Does anyone know where I can see raindrops in the forest in Pristina?

Water drops in the forest

Text/Flying _ Love

How many times has this book been published by many domestic publishing houses? Every time, the price is higher and there are more typos. I read the old version, simple and generous, very cheap. I miss old books a little, so I'd better use them.

Don't say that. Let's start with Plech and his books. "Water Drops in the Woods", very microscopic and a little delicate, reminds me of a poem by former poet He Jiang: Like a basket swaying in the light/sleeping in a bright forest. Words like Plech are clean, emotional, moist and softer than grass.

In this case, in today's America, it reads like a myth. Every time I watch it by myself, I feel inexplicably moved. It's so quiet, as if you can hear the sound of falling flowers, but it's not as quaint as the pastoral poems of ancient China literati. In fact, it's empty. I have to complain: I planted trees next door. This is beyond the reach of modern false and melodramatic rural poetry.

A little scholar, living in the forest with peace of mind; Without the writer's conceited sense of mission, we don't need to save mankind easily, just talk about the spirit, and we don't need to "write in words" when writing, so the writing is natural and vivid. Sniffing the humid air in the forest, watching the changes of the four seasons in the forest, without the interruption of dusk, morning bell and office chores, squirrels beat you gently with pine nuts in the trees overhead, wild animals scurried around, and birds almost landed on you. Think, look, think. It's beautiful. Like a dream of modern people. The environmental pollution is serious today, isn't it? It is said that many writers now go out to experience life in nature, such as walking the Yellow River and seeing the west. I wonder what they can write.

In the past, I had a strange classification method of literati, which was ridiculed by some guys: Du Fu was classified as wood, Li He as gold, and the other two young poets in the Tang Dynasty, Xu Hun and Wei, were water-based and had their own reasons. I don't know if it has any effect on foreigners. Yes, Plech is also water-based. Water-based people write ethereal and beautiful, but their words are restrained and not stretched, some are too feminine and sometimes sentimental. There are a few slightly longer pages in the Collection of Water Drops in the Forest. When I read it, I felt slightly inferior to other short chapters.

Water Drops in the Woods (by Plech, translated by Pan Rongan)

This book, which the author himself calls a calendar describing the earth, is a poem describing nature. It can make me re-recognize everything far away from us, and it makes me feel how touching and warm everything is happening on the plain land. Without them, our city will be prosperous and our days will be rich, but our hearts and feelings will be poor, and we will lose a lot of care, care and echo that nature should have.

Every time I read what he described for us, it seems like the first snow falling from the stars, the first tearful drizzle in spring, the fragrance of plum trees in childhood, and the spider falling from the parachute … I am very moved every time I read it. Perhaps, only he can feel carefully that the poplar in the dense spruce forest is a little cold and sticks out its branches. During the Spring Festival, it is most suitable to watch such fairy tales and such childlike innocence. If it snows again, so much the better.