Pheasant

In midsummer afternoon, I drove on the country road at the junction of Jiangsu and Anhui. Under the sunshine, the field just washed by the shower, everything seemed extraordinarily quiet and bright. Just as I was slowly passing through a grove, I was surprised to see a pheasant with colorful feathers, dancing and walking on the roadside with my head held high. I immediately parked the car on the roadside gently, staring at the elegant figure of this rare wild bird, I didn’t even dare to turn on the engine, just because I was worried that this unexpected wonderful scene would disappear in front of me instantly in the noise of the motor. This pheasant in the green field seemed to be out of the “Tianzhu pheasant picture” written by Ren Yi, a painter in Qing Dynasty. Against the background of blue sky and green field, its posture of spreading wings is so natural and unrestrained, and its light steps are so confident. It didn’t seem to panic about my appearance, but still strolled on the green field leisurely. I was very surprised at the calmness it showed to me. It is said that pheasant is spiritual. Am I really a trustworthy person in its eyes? Thinking of this, I couldn’t help feeling grateful to the pheasant I met. In the reality of serious lack of trust and sincerity, I can be trusted by the other side. Isn’t it worthy of being proud and gratified? However, I felt deeply ashamed again. Ask yourself, when I found it, was there any idea of hunting it mixed with surprise? Over the years, in the process of constantly pursuing all kinds of hopes, sometimes, in order to achieve the goal of gray, I also learned to make tricks and tricks, I also became a ruthless profit-pursuer. Am I worthy of being trusted by the other party? Although it is just a quiet and beautiful pheasant. This pheasant in the green field seems to still enlighten me to recall the long lost good times. Because of its appearance, I found that I had indeed lost a lot. The kind heart, the feeling of gratitude, the faith of Seeking Beauty and the will of sokzhen at this moment, with the appearance of pheasant, all of these seemed to return to my mind again. I thought silently. I saw the pheasant flying from the green field again. It was circling around the green jungle at low altitude, and its feathers were blowing under the summer breeze, in the shining of brilliant sunshine, I looked at it happily, just like an auspicious and gorgeous peony, blooming gracefully between the heaven and the Earth. Is really handsome elite! Moved by this wonderful scene, I decided to stay in this scenic place for a longer time. I love it very much in this silent summer noon, with pure mood, with soft eyes, from the perspective of truth, goodness and beauty, to quietly meditate on the vigorous pheasant. On the green field, you, the dance steps are elegant, I, smile is bright, the beautiful moment of surprise meeting, let me believe that fairy tales are not all fabricated. I don’t remember which poet did this poem come from. But my feeling at this moment is completely like what is described in the poem. I have to admit that I am not melodramatic. Before that, compared with that pheasant who was not alert to me, I seemed to be more alert to the honesty and friendship between people. Before that, I never believed that the beautiful scenes in fairy tales would exist in reality. I am delighted that I am destined to meet this fairy tale-like beautiful holy picture. If I can understand the language of birds, I really want to say to that elegant pheasant; Thank you for your trust in me, you have become my brand new metaphor. Yes, there should be no difference between you and me, I and You, sincere trust, so why bother to struggle with the difference between you and me. Between the blue sky and the green earth, you are the symbol of beauty, and I am the sincere praise. Maybe, we all have reasons to believe; False, evil and ugliness are just a short process. Truth, goodness and beauty are sacred eternity. I pray that in my heart full of green, there will always be a beautiful pheasant like a Phoenix dancing gracefully low. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring

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