Lotus collected all the leaves in its field, some floating in the water, some leading high branches and dancing in the wind. Water is a green wave, lotus is a green screen, stretching for ten miles, ten miles-can not help but remind people of Liu Yong's first sentence: "Ten miles of lotus, Sanqiu Guizi." Ten-mile lotus, I thought I would never see such a scene again, but in Huangqiao, this simple extravagant hope became a reality.
I don't know what to call this water area. Let's call it a lake. Not that deep, but more meaningful than a pond. The winding wooden bridge spans this water area, from one shore to the other, as if connecting reality and dreams. Walking on a wooden bridge is like dreaming. It's green. The wind blows on the face and wants to "feather into immortality", but "the spring face does not contain willow wind" This is not a breeze, but a lotus leaf breeze.
A piece of green, every piece of green has vitality, just like us young and energetic people, haven't we ever jumped? I can clearly see them dancing, jumping unevenly and swaying in the wind. The wind has no fixed direction. When my eyes focused on this lotus flower, it seemed ungrateful and deliberately provoked me, and it was trembling. This piece, that piece, they will extend my eyes ten miles, ten miles, "fragrant water", that water, leisurely at the bottom of the leaf, it is afraid of the heat, but also proud of the coolness in which it lives. Every leaf reflects light. This youthful vitality is to welcome the arrival of the sun. With photosynthesis, they can have a nice meal, which is the growing season. It won't be long before they get fat.
Yes, I have seen Zhu Qing in the blue waves, the tall Guanyin statue; Yes, in this holy lotus pond, how can there be no foil from the Buddha? It's a man. He doesn't fit the beauty of this lotus pond. He must be a woman, so as to bring out the exquisiteness here. Pray, she helps the poor; Pray, let our hearts be as thorough as this land. Guanyin knelt on one side, she was not serious, she was kind, she smiled and looked back at us, she was kind. Just like this gentle water town, it nourishes your skin and spirit.
"Wow, there are wild ducks in the water!" When they caught my eye, my heart trembled, but it suddenly became clear. This vast waters, this natural paradise, how can there be no wild ducks? Freedom, wind and rain, two, swimming around and rippling.
The waters in front of us are vast. Only aquatic plants and dense aquatic plants. It can be called swamps and wetlands. Is this a kind of Wang Lian place? However, at this time, it is still ready to dive into the water.
Now to sketch, not necessarily the peak of the lotus, but now it is quite good. The light green of the lotus is intoxicated. I have smelled its elegant lotus fragrance with the smell of wind.
It will be sunny on Friday, May 24th.
We chose to go boating today, but it's a little hot. I am glad that the old farmer who guards the lotus is willing to guide us. He also regards us as tourists here. We are also tourists.
"You have scenery to see and we have work to do." When we mentioned the eco-tourism of Huangqiao, the old farmer told us. He is very happy. I can see optimism in his yellow and black face under his straw hat. His smile-happy smile-is very penetrating. I seem to see people who lived by fishing in those days. They were dissatisfied with the local bullying, petitioned many times, and finally got the "Constitution Monument". And that stone tablet has stood for hundreds of years, which has blessed the people of Huangqiao with plenty of food and clothing for hundreds of years.
Fish is the main business of Huangqiao people, just as the old farmers in the south are to rice and the old farmers in the north are to wheat. There must be fish under these lotus leaves. It would be a pleasure to catch one and cook the supernatant in the kitchen pot. I like fish, but I like fish with clear water and clear soup. Add soybeans, garlic and eggs and cook. My mother once told me, "It's better to have soup than fish."
The boat sailed on the waterway and walked among the lotus leaves. We can get close to the lotus, touch it and smell it.
At this time, only the boat is moving, because it is so hot that we think the Dutch are still. Ok, several ladies brought umbrellas in advance on the boat, so we men can borrow the lights.
The sound of rushing water shakes the lotus and the water flows through the lotus leaves. The green of the underwater lotus leaves has been kept fresh in the "flowing refrigerator". Green-light green, bright green and green are not enough to describe it, because it still has life, jumping life.
This waterway was opened in advance. It is conceivable that this is a road reserved for cruise ships, and both sides of this road are covered with lotus leaves.
Hundreds of years ago, farmers fished here, and hundreds of years later, farmers fished here, but they have a sideline, this tourist ecological park. This is the spring breeze of the times, and this is also the wisdom of Huangqiao people-"You have scenery to see and we have work to do."
