Heart

I have been to Tibet more than ten years ago. The scenery I saw and the feelings I experienced during this period are Still Unforgettable. For me, this is a journey, and it is also a grazing of my soul in the pure land. I have heard for a long time that Tibet is a holy and pure land, and my heart is heading towards it. I was lucky to have a chance to travel to Tibet when I was young. The excitement and excitement in my heart were hard to express, and I completely forgot the potential danger of plateau hypoxia during this trip, I couldn’t wait to start the online search, looking at maps, checking routes, asking about features, and looking for scenic spots. I was very busy. In the south, it was still a warm winter day. With the sunshine of Hexi, we took a tourist bus and started an exciting journey. From Ludao Xiamen to Chengdu, Sichuan, I spent a short leisure time before entering Tibet in this leisure city. I also saw Chengdu citizens, including a teapot, a bird cage, a city, A scenery of singing and dancing. The plane left the ground and broke through the clouds. Under the blue sky, I saw the floating clouds fluttering and the mountains flowing. It was very uncomfortable. With the shaking of the fuselage, I seemed to gradually feel that, the airflow over Tibet passed by, and the air was filled with the smell of Tibetan soil. The accompanying tour guide told us that the climate and environment in Tibet were quite harsh, and there had been a situation that forced the plane to return before. However, this trip was lucky, and our plane would arrive at the destination smoothly soon. Hearing this, everyone breathed a long sigh of relief, glad that this trip had a good start. The plane landed at Gongga Airport in Lhasa, Tibet. Although we were in a happy mood, we still walked cautiously for fear that if we walked one step faster, it would cause altitude sickness. Walking out of the airport hall and looking around, white clouds and rolling mountains were floating in the blue sky. Under the sunshine, white and pale yellow, on the vast land, in addition to the buildings of the airport, you can’t see high-rise buildings around, which makes people feel fresh and quiet. The traveling team took a bus and rushed to Shigatse without stopping. On the way, I gradually felt that the air was getting thinner and thinner, and my head was getting heavier. It was already afternoon when I arrived at the destination. I was already hungry, and with my brain swelling, I chewed the half-cooked noodles in my mouth, but my head seemed to explode. Every time I chewed, the brain is like a strong pulse shaking, painful. In my impression, Shigatse is like a quiet town. The sky in the distance is still blue, the light snow covers the pale yellow mountain, and the residential buildings on the street, it shows the unique elegant demeanour of Tibetan culture. Walking on the street, it seems to hear the bell from the temple in the distance lingering around my ears. We hurried to stay in the hotel in the aid Building. Regardless of the tired journey, we went straight to tashilunbu Temple in Xi temple of panchan irdeni, although it was a short journey and a small steep slope, it was so difficult to walk, with dizziness and light steps, to reach this prestigious temple. Looking up at the temple makes me sigh sincerely: where is this temple, it is clearly a city. Built against the high mountains, the temples are adjacent and overlapping. The buildings with golden roofs and red walls seem so magnificent and magnificent, and have a sense of historical significance. I couldn’t take care of my physical discomfort. I stepped on the road paved by bluestone and began to shuttle between the palaces. I stopped to watch the people passing around the White Tower, shaking the prayer wheel in my hand and keeping pious and silent in my mouth, the expression is very peaceful and indifferent. The chanting of monks in the temple was incessant, and believers worshiped. Along the direction of the rising purple smoke of incense burner, through the golden roof, several idle clouds floated in the blue sky. This scene reminds me of the classic of “that life” written by Cangyang jiatuo: On that day, I closed my eyes in the incense mist of the sutra hall and suddenly heard the truth of your chanting; That January, I shook all the scriptures, not for overstepping, but for touching your fingertips; In that year, I kowtowed on the mountain road, not for audience, but for sticking to your warmth; In that life, I turn the mountain to the water to the pagoda, not for reincarnation, but for meeting you on the way. Therefore, I hope that in the following journey, I can meet the devout Tibetan Buddhism believers who come from all over the Tibetan areas three steps and one bow, kowtowing with their long heads creeping. On the way to yangzhuoyong Lake, there are yellow mountains and winding mountain roads everywhere, but it is hard to see a city. Even the village is very rare, just in this seemingly deserted place, I was honored to witness the legendary piety. Stepping into the viewing point of yangzhuoyong Lake, a picture of water and sky came into view. The clean blue made people unable to distinguish where is the sky and where is the lake surface? In the middle is a circle of pale yellow mountains, and there is light snow-white on the distant top of the mountain. The quiet lake water gently ripples in the breeze, and a few cows are walking leisurely on the lake, these