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If it is a white elder who must float to like the continent. Then, perhaps the Jinglu is its clever, lovely son. Liking the continent, I look like a leaf in the wind. With blow, ask, drift, sunshine that have one's heart filled with, make my heart full of making warm. Stroll on continent crooked tunnel of liking, careless to walk, come mirror in front of the door of hut.
Dali in the jar
If liken the Jinglu to a small courtyard liked in the ancient town in the continent, the jar seemed to put in the courtyard in Dali. Placing oneself in it by the jar, I stand still for a long while with fixed attentionly quietly, fear in the jar that calm surface of water lifts a silk great waves.
Peace and quiet water, because its height in the jar, make me unable to use the sight overlooked, see its bottom clearly. Dali is in fact exactly like this. Think in Dali famous (the tablet of Dehua of Nan Zhao) quietly In " from ancient times in I and last official that does not betray today, Chinese it is. Each carry greedy work well today, want, cause, have to put down you while being supreme. Dare to announce to emperor's weather thick soil I presented China with respect last generation, sealed awarding tiredly. The descendant holds and belongs to it. If Tang envoy come, can mean tablet bath crime, I of Fu, too " Meaning,imperial court on it is this it is at stretches of land modest. In the capacity of persons who overcome, the corpse burying and fighting the vanquished. With the immortal stone tablet, have shown one's own yearning for calm life.
The jar is in my eyes, is such calmness all the time. Welcome the face like tidal wave year after year in the hotel communications centre of the western regions of the Yunan Province as the foreigner always on the move in Dali, see the hasty figure off year after year. I stand by it for a long time, in the head is a blank after being very infatuated. It is this jar of water, float out one deep and remote and far Dali - -On those wooden shelves of edge of the jar, the cloth hung down, perhaps was still oozed in this jar of water not long ago, immerse in the intelligence of a nationality, that blue and green background, pure white pattern, it is declared and bred that it seems to be one period life, declare publicly a kind of yearning, and this kind of yearning, so long as it can insist on,it is the too high to reach since it is can't issue and. Only the dust in this world, will let people injured, or injure others.
The well known plinth of Dali, is bluish white too, decorated on the hall, reveal the occupant's grade. The ones that held the temple are high, can produce silt and does not dye. And is produced in the folk pure white cloth, by way of tie dyeing, after contaminating in this jar, appear come out blue and green white, attach to village wild people on one's body, show one firmness and pliable and tough personal integrity too. Only in Dali, will just only favour bluish white to this kind. Just think, stay in this big dye vat of this world, how many people come in nakedly and pure white, the rust mark leaves away full of stains or spotsly. Only this dye vat of Dali, the pure white cloth is put in, it is still that slices are simple and simple and elegant and blue and green and white to take while coming out,
The soul rocks by the jar, nearer and nearer, farther and farther. I stand there, feel indistinctly, someone is going over constantly behind, have met my front pieces of Chinese jacket because of carelessness. And I, like an old monk who joins ĥE all the time, do not move for a long time. Yes. In this world, I have, let one's own soul time of quieting down for a moment while being very difficult already. Hurriedly, flash and pass, at this moment, I only want to consider in life: What is pursued on earth, what is taken notice of on earth. Really what is got? When I play the conversation in a gay manner, when I am self-satisfied, when I wander in the towns and villages all over the country, is it clean that while keeping heart?
The jar, if you are willing, clock dusk of morning when I would like to regard you as my heart happiness, remind me how to go to experience good and evil, how to go to adhere to innocence.
Deep and remote well in the courtyard
The courtyard of the Jinglu, is like a deep and remote and far ancient song, is taking the baffled sorrow. In this narrow courtyard, I find suddenly, there is an ancient well.
I firmly believe, the well is living. Jinglu is in the courtyard,above for Chinese wisteria to cover wall up,nearby for every one, already drums wear-out, the well along the edge, and is dripped the water mark that has been spilt. It is moist that perhaps has received well water, those Chinese wisteria grows and follows one's bent, the fascinating green purpose that pour in the blade, have attracted visitors' attention, is bearing the weight of too much praising and is explained. And this well with peaceful mouth, with the fresh water in its chest, have brought up a generation of monobasic residents again in the adjacent place
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Say mother's breast is the symbol of the true love. Been grown up by the person who is fostered, has left the homeland, mother's once energetic breast has just withered gradually. And this well at the moment. So long as there are barrels that are fetching water, will have water to squirt from the bottom hole forever, and eternal limpid, cleaning. The well is on so existence all the time, it is overjoyed because of hanging down lowering of the barrel not to have. It is extremely mournful and sad because of people's leaving not to have. Many years later, the black hair became the gray hair, mother lost the breast of the meaning of feeding and passed taking her, unless well also here, here also in well water,well along at impression,that witness only periods of long time not merely.
This courtyard, has been destined to become one to let the person sit quietly in the place to ponder. In this courtyard, my state of mind has not left this old deep and remote well all the time, that turn tongue Chen of pitch black borehole wall into already, that moist through whom soul does not may feel only
溜冰.
Someone comes in from the small door, has brought the wind, I see the Chinese wisteria by the well, the leaf is rocking gently. I am unable to let time stay. Stand up and step and go out the threshold, getting quiet behind in the courtyard.
Window lattice on the incomplete wall
The deepest place of the Jinglu, lie in a vacant lot, under the shining of moonlight, quiet and faraway. When I reach the Jinglu, have already removed the weed on the vacant lot, has spread the ceramic tile. In the middle of vacant lot, are putting a shabby fishing boat, is hanging and forcing the open lantern red on the mast - -The vacant lot of monoblock looks like miniature Erhai Lake, the ripples are not amazed by
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Depending on the ship board gently, I see the old wall around the vacant lot, through the eroding of years, have lost the color at the beginning originally. Watching that unsettled stone that wants to fall on the wall attentively, I am full of thoughts, they and old wall are just like the couple of the declining years correctly, have to separate with aging of the human body
瑜伽課程.
See the quiet window lattice on the old wall again in an instant. Recall lofty and steep in the pastly, how many figures are flickered behind it. Remember Lao She Mr. make one article to entitled as " Yunnan competent to write while being short ", article there is such section that is described: "It is really a miracle to like the continent. I can not remember, some remote places abroad, have seen such a honourable town. Enter into the town, it seems to be to reach Cambridge of Britain, running water flows everywhere by the street. As soon as go out, can wash the vegetables and do washing, and flow and die dirtily at the same time at once. The street is very neat, the shop is numerous. There are libraries, set up the marble memorial archway in front of the hall, the word gilded; There are police offices. As the imposing dwelling and spacious courtyards of Royal Palace, all carve the roof beam and draw the column; There are a lot of ancestral halls, all splendid too. Less than 0.5 kilometers, it is Erhai Lake. It is high mountains to be less than five 3 kilometers. There is such a town city between the mountains and rivers, it is really the Land of Peach Blossoms! " The Jinglu was once the place where splendid that like the continent the most " ', this was facing the window of the Jinglu imposing dwelling and spacious courtyards, should witness the prosperity of the Jinglu
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After keeping quiet for many years, the Jinglu is getting lively slowly, skirt skirt of the visitors of all corners of the country stroked the threshold of the Jinglu, the lens is changing the mural painting that the angle has aimed at the Jinglu again and again, eyes after the sunglasses do not give up leaving away on the exquisite carving for a long time. And the window lattice outside this old wall, is still staring with its reticent look.
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