I was already in the United States when Rumai came to China. When his inaccurate death came, I really didn't have enough tears, so I did it anyway.
Here comes the mourning poem. I'm naturally glad he's not dead. I got rid of the temptation of Dr. Columbia University and bought more than two ocean tickets.
I want to study hard with this 20th century Rothel. But when I arrived in England, I didn't know that things had changed: first, because he was here.
During the war, he advocated peace. Secondly, he divorced. Rousseau asked Cambridge to remove him from the list. He used to be a researcher at Trinity College.
His scholarship was also cancelled. After he returned to England, he stayed in London, and the husband and wife made a living by selling things. because
I didn't fulfill my original wish to learn this. I stayed at the London School of Economics and Political Science for half a year. I felt bored and wanted to change my way.
I met Mr. Dickinson. Dickinson is a famous writer. male
A letter from China (a letter from John Ziman) and a modern dinner conversation (modern)
Two pamphlets have won my admiration for a long time. I first met him at the table of the League of Nations Association in London.
Mr. Tian Lin Zongmeng gave a speech, and he was the chairman; The second time, I lived in Yu Meng and had tea with him. I will often go to his house in the future. He looked at it.
Out of my boredom, he suggested that I go to Cambridge. He himself is a researcher at King's College. I will write it.
I asked two colleges and replied that the quota was already full. Later, Mr. Dickinson went to his college for me and said, here.
I am a special student, and I can choose any subject and attend any class. From then on, I occupied the scenery of black square scarf and black robe. I've been here from the beginning.
Six miles from Cambridge, I rented a few cottages called Shaston in the country, where my ex-wife Ms. Zhang Youyi and I lived.
Guo Yu Shangjun Every morning I go to school by streetcar (sometimes by bike) and go home at night. It's spring, but
I'm just a stranger in Cambridge and I don't know anyone. Life in Cambridge can be said to have never been tasted at all, and I only know one.
A library, several classrooms, and three or two tea shops with cheap meals. Dickinson often lives in London or mainland China, so he also
I don't see him very often. That autumn, I went back to Cambridge alone for a whole academic year, and then I had the opportunity to get close to real Cambridge students.
Live, at the same time, I also slowly "see" to Cambridge. I have never seen such great happiness.
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"Loneliness" is an intriguing phenomenon. I sometimes think this is the first condition of any discovery. You want to meet your friends.
You need a chance to be alone with your friend's truth. If you want to find your true self, you must give yourself a separate chance.
If you want to see a place (as spiritual as a place), you must have the opportunity to play alone. Seriously, in our lives,
How many people can you know? How many places can you know? We are all in a hurry and have no chance to be alone. To tell you the truth, I don't even have mine.
I don't know much about my hometown. Cambridge, I think I have a good friendship. I may have a new understanding of Fei Lengcui again. Ah, that
Some mornings, those nights, I was alone in Cambridge! Absolutely lonely.
But how difficult is it for a person to write about his favorite object, whether it is a person or a place? You're scared, you
I'm afraid I'll ruin it. I'm afraid I'll get bored if I talk too much. I'm afraid I'll let it down if I'm too cautious. I want to write "Cambridge" now, which is exactly the case.
I didn't write my mind, so I know I can't write well this time-let alone improvise. But I can't.
No, the last notice has been sent out. I want to write in two sections: first, the natural scenery of Cambridge as I know it; One is me.
My understanding of Cambridge student life. I can only write very briefly tonight, and I'll make it up when there is a party later.
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The spirituality of Cambridge lies in a river; I dare say that He Kang is the most beautiful water in the world. The name of this river is granda.
(Granta), there is also a RiverGam, which may be divided into upper and lower levels. I'm not sure. There are many songs in the river.
Folding, the upstream is the famous Byron Lake-"Byron Pool"-where Byron once played; There is an ancient village.
It's called Grandest. There is an orchard. You can drink tea in the shadow of many peaches and plums. Flowers and fruits will hang in your teacup.
Birds will come to your table to peck, which is really different. This is upstream; Down the river, down from here, you can see the river.
Yes, it's a place for boat races in spring and summer. There is a dam at the junction of upstream and downstream. The water is urgent. Listen to the sound of water under the stars.
Hearing the sound of tired cattle and grass near the village is the most mysterious planting in my experience in Cambridge: the beauty, tranquility and harmony of nature.
Harmony unexpectedly drowned your soul in the tacit understanding of starlight and waves.
But the essence of He Kang lies in its middle strength, the famous "back", which is the building of several most famous colleges on both sides. from
The first is pembroke, St. Catherine, King, Claire, Trinity, St. John. The most unforgettable
Lian's location is the junction of Calea and Wang College, and the beautiful scenery of Calea is next to Wang's chapel.