scenes have a kind of tranquility far away from the world, a kind of state of mind returning to simplicity, which makes the soul extremely calm and indifferent. Back to Lhasa, back to the Potala Palace with the song “back to Lhasa”, we finally came to the world-famous Potala Palace. It is said that this is the nearest place to Heaven, which can make the soul comfortable. Looking at the temple standing on the Red Mountain with vigorous momentum and going straight into the sky, just like Guanyin Bodhisattva holding Jade bottles and willow branches, pointing to all living beings in the world, I sighed sincerely: Tibet, what a magical Buddhist shrine! Watching the vivid mural characters in the temple is just like seeing the eyes full of soul and insight into the truth, goodness and beauty in the world. Looking at the amiable Buddha statue on the palace hall, sucking the ghee fragrance in the air, listening to the pure Sanskrit of monks, it seems that they have received a baptism of soul. At this moment, the verses of Cangyang jiatuo came to my mind again: living in the Potala Palace, I am the king with the largest snow field. Wandering on the streets of Lhasa, I am the most beautiful lover in the world. What a pure expression it is. Climbing the pass of La Mountain, there were still blue sky and white clouds on the top of the head, and the mountain was covered with snow everywhere, but we didn’t feel any chill. Standing on the pass, we felt the freedom of colorful prayer flags blown by the wind, feel the joy that the soul is close to heaven. Namtso Lake has gradually approached. The boundless blue lake is like a huge Precious mirror inlaid on the broad grassland. The winding Nianqing Tanggula snow mountain tightly holds her in her arms, just like the ancient myths and legends of Tibet, he (she) is the most eye-catching holy mountain and lake in Tibet, and the lovers of life and death. Nianqing Tanggula mountain is more handsome and straight because of the foil of Namtso Lake, namtso Lake is more and more beautiful and moving because of the reflection of the Tanggula Mountain in Nianqing. Feeling the fusion of blue sky and white clouds and snow mountains and holy water, listening to the wavy Van Gogh flying outside the sky, holding a handful of cool and refreshing hands to clean the dust all the way, I have forgotten the noise and fierceness of the city, let your soul graze among the pure land. Like (prose editor: Jiangnan wind) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. 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Often back in

New Year, New Year, New Year today. The train of the Spring Festival is just like a long dragon, running again in the Spring Festival after a year. Student flow, migrant workers flow and family visit flow once again became the mainstream of the Spring Festival. The narrow and narrow carriage carried passengers from all directions shuttling through the routes from all over the country, only to send these thoughtful passengers back home earlier. I believe that no matter you are a son or a daughter, no matter you are an old person or a young person, you will go home for a reunion year during the Spring Festival. The long train carries the pain of the journey of children, just like the migrant workers wandering outside playing and singing “spring” in their own way to comfort their missing feelings. The train of the Spring Festival transportation carried away not only the relatives and relatives of children, but also the family affection that parents hoped for. 365 days a year, why did they always wait until the Spring Festival transportation to go home to see their parents, relatives and friends. Home is a common word, a warm place, and a harbor where many children miss. When you get home, you will have an indispensable and irreplaceable identity, which is the fusion of blood relationship and emotion of father, mother, son, daughter, grandfather and grandmother, it gives you the unique identification of your identity at home, which is an irreplaceable continuation of the unique blood relationship. The festival is coming, and it is also a day for children to go home to see their white-haired parents and children who are young and casual. They drink a glass of water and drink a mouthful of dishes, look at their old parents and raise their children, however, children can’t stand on their knees. They can sigh that children always take work as an excuse day by day, instead of going home often and caring for their parents’ body and mind through wireless chatting, however, I never thought how much parents hoped their children would come home often to have a look in the wireless chat, instead of chatting, and not waiting for the return visit of big bags and small bags on holidays. Their parents are getting old, what is needed is the care and care of children and the warmth of family affection! After the festival, I will be less drunk and more sober. I will accompany the old to communicate with each other about family ties to comfort the old’s lonely heart, the warm lamp at home will always illuminate the way home for children. The festival is a day to go home and relax, which will nourish and relax my parents with the tight heartstrings at ordinary times, leaning against the bed, he told his parents the problems and troubles he encountered in life and work quietly, and listened to his parents’ instruction to wash his heart. The festival is a day of reunion. The time of reunion is