Literary star Huangshan: a literary exhibition? Yi county's Liu Jinglan article

Literary exhibition? Yixian County (Contributed by Yixian Writers Association)

Liu Jinglan? Hu Shibin Wu Yingming Sheng Wang Jianwu Zhu Guangming once loved Shu Jingdong.

Author introduction Liu Jinglan, pen name purple butterfly. Member of Anhui Writers Association, vice chairman of Huangshan Writers Association. Like reading, traveling, listening to music, advocating a simple and free life; I love words and think that words are the outlet of the soul. Words can be found in newspapers and magazines all over the country. He has written more than 200 poems for the photo collection Beautiful yi county and Country in Painting, and his personal prose collection The Footsteps of Sunshine won the third prize of the first Huangshan Literature and Art Award (literature category).

Wuli Taohuameng

I know Wuli has been waiting for spring. And I, too, spy on the spring in Wuli for a long time. I will choose a sunny day, with a ray of gentle sunshine and a sunny and leisurely mood, to go to Wuli for a romantic peach blossom date. A colorful flower event, surrounded by branches, followed me to visit. ...

One morning, or dusk, when I was still disappointed by the loss and chaos in my dream last night, or still immersed in the fatigue and hardship of the day, suddenly I heard the sound of flowers. It is the news that Wuli peach blossoms are in full bloom in the distance. In the long spring breeze, they seeped into my heart with a wisp of fragrance, which made me suddenly awake, relieved and happy, and had a sweet expectation like a child. Castle peak is faint, clear water is far away, and peach blossoms in spring breeze have been competing to open overnight. Mist is like gauze, light smoke is like a dream, and Ziyun is parked in five miles in spring.

The peach blossom in Wuli, which blooms in the front yard and runs in the field, has always been considered as a shy and petty-bourgeois peach blossom like a little girl in the country. I even think that some ordinary people can't sell their peaches and suddenly become elegant ladies. You see, it is elegant and elegant, spreading thousands of acres at once, making it the most lively and prosperous flower in Wulichun; You see, it's noble, it's all smiles, and the faint fragrance wafts, so that the five miles of spring are immersed in a fragrance, and spring is dizzy here. ...

Of course, what is even more confusing is the footsteps of people chasing the spring breeze to find here. When I came, the sunshine in March was as soft and slender as the fluff of birds, the sky was crystal clear, the air was fresh and humid, and the time of whispering was leisurely on the five-mile country road. A small house, half a pond, a bamboo forest, several vegetable fields, lush hills in the distance ... For five miles, it seems a bit idyllic, everything is quiet and indifferent, and the years are quiet and good.

In such a pale village, suddenly, when I turned around, I met a huge peach blossom festival. As scheduled, the burning flowers, the branches are bright in spring, magnificent and full of eyes on the hillside. Gorgeous stunning began to render, and large drops of purplish gouache slowly spread out on light-colored rice paper, which was breathtaking. However, it is not abrupt. Bright colors set off the indigo of Huizhou's old house, and bustling flowers set off the simplicity and tranquility of the small village, so peaceful, harmonious and unique.

This forest is very spectacular. One field after another, one hill after another, the intricate peach trees spread all the way, but there is no end in sight. Looking from a distance, the whole of Yuan Ye, clusters, clouds, pink and purple mist low cage, with the breeze, leisurely wandering between Shan Ye, a few wisps of smart charm scattered everywhere, better than a fairyland! Explore the depths of Taolin along the stone road. Peach blossom is still familiar to me since I was a child, and the simplicity in truth still overflows from the bright pink.

They are in the field, on the hillside, in the warm and cold spring breeze, trying to open up, the whole opening, not melodramatic, not exquisite, not artificial, not whitewashing. When you watch, something beautiful will rise in your heart. They are warm, frank, bold and open, which will make you feel that they are both fairies who fell into the mortal world and innocent sisters next door.

Even if everyone is so neat and collective, each one is unambiguous and perfunctory, with five petals and five petals, still fine and different shapes. Or three or five flowers stand side by side, or look at each other every two branches, or stand proudly, or the family whispers intimately; Or upright, or look up, or bow, or sideways, each has its own posture, each has its own way of living, each has its own wonderful and dazzling. I envy this beautiful spring in my heart, and I hate that it has turned into an affectionate peach blossom. Standing on the branch, have a graceful demeanour, a pair of eyes like water looking at a distance, waiting for a person's third life, so that the passionate poet named Cui finally has a full heart!

In fact, you can't read it all in five miles. If you want, it's a foggy spring day in Jiangnan. What should my peach blossom look like? Or, I will sleep on a rainy night with this peach blossom on my pillow. In the silent mountain village, everything sinks into stability, except the peach blossoms that are still shining outside the window. Rain makes my heart feel anxious and gratified. I am not only afraid of falling flowers all night, but also happy to meet the beautiful artistic conception of falling red by the window. In repeated thoughts, peach blossoms are so calm.

Open the window in the morning, and sure enough, the garden is full of red flowers, and the clouds dance with the wind, which makes people cherish it. However, the branches are still full of flowers, the flowers are still full of spirit, and the heart is relieved. In the humidity after the rain, the peach blossoms are more spotless. Petals are like moist jade, crystal clear, with rain and dew, spreading ying ying luster, just like a delicate heart, whispering affectionately in the rainy south of the Yangtze River, making every pair of eyes looking at it purer, more practical, more calm and more stable.

Wuli, with a peach blossom like this, let me fall into a wet and soft dream, and I am willing to sink here!

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