Essays on Lake Lucerne outside the window.

When I opened the curtain and walked into the balcony, my heart thumped and I couldn't help saying, "Ah!" Give a shout.

Outside the window is a landscape painting with a distant and distinct artistic conception.

Twilight has come.

The vast sky in the background is gloomy, and the gray clouds and white clouds converge into a duet. Now the floating white clouds seem to have been smoked by the faint kitchen, and the white texture has faded, and the light gray has been smudged. In the distant western world, under the afterglow of the sun, the sky is still light blue and bright, which is in sharp contrast with the large gray tile clouds floating on the clear sky.

Far and near mountains, one touch at a time, one weight at a time, overlap together, dyeing the space distance in the clear air. The distant mountains are mottled with white snow, which is a continuous snow vein in the Alps, conveying whiteness and coolness to Lucerne in April. Recently, Pilatus Mountain, Pine and other trees have merged with the taupe rocks, the twilight has faded, the turquoise has been dyed dark green, and the taupe has been smeared with shallow ochre. Some people even feel the vicissitudes of their prime.

The reflection of the mountains lies in the paved' Lucerne Lake', which turns the lake at the foot of the mountain into a thick green, silvery white and light gray lake, and turns the huge Lucerne Lake into an endless colorful brocade.

Palm trees, banana trees in front of the hotel building, and tall trees with nameless crowns by the lake stood quietly. The street lamp is always on, and all the branches and leaves illuminated by the street lamp are shining with golden halo, setting off the dark gray of the twilight.

At this point, the twilight of Lucerne has been depressed. It is best to be listless. At the end of a sunny day, I haven't sunk into the depths of the night. It is a hazy poetic rhyme, a graceful and lingering ci style, a vicissitudes of life, and an indifferent and quiet artistic conception.

After a tiring day's journey, I was wrapped in this huge landscape painting, and my strong sense of fatigue was blurred by many different colors.

Sitting on the rattan chair on the balcony, alone, quietly enjoying the charming lakes and mountains. It was not until dusk fell and the night was thick that I reluctantly left the balcony and went back to my room.

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Due to different transliteration, Lake Lucerne is also called Lake Lucerne. Back in Rome, it was just a fishing village with few families. Later, a lighthouse was built to guide the passing ships, so it was named Lucerne, which means "light" in Latin.

But I prefer Liu Sen's translation, glazed and crystal clear; Forests, forests and mountains are covered with dense forests. These two sentences are very poetic and highly summarize the characteristics of Lake Lucerne, where mountains and rivers set each other off and the bottom is clear. Associated with the name Lucerne, I think it is a crystal pearl, a pearl sprinkled by God on the mountains in the central plateau of Switzerland. The famous French writer Dumas once said: "Lucerne is the most beautiful pearl in the clam shell in the world." To prove it.

The famous Russian writer Lev? Tolstoy also strolled by the Lake Lucerne and wrote Travels of Lucerne. He wrote in the letter: "The water, mountains and blue sky in Lucerne gave me such a strong beauty stimulus. My whole body is full of mysterious anxiety and some messy indescribable feelings. I want to hug her and hug her tightly ... "

I think Tolstoy's feelings should have something in common with my mood at this time. That kind of unspeakable surprise and excitement is really like the lover who has been secretly in love for many days, suddenly falling in front of my eyes, while the beautiful woman I met unexpectedly vaguely released some ambiguous love. How can the whole body's libido not be as good as the atomic bomb explosion, crashing into generate and splashing with passion?

A Roman holiday made Audrey? Hepburn is famous all over the world, but once she witnessed the amorous feelings of Lake Lucerne, she deeply felt that she belonged here. After filming, she has been living in seclusion in Lucerne, which has become her second hometown to settle her soul.

According to the information obtained from the internet, there are famous writers such as Goethe and Mark Twain, famous musicians such as Beethoven and Wagner, and Ingrid? Bergman, Sophia? Roland, Anna? Movies and TV stars such as Moff have left a shadow here.

The beautiful scenery of Lake Lucerne, where mountains and water set each other off, may fascinate them emotionally, may inhabit their souls, and may give them a source of inspiration and creation. Lake Lucerne, because of their arrival one after another, has enriched its cultural charm and added a rich legend.

The more I think about it, the more excited I am. I can't help but go to the balcony again.

Outside the balcony glass, the night is already deep. By the dim light of the street lamp, I can see the mountains and water in the distance blurred into a ball. In the dark, I seem to see the silhouettes of cultural celebrities, smell their romantic breath and hear their shallow bass singing or screaming. My heart, as if with them, turned into a boat and floated leisurely on the quiet lake of Lucerne; Become a nightingale and fly lightly in Pilatus Mountain.

My heart gradually calmed down, and I went back to bed and slept peacefully until dawn.

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I woke up, washed a little, and couldn't wait to go to the terrace above. Open the curtains, wow! The morning in Lake Lucerne is another charming scenery!

The first thing you see is the rock dazzled by the morning glow. Gullies are vertical and horizontal, and rocks are concave and convex. Where they are suddenly exposed without being covered by trees, the texture is ochre, like a burning flame; The texture is pale chalk white and bright as white jade; And dark chalk white rocks, the halo dyed orange. Flaming red, orange red and jade white, which blend with each other, is a complicated rhapsody of Zhao Xia.

On the lakeside of Shan Lan, the pine forest and fir forest under the sunrise show their bright green colors, which are the edge of Shan Lan and the fence of the lake.

Lake Lucerne is a mirror with faint ripples. The reflection of the mountain is still sleeping in the lake, dreaming a hazy dream. Trees are green, but they are lazy dark green in the lake. The fiery red, orange red and jade white of the rocks are refracted into the rippling lake, such as the colorful longitude and latitude lines on the ancient weaving bed in China, which are fragile and trembling.

The sky is blue and transparent, with white or gray shallow clouds floating. Behind Mount Pilatus, the rolling hills are getting whiter and whiter.

This landscape picture illuminated by the morning glow is pure and transparent, and it is a pure and clear negative; Colorful, it is a passionate symphony.

In the face of such beautiful scenery, I seem to have been "dancing" and get carried away!

Flying nearly ten thousand kilometers, I came to Lucerne, Switzerland from my plain hometown. The twilight and colorful morning scenery of Lucerne mountains and rivers make my mind ecstatic and quiet because of aesthetics.

Think of Wang Dingjun's words, "Peace of mind is the hometown of mind." Now, although I am in a foreign land, my spirit and soul can live safely. In this sense, Lucerne seems to be another charming hometown of mine!