so short. The reunion of relatives, the reunion of old friends, drinking freely makes the body and mind relaxed. The family quietly spent the daily time, make a cup of green tea, cook a table of good dishes, beat the back and rub the shoulders for parents, and taste the life of old wine in laughter. The festival is coming, less wine markets, more home to see, let the heart have a kind of comfort, let Shen Feng’s heart really thaw. Think about the laughter on my father’s back when I was a child, the figure of my mother when she sent her children to school in the wind and rain, the affectionate exhortation of her parents to see off at the station when she joined the Army, and the caring words of her parents in, think about the deep warning from parents at work. Always go home and have a look. When parents are still alive, it is not difficult to chat with the elderly, pour a cup of tea and wash their feet. Often go home and have a look. Don’t wait until holidays, I am afraid that only staying with my parents for a quarter of an hour, a half day, cooking a meal for my parents, boiling water and cleaning it will also make my parents feel happy, it will also let your own breath surround the world of parents and make your experience safe. Friends, the years are quiet, and there is no trace of time. Let’s go home often to see the aging parents. Even if it’s just a look in the eyes, one sentence will make them happy. The journey back home is very heavy and tiring, but don’t give up the greeting for going home because of the hard work of the journey. The humpback mother in the home is leaning against the door and looking forward to the way home for her children, while the naked father is looking forward to his, the return of children and grandchildren gave the old house laughter again. I often go home and have a look at our parents. Even if I just beat their backs gently and listen to their slow words, it will smooth their heartstrings of thinking, thinking and thinking. Like (prose editor: Ke Er) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…

xiang ru

Flowers bloom silently, without conditions, requirements and publicity. The fragrance is floating, but it seems that nothing has happened, leaving only the fragrance repeatedly. It is rich in early autumn and lasts for the whole season, even longer. The beauty of osmanthus is more in her role and meaning. Gui, expensive. Osmanthus trees have represented many meanings since ancient times. She symbolizes beauty. “LV’s Spring and Autumn period” praises the beauty of things, the swaying GUI. It means that the most beautiful thing in the world is the cassia trees on the mountain. From Han Dynasty to Wei, Jin, Southern and Northern Dynasties, osmanthus became a precious flower and tribute, and was planted in front of the court together with Magnolia, begonia and peony to obtain the homophone of jade, Tang, rich and noble, with auspicious meaning. Osmanthus also represents love. In the minority areas rich in osmanthus, young men and women express their love by giving osmanthus as gifts. Osmanthus trees also symbolize honor and victory. In ancient times, there were officials who were proud of their ambitions, and those who were famous for their success. There were two laurels in court and two laurels in the court. Osmanthus can also be used as food. When osmanthus is in full bloom, many families in the South store osmanthus and make osmanthus cakes. In ancient times, every exam year, the examinees and their relatives and relatives steamed the cake with sweet osmanthus and rice flour, which is called Guanghan cake, and they gave it to each other, taking the meaning of Guanghan high school. Osmanthus can also make wine. Mao Zedong said that Wu Gang held osmanthus wine and spread all over the world. Flowers are still fragrant, but people are old. The fragrance of osmanthus is floating, and the year will end. After figuring out the harvest of one year, I know that it is abundant. Immerse yourself in your own words and release your happiness, anger and sorrow with simple and shallow words. Whether pouring out or releasing out, it is always a mental process. A little bit of fragrance emitted in the text is dark, faint, permeating the heart and filling the life. A Little Happiness is like sweet osmanthus fragrance, Flying quietly in the clear autumn wind. The fragrance of osmanthus is permeated, and people are busy. As old as this, it still smells as old as before. Like (prose editor: drops of ink become wounds) the snow in spring Spring elimination snow, multi-the yao nian, unspoken. Reading from afar, it is just above that snowfield. The snow is really beautiful, after all it is spring… Waiting Waiting is a kind of persistence, sticking to a certain belief and never giving up. Maybe because of a certain commitment, or because of a certain… Be good at listening to different voices and opinions On October 6th, I published a travel essay: “beautiful autumn scenery”, which was obtained by many literary websites… Read The Bridges of Madison County “When the white moth spreads its wings, you can come to me at any time”. I think, if I am a man, be accepted… From today on, I want to be happy I read “the biography of Hulan River” long time ago, and I remember that I was really in a heavy mood for a long time. Which characters caused me… Sick time I sneezed one after another these days. I said someone was reading me and others said I was sick. Finally, the doctor also said I was…