Hong Wei. There are more beautiful and solemn buildings in other places, such as the Louvre on the Seine in Paris and the swindlers in Venice.
On both sides of many bridges, around the feileng Cuiweiwu Bridge; But Cambridge's "back" has its own specialties and is not easy to use.
To sum it up in one or two sentences, its artistic conception is beautiful and elegant, which can be said to be unparalleled and vigorous.
The extraordinary taste of music. Nothing is more harmonious and symmetrical than this group of buildings! On painting, only Connor can compare with it.
Field; On music, only Chopin's Serenade can match it. Even if it doesn't give you a vague impression, it does.
Your beauty is just a kind of spirituality.
If you stand in the shade of a big orange tree next to Wang's College, look out and cross a large shallow lawn on the right, that's us.
Friendship is not early, but its charm is undeniable, its pale stone.
The wall is full of colorful roses in spring and summer, swaying in the breeze, and then to the left is the church, a forest-like pavilion that can never be lost.
Pointing at the sky; On the left is Calea, ah! That incredibly exquisite square court, who said it wasn't Santa Caria?
Incarnation, that stone doesn't shine with her holy spirit? On the back of Calea, Cambridge is the most beautiful and expensive.
The proud Trinity College, whose library building faces the river, has an amazing statue of Byron.
But at this time, your attention has been called the magical photo of Calea Third Ring Bridge. Have you ever seen the Xiling Broken Bridge on the Bai Causeway of West Lake?
what's up (Poor them, who have long been razed by the automobile companies representing the ugly spirit of modern times, have now followed in the footsteps of the desolate thunder.
Stay away from others. You can't forget the mottled moss on the bridge, the antique wooden fence, and the lakes and mountains leaking under the bridge arch.
No? Calea doesn't have such a decent canopy, nor does it have a bird's eye view of the five old wonders compared with Guanyin Bridge next to Louxian Temple in Lushan Mountain.
Deep pools and waterfalls; It is just a small bridge with three-ring holes, and the bridge mouth is only covered with fine lines and scales.
The swaying trees, the rows of small white balls on the bridge and the white stones on the top of the Orchid Festival are just exaggerations on the head of the village girl.
Ornaments such as vanilla and wild flowers; But you look at it intently, more intently, and then you reflect on your state of mind and see that there is still a trace.
Is the vulgar idea of bread crumbs stuck? As long as your aesthetic instinct is immortal, this is your chance to realize pure beauty and magic!
But you still have to choose the time to enjoy it. The weather and climate in Britain are extremely bad. Winter is ridiculously bad and continuous.
In foggy days, you must go to hell itself without hesitation; Spring (there is almost no summer in Britain) is even more absurd.
Lovely, especially in the most gradual and gorgeous dusk in April and May, that is real gold. I went to one by the He Kang River.
Night is the tonic of the soul. Ah! At that time, I was very sweet, alone, very sweet and carefree. Night after night, I'm the only one
Staring at the western sky by leaning against the railing of the bridge:-Look at the quiet shadow of the bridge and count the ripples of mother-of-pearl: I lean against the stone.
Moss in the bar, moss cool through my heart; ..... There are several complicated scenes: How can it be as light as a hairspring? Difficult.
Forget the dusk in July, the trees in the distance are quiet, like a mountain shape with ink splashing, lined with soft colors, seven points yellow and three points orange and green, and then
The wonderful meaning can only be captured on the edge of Qiu Meng; . .....
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On both sides of the river are the most lush lawns that are evergreen all the year round. Looking from the alumni's upstairs, on the other side of the grassland, no matter in the morning or evening,
There will always be more than a dozen cows and white horses, and their calves and hooves are not in the weeds.
Chew quietly, the yellow flowers of the stars are turbulent in the wind, so you should brush them with your tail mane. At both ends of the bridge are reclining weeping willows and
The water in the orange shade is completely clear, less than four feet deep, and long strips of aquatic plants grow evenly. The lawn on the shore is my love again.
Pet, in the Qing dynasty, in the evening, I often go to sit on this natural brocade, sometimes reading books, sometimes watching water; Sometimes I look at the sky on my back.
When you are empty, sometimes you will embrace the gentleness of the earth.
But the river is not only beautiful on both sides, you buy a boat to play. There are more than one kind of boats: ordinary sculls and light ones.
Fast canoes have the most unique gondolas. The last one is not common elsewhere: about.
It is two feet long and three feet wide. You stand straight at the stern and walk with a long pole. This support is a technology. I'm so stupid, I always
Never learned. On the first attempt, it was easy to paddle the boat in the river and bump it around. It is not easy for English people to drive.
