Heart

When you look up at the balcony, you can see that mountain, which is in the northwest of the city and not far from the city. That was an ordinary Mountain. Its sharp peak, Dundun’s thick waist, stood on the west of my balcony facing east. Sitting against that Green Mountain, you will feel more leisure, quiet, happy and comfortable, and more appreciate the height, width and depth of the mountain. It stood in front of my window silently and became the most faithful listener of my emotional changes. When I was depressed and fidgety, I poured my emotions to the mountain, and the mountain was silent. It taught me to mediate the depression and unhappiness in my heart only with silent feelings; when I am delighted, I share my happiness with the mountain. The mountain will be silent like that. It tells me the peace and calm that I should stick to in the face of the smooth road. In short, my joys and sorrows, sorrow, sorrow, fear of seven emotions and six desires will pour out to that mountain. The Mountain always listens to me quietly in silence and silence, and never takes pains. It is always similar every year, but different every year. In my spare time, I always look at it casually. The mountain also gives me different states and faces in the examination of my different visions and senses. When the sun rises, the sun shines on the West Mountain, showing the perfection of the strength, soul, strength and magnificence of the mountain, at this time, the mountain was like a brave young man with high spirits; In the sunset, the sun reflected the purplish red light on the top of the mountain through the clouds, and put bright colors on the mountain, at this time, the mountain was like a wise man who had experienced hardships, and also like a magnificent palace in the western sky standing proudly in the sky; When the moonlight of the full moon put a layer of silver on the mountain, the mountains turned out to be dimly and varied. The shadowy mountains were independent in the West like a gorgeous Iraqi; The rainy mountains were like a sobbing young woman, lingering pouring out its missing to the Earth, it has formed a partner with the Earth, sharing sorrow, joy and breath with the Earth; Heavy snow fades, mountains turn with snow, I can see the joy of the mountain. Snow is the god of protection of the mountain. In winter, the mountain is covered by snow, its vitality and vigour will flourish in the spring breeze of the coming year. I have been looking at it for many years. The mind and authenticity of the mountain have always been the secrets I want to explore for a long time. If you can’t go deep into it, you always feel that the fate between you and the observed object seems to be a passer-by and a dream, and there is always a hard knot in your heart. Now the Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching and I have nothing to do. It is a great opportunity to explore my old friends. I walked into it on a sunny autumn day. In the mid-autumn Festival sky, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and the Green Mountains under the blue sky are extraordinarily high and steep, extraordinarily straight. As the autumn wind blows, it is the breath from the mountains. The autumn wind is filled with the unique mature and heavy charm of autumn, which penetrates into every pore of me. The tall poplar forest at the foot of the mountain was roaring with hands, welcoming my arrival. The verdant pine trees were swaying with dark branches, waving green skirts layer by layer to welcome my favor. The winding mountain road extends to the top of the mountain looming. The wild flowers on the edge of the path are full of flowers, weeds are overgrown, and the tall trees with knotted branches highlight its desolation and beauty; The mountain flowers spit fragrance, attracting the sight of insects. This elf who has a special liking for the mountain flowers, buzzing and talking with flowers; The weeds covering the mountain crawl, and the verdant leaves have turned yellow, which seems to cover the mountain with a layer of carpet. The colorful carpet gives people a thick and warm feeling; that’s the mountain chrysanthemum. Yellow and White Mountain Chrysanthemum is blooming all over the mountain. Mountain Chrysanthemum is the spokesman of Mid-Autumn Festival and late autumn. It brings the feelings of mountain, the bosom of the mountain poured out through the chrysanthemum blooming against the frost; Blue lantern flowers hung on the Lantern grass, bending the lantern grass down, and the blue flowers squeezed by the crowd were like burning blue lanterns one by one, it is also like the blue bells one by one, listening attentively, and the sound of the sounds of nature with Ding-ding-dong on the Buddha will drift away and immerse into the mind. Colorful stones with slippery feet are everywhere on the winding path, which is a masterpiece of nature. For thousands of years, nature has been attacking and eroding the mountains with thunderstorms and wind power for a long time, which has made some changes on the appearance of the mountains, and some white, yellow, purple, red and other small colored stones with different colors. These colored stones are also the witness of the persistent struggle between the mountains and the nature for thousands of years. This path is a colorful ribbon, but also a small river overflowing with flowers. Are those colorful stones used by Nuwa to refine five-color stones to supplement heaven? Or is it the bright stars left by heaven on the mountain! The mountain