classmates lives in Jinan, but he has never climbed Qianfoshan. When she asked her why, she was very strange: So Broken Mountain, what is there to climb? If you want to climb, you have to climb Mount Huangshan or Emei. Coincidentally, there was a friend from Jiujiang who had only been to Mount Lu once. He said: Mount Lu is right there. Let’s talk about it when we are in a mood or free time. Can not help but am dumb. Maybe the distance produces beauty, or the nearby scenery, because of familiarity, there is no distance, but it is vague, losing the proper judgment, as if turning a blind eye after aesthetic fatigue. Under such circumstances, if you have been in Huangshan or Emei for a long time, you will not feel beautiful. Maybe life is too busy, so I forget to look up around. I don’t know when the leaves turn yellow and green, and it will not produce any emotional changes for the tiny clouds in the sky or the ripples in the pond. This kind of dullness of perception has become the leaf that blocks the window of mind. There are also those who walk forever, who are full of desire for wandering around the world alone, but have no time to take care of the scenery around them. In fact, no matter how far or near you are, as long as you walk in, landscape can cultivate and comfort you. In fact, everything has nothing to do with the landscape. If this heart is carefree everywhere, a tree will also become a landscape, and a piece of grass is the world. I didn’t understand it before. I always thought that the most beautiful scenery was far away. If it was too close, there would be no scenery. I admired the distant mountains and believed that only keeping a distance could I not lose the scenery in my eyes. Being too close and knowing too much often disappointed. Now I understand that the scenery around me can also be beautiful. It will not let you go just like those places of interest, just like a pilgrimage; It is waiting there silently, just like waiting for a tacit understanding and mutual understanding. I was not surprised when I met him. It seemed that everything was doomed; If I missed it, I would know there would be another chance. You can’t be too deliberate or forced to find the beautiful scenery around you. Where you stop, the scenery remains in your heart, but in other people’s eyes, it may be plain; Similarly, even the places of interest have become like fairyland in countless descriptions, if you can’t find the feeling that fits deep in your heart, you may also go to the famous mountain and return empty. I also thought, where is the scenery? What you see in your eyes is not your own heart! Even if it was the same Yueyang Tower, the sad people seemed to be full of sensual rain, while the people who were satisfied with it would inevitably be jubilant when facing the wind. After all, there are only a few sages who can not be pleased by things or sad by themselves. After reading 24 poems, I like the scenery description most. The literati who appreciated the rain hut, the quiet people who read poems without hats, were willing to go down and down. They didn’t have a word, and they were all romantic. Like the light of chrysanthemum, like the bright beauty full of peach and plum, I teach you to think over and over again, the flowing water today, the predecessor of the bright moon. There is a feeling of long-lost, waiting for a detailed search, but in the memory of the disappeared, waving has been violated. My generation of laymen can only sigh the fallen flowers and grieve the passing water, which is also caused by their temperament and is understandable. 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