Laugh, but be careful of their silent wrinkles! I don't know how many times the leisurely order in the river has called me so reckless.
Amateurs make trouble. I really haven't learned it; Every time I try to rent a boat, I always have a white beard.
The boatman often sarcastically said to me, "Sir, it's difficult to shore up a boat, and it's hot and tired. Let's go for a walk in a canoe! " Werner
Ken obeyed, and the long pole pushed the boat away a little, only cutting off several sections of the river.
How effortless and beautiful it is for you to stand on the bridge and watch others help you! Especially on Sunday, there are several expert girls, all dressed up beautifully.
White dress, skirt fluttering in front of the wind, wearing a wide-brimmed tulle hat, the shadow of the hat trembling in the grass, you can see them.
Bridge opening's posture, twisting up a seemingly weightless long pole, only slightly inadvertently went to the wave heart, with a slight body emblem.
A squat, the boat rolled out of the shadow of the bridge and slid forward like a fish. Their agility and lightness are really worthwhile.
Must sing.
In early summer, the sun is getting warmer. You can buy a boat, row it on the bridge, read your books or dreams, and smell the fragrance of Sophora japonica.
Floating on the water, the swish of fish is teasing in your ear. Still in the early autumn dusk, near the cold light of the new moon, look up.
Run away in a quiet place. Lively teenagers carry their girlfriends on their backs and carry a pair of paper lanterns with words on them beside the boat.
Boxes, the center of the boat is covered with cushions, and they are also heading for uninhabited places to enjoy their wild happiness-who doesn't like listening to underwater music?
Describe the dream and spring scenery on the quiet river!
People who are used to city life are not easy to know the changes of seasons. When you see the leaves fall, you know it's autumn, when you see the leaves turn green, you know it's spring; Cold weather
In order to install the stove, the stove was dismantled when it was hot; Take off the cotton robe, put on the double robe, take off the double robe and put on the single robe; That's all. sky
The news of the stars, the news in the underground soil and the news of the wind blowing in the air are none of our business. Busy, busy here and there.
There are a lot of things, the transfer of stars, the rise and fall of flowers and plants, and the change of the situation. Who has the patience? Meanwhile, we complain about our lives,
Pain, boredom, restraint, boredom, who will admit that being a man is happy? Who doesn't curse life?
But the dissatisfied life is mostly because of self-help. I am a believer in life, and I believe that life is by no means most of us.
A few people just push from their own experiences. Our root cause is forgetfulness. People are born children, just like branches.
The first flower and bird is naturally a child, but unfortunately we are civilized people. Our entry into the WTO is as deep as a day, and we are as far away from nature as a day. left
Can flowers and plants in the soil and fish out of water be happy? Can you survive? From nature, we get our life; Congda
Naturally, we should share our continuous support. The swaying tree has no wrong roots, but goes deep into endless hiding places.
Are you online? We will never be independent. Happiness is that children never leave their mothers' care, and health is always close to nature.
People. You don't have to swim with deer, you don't have to go back to the "abode of fairies and immortals"; In order to cure the embarrassment of our current life, just "no"
The mild prescription of "completely forgetting nature" will bring us hope of relieving symptoms. Roll a few times in the grass and go into the sea.
Take a few baths and go to the heights to see the sunrise and the evening scenery-the burden on your shoulders will be relaxed.
This is a very superficial truth; Of course. But if I hadn't lived in Cambridge, I wouldn't have such confidence. I am here.
There is only one spring in life, which is pitiful. I have never wasted it. In that spring, my life was natural and I really enjoyed it.
Yes! Although it happened to be the most painful period in my life. At that time, I had plenty of leisure and freedom.
An opportunity for absolute independence. Strange to say, I seem to recognize the light of the stars and the moon, the green of the grass, the fragrance of flowers and the fragrance of running water for the first time.
Dear hospitality, can I forget the gift of early spring? How many mornings have I braved the cold alone and walked in the frost-covered Woods?
-Listen to the birds singing, look forward to the sunrise, look for the flowers waking up in the soil, and experience the most subtle and wonderful spring letter. Ah,
That's the new thrush trying its new sound on the endless green branches over there! Ah, this is the first little snowball flower to earn semi-frozen.
Ground! Ah, isn't this the new lonely wicker?
Very quiet, this water-soluble avenue, only the bell of the distant milk delivery car, dotted with the silence around here. Go along this avenue.
Go, go to the end, then turn into the path in the Woods and walk into the thick smoke. The shade of elm trees overhead passes through the branches, flickering.
A gloomy dawn; Further on, through this forest, Yuan Ye is flat at present, and you can see farmhouses and early green wheat fields.
Two arrow-shaped hills in the distance covered a passage. The horizon is foggy, and the sharp shadow is the temple near the village. Listen, then.