Several ladies can't help falling in love with lotus flowers. They pick lotus leaves and play with them. But I can't stand it. Although I love lotus, I can't bear it to wither at the fastest speed. I like it to grow in the water forever, and I can enjoy it from time to time.
"Moonlight on the Lotus Pond", the name of this park, is now called "Lotus Pond Sunshadow". Come here, in this boundless lotus pond. However, I think the lotus pond in the moonlight is difficult to copy in the works of our group of literati.
Fish, I really "saw" fish. It's too hot. They came to the coast to have a rest. When they heard the sound of water, they turned and swam to the deep water. At the moment when they turned around in shock, I heard a loud underwater sound, which showed that this was a fat fish.
……
Youyou, Youyou, everything is still.
for a long time ...
On the wooden bridge over there, a group of tourists passed by, including three or two beautiful girls holding umbrellas, like green lotus in clouds and white clouds. I only see her, the girl who is alone and facing the lotus. She is daydreaming. Her white skirt is like a blooming lotus, and she is on cloud nine. Isn't she the flower in the lotus? The lotus is in bloom. The wind blows the waves and the green reflects the clothes.
for a long time ...
I heard their laughter and the cheerful laughter of the tourists.
for a long time ...
Everything is still, everything is still. ...
On Saturday, May 25th, it was cloudy.
This is the third day in Huangqiao, and I will leave tomorrow.
I am familiar with the language of lotus geomantic omen during the day these days, so I choose to go boating tonight. Several gay men in the same trade said that my head was not normal. They would rather rest in the hotel, and they are tired after running in Huangqiao all day.
I insist on coming out because I don't think I can miss this rare trip to Holland, which is also a kind of nostalgia, but it is very comfortable to go out for a walk after being tired.
I walked slowly on the wooden bridge, and the evening breeze brushed my face, making me softer than during the day. It's cloudy today. It's rainy all day. At this time, I thought of Moonlight on the Lotus Pond again. Unfortunately, there is no moon tonight. But Mr. Zhu Ziqing never imagined that there was no moonlight in the lotus pond, but neon lights were everywhere. He gave me the same "Leaves of Tian Tian", and looking at the neon lights carefully in this silence made me feel that they were scattered stars on earth. The rest can be ignored, but the wooden bridge at the foot is enough to make people daydream.
There is no feeling in wood, so poetry is displayed in the lotus pond, but it is not a straight bridge, but a curved bridge, which adds to its charm.
At this time, I really wanted to go boating, so I followed the trajectory of the day to find the docked ship.
I didn't expect to meet a like-minded person on the boat, Zhang Mo. She has been here for a long time. She said she was afraid of rowing and happened to meet me. Now I can give her a ride.
Slipping off the boat, it sailed along a specific waterway. The lotus in front of me has turned black at the moment. Of course, the constant is its lotus fragrance. The waterway is eighteen bends, driving in the lush lotus. Occasionally, we stop the boat, let it swing, and then continue to sail. It seems that there are many beautiful songs about water floating in my ears, and the rhythm is so beautiful and moving.
Another scene is my chat with Zhang Mo. We talked about each other's future, love and marriage. However, the topic is always touched. I wonder if she likes me. I know she is an excellent girl. However, I have always buried an unknown love in my heart. I really want to talk to people, but I have always been very conservative, hiding my inner pain. I can't tell her.
It's raining gradually. If I am alone in this boundless lotus, I want to stay a little longer, but there is still a fragile woman on board, and I have to send her back.
On the way back, I don't know if it was because of the excitement of being alone with that lady, and my pace was particularly fast. An umbrella supports us both and wipes our bodies from time to time. I told myself this is normal, don't think too much. But this is a fantasy. I imagine her as my girlfriend. I am with my girlfriend. I feel the fragrance of miss every collision, but she is not.
After sending her back, I calmed down and felt very confused. I asked myself if it was necessary to wait for my love. Why didn't I grasp the "reality" in front of me and wait for the "nothingness"?
How I want to turn the drink in my hand into white wine, and then I will float in the boundless lotus, get drunk when I am drunk, and I will become a lotus …
Looking out of the window, I only heard the rain. At this time, the lotus pond moonlight wetland park was silent. I saw the frog in silence, "Quack, quack ..."
It's time for Zhang Mo to go to bed, and so should I.
19 13 May