rabbit jumped out of the grass occasionally, wearing a gray and white coat, was vigorous, coming and going like the wind, and was a sprinter in the mountain, the mountain gives it the best place to fully sway its nature; The faint autumn waves transmitted from its crystal clear eyes reflect the cold Qing palace, as if it was the elf flying from the Moon Palace. The Twittering Magpies danced on the branches. These fairy birds from the Milky Way, dressed in black and white feather, showed the fairy posture of the fairy birds; They came from the Queqiao of the Milky Way, carrying the mission of reverence on their shoulders, perfect for the cuddling of Niulang and weaving maid on the Queqiao Tanabata. The autumn cicada murmured, flick its wings, and played the music of the heavenly mansion. The ancient and modern songs popped up. The deep songs and melodious movements were all floating in the mountains and mist, and the wisps were endless. The Holy Mountain fairyland and. The fog floated in the sky, and the clouds melted into the mountains. The clouds were soothing and stirring, as if they were full of colorful clouds in the nine weights. The mountain stones blend with the mountain mist, and the mountain mist snuggles with the flowers and trees in the mountain. They combine and change into different postures, where we can fully evaporate the space of imagination, looking at the Mirage in the cloud and mist, the pavilions and pavilions, the small bridges and flowing water in the sky, the feeling of flying fairy arises spontaneously. On the straight and steep rock wall is the top, climbing the top and looking around, wanruo climbed to the heaven. The sky is blue and blue, which exists in the original Sky. The floating white clouds around stretch leisurely around the mountain peaks. The clouds are like snow-white sheep, like shocking flying shadows, and like Crane wandering and changing endlessly, air flying. Lying on a slate, enjoying the blue sky and white clouds, breathing the fragrance of mountain flowers and tasting the implication of green mountains, it is pleasant and comfortable. Facing the shade of the mountain along the mountain road, the grass and flowers are luxuriant and luxuriant, the tree covers are gray, the breeze is simple and elegant, and the fragrance is abundant. A village at the foot of the mountain jumps to the eye. Is that the peach garden? There must be white hair drooping, farming and fire; There must be people who don’t care about the world and don’t know Qin and Han dynasties, and they are all happy. Green bricks and green tiles, vaguely in the trees, but heard the voice of people, empty mountains without people, turn to ask Qingsong, Qingsong did not respond. woodshed door small courtyard, walls Shi Lei, plant garnet red, tree Apple Yan. Under the tall soap tree, the murmur of the village women came faintly. Cattle graze on the hillside, dogs bark in the alley, chickens sing mulberry trees and folk songs float in the mountain. The Sun of the mountain, the rainbow across the two peaks of the cliff is a small temple. Looking from a distance, it is simple and friendly, the perfect place for the world of mortals and Buddhas, and the perfect connection between the world and fairyland. The mountain peaks suddenly hung in the forest of Berlin, and the tinkling spring water flowed between the stone walls. The mountain wind was blowing, birds were singing, and there was a quiet and quiet place. Into labyrinth Flower Forest reward bell tower cliffs, Zen Yu disc cloud, feel stoned, spirit also as if drifting towards nine. The ancient well in the courtyard was made of stone, Moss and green. Looking down, the well water covered the sky. This was a pool of wine in the sky, smelling the mellow and pure fragrance carefully, intoxicating and intoxicated. The mountains in autumn are the restaurants for hundreds of banquets: The red and white wild jujube, chewing a grain of refreshing and refreshing, stretching saliva and relaxing fluid; The wild black jujube is sweet and endless, and the aftertaste is meaningful; Pick a grain of soybean, peeling its green clothes and eating its gum meat will make it fresh; The fiery persimmon and the purple Persimmon leaves will give people romantic feelings and distant imagination when the night falls, sitting on the mountainside and looking eastward, in the city below the mountain, the bright lights are dim and colorful, reflecting the moon stars in the deep sky. Looking at the city in the mountain, the world is booming; Looking at the mountain in the city, the window contains the charm of Xiling. The mountain is a solid scene in the city, a emerald inlaid on the Earth, and the city is a flowing feeling in the mountain, it is the flowing light rotating around the emerald jade crystal thought that the mountain I sat on everyday was just a stubborn rock rising in the Earth’s crust. When I really walked into the mountain, only then did I know that the mountain was so rich and heavy. The mountain has never been silent. Its spring hair, summer growth, autumn harvest and winter Moe go back and forth all the year round. Looking at the flowers, plants, trees, birds, animals, insects and lice, that is the life of the mountain, the soul, fruits and accumulation of the mountain. The mountain is like a thick book. The history, present and future of the mountain inspire me to interpret and encourage me to appreciate it constantly, to climb I hope that mountain will stand in my heart forever. 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