Xiao Zhong's soft and clear voice. This area is the plain among the gang, and the terrain is like light waves in the sea, silently undulating; These mountains are
Invisible, there are evergreen grasslands and fertile fields. Looking up at the mound, Cambridge is just a lush forest, which is popular.
Several elegant pavilions. The charming He Kanghe has disappeared. You can only imagine first-class simplicity with the brocade-like trees.
Cottage and Woods are the chess pieces of this website. There are huts that report good news and huts that provide good shade. This morning, it is time to watch cigarettes;
The fog gradually rises, uncovering the gray sky (preferably after a little dipping), and the kitchen smoke is from far to near, while wisps of silk are still flowing.
Tender branches, curly, brisk, late-heavy, thick gray, light green and pale, gradually enhance vitality in static state,
Gradually disappeared, as if it were a prayer to the people, swaying into the sky. Chaoyang is rare, and the weather is early spring.
But when it comes, getting up early is a great pleasure. For an instant, there was a thick morning tenderness around here. In an instant, your heart is split.
Moistened the glory of being born during the day.
The clear sky of "spring" victory seems to whisper in your ear. "Spring" your happy soul seems to echo there.
Waiting for the scenery on the river, there is news every day this spring. Care about the moss marks on the stones, care about the flowers in the rotten grass,
Concerned about the current emergency, the growth of aquatic plants, the clouds in the sky, and the songs of new birds. Timid little snowball
It is the messenger of Tan Chunxin. Lily of the valley and vanilla are the first joyful sounds. Gentle and graceful lotus, exquisite daffodils, lively Crocker.
Si, endure the hard work of dandelions and daisies-at this time, spring is already blooming in the world, so there is no need to ask again.
Grand spring conference. This is the time for your outing. Lovely road administration, it's no bigger than China, so it's not magnanimous.
Tao? Hiking is fun, but riding a spinning bike is even more fun. Cycling in Cambridge is a common skill. Woman, childish
The son and the old man are enjoying this round dance. I heard in Cambridge that spinning bikes are not afraid of being stolen, just for everyone.
There is a car, and no one wants to steal it. You can choose a direction, you can walk up a passage, follow the breeze of the grass and let the wheels go away.
Making you happy for half a day is a tonic for your soul. There is plenty of shade and beautiful grass on this road, so you can rest anywhere. you
Like flowers, here is a splendid grassland. You like birds. There are many skilled songbirds here. If you love children, this town
There are amiable children everywhere. If you love human feelings, many villagers here are not too far away. You can borrow it in the right place.
At night, there are yogurt and tender potatoes for you to have a full meal, and there are eye-catching fruits for you to taste fresh. If you love wine, every hope in this country is stored for you.
There are delicious new wines, dark beer is too strong, and cider and fan wine are all for quenching your thirst and moistening your lungs. ..... take a book and walk ten miles.
Choose a quiet place, look at the sky, listen to birds, read books, and dream with yourself on the grass when you are tired-you can imagine that it is more appropriate and affectionate.
A suitable pastime?
Lu Fangweng has a poem: "Call a swift horse to welcome the new moon, but enjoy the cool night"; This is the romance of being an official. I am here
Although there is no riding or sedan chair in Cambridge, I also have my romantic feelings: I often ride my car to meet the flat sky in the sunset.
The sun is rising. I can't catch up with the sun. I don't have the absurdity of Kuafu, but I stole the tenderness of the evening scene. have
Three or two experiences similar to painting are still vivid in my mind. Just watching the sunset, we usually only know how to climb mountains or go to sea, but
In fact, only the sky with wide ears is needed, and the sunset glow on the flat ground is sometimes just as magical. Once I rushed to a place and held hands.
The wall of a village is separated by a wheat wave to see the changes in the western world. Once, I walked to a wide avenue and passed by.
A large flock of sheep came back from grazing, and the huge sun shone on their backs with Hui Jin, but the sky was dark and You Lan.
In this dazzling light, I left a road and a group of creatures, and my heart suddenly felt the oppression of the opposite sex. I really knelt down.
Facing the golden light of Ran Ran. Once again, it is an unforgettable wonder, that is, facing an invisible vast grassland.
Poppies with brilliant red flowers are graceful in the grass, like thousands of golden lights. It is a strange illusion that the sun shines obliquely from brown clouds.
Purple, transparent, can't stare. Suddenly, in my dazzling field of vision, this meadow became ... stop talking, say it.
You don't believe it either!
It's been over two years, Cambridge. Who knows my homesickness? I can't think of anything else I just want the evening when the clock is shaking.
An empty field, leaning alone on the soft grass, watching the first big star appear on the horizon!