Classical lyric prose of famous artists

I live in the small building of the commune, with windows on three sides. In the summer evening in the Pearl River Delta, the white clouds in Wan Li are all dyed into purplish rosy clouds in the clear sky at sunset. At this time, my little room has turned crimson. The rosy clouds almost floated into my room through the window. Coupled with the golden light reflected by the leaves and the wet wind from the ocean, it is really comfortable and beautiful at this time!

Not far in front of that small building is Ziyang Peak. It's a peak, but it's actually very short. However, when you reach the peak, you can see the Pearl River rolling towards the sea. You can see the outline position of Guangzhou city 20 kilometers away; You can also have a panoramic view of all the villages, rivers and fields of the commune. For a long time, I just wanted to climb to the top of the mountain in the evening to see how the sunset dyed the clouds all over the sky purple, and how magnificent all the scenery was under this purplish sunset.

That day, I finally climbed to the top of the mountain from a path alone. When I went, it was just when the sun was setting rapidly. As if afraid of missing any grand ceremony, I climbed up in a hurry and turned around after climbing for a while, for fear that the sunset would set in the Pearl River and lose its luster. Fortunately, when I climbed to the top of the mountain and looked back at the full moon in the western sky, it was shining with all kinds of lights and hanging over the Pearl River like a mirror. The boundary between the river and the sky is Guangzhou shrouded in boundless twilight. Looking at the past, it is hard to see, adding a strong mythical color. At that time, the horizon of Jiangtian and the hazy sky over Guangzhou were lined with infinite white clouds, which made them stretch infinitely, reminding people of Dapeng in Zhuangzi's Happy Wandering. This cloud is its wing. However, at this moment, the wings turned golden. Recently, it has fallen, golden as fire; In the distance, it was dark; In the distance, it is light. At this time, in that dark place, I seemed to see a string of green pearls shining like a lamp. The green in the fog, with this dark and shallow gold, can only be described by words such as gorgeous, brilliant and brilliant. I looked up, and the sky was covered by several dark clouds. It's bland. It's really disappointing. However, just as I was complaining about them, the sunset was busy dyeing its brilliance on them, only to see that their edges were gradually inlaid with gold (much like the clothes of women who love beauty), and gradually, gold was also dyed among them. At this time, the wind blowing on the ocean is getting stronger and stronger. This dark cloud can't stand the violent sea breeze, can't keep its solemnity, can't shake its dull face, and suddenly disappears into the blue sky like a bank note. Where the wind blew away, several bright stars flashed the first ray of light. On this mountain peak, there are many trees, such as climbing pines, graceful lemon eucalyptus and graceful phoenix tree. At this time, they are all dotted with the glory of the sunset, flashing golden sparks in the leaves, and the sea breeze keeps blowing them in the direction of the sunset. Trembling and clamoring leaves, bent down, happy and grateful for the sunset. At this time, the water in the Pearl River surged slightly. In its arms full of gold, fishing boats with sails and without sails are running around, and you can't tell whether they have just set off or returned from fishing. China went down the river. In a dim world, the ferry was all silver. At first glance, it looked like a glittering necklace was thrown into the river. On the river, melodious music floated from Warwick ferry. It fluttered with the wind, from east to west, from bottom to top, and suddenly resounded through the river, the shore, the peaks and the sky.

Carelessly, the sunset fell into the depths of the river. As soon as it fell, the gold turned purple at once. The river and the sky are covered with purple; The hazy city of Guangzhou is covered with purple; The dark clouds that have just been pulled into flocs have also turned into purples. At that time, all the trees, all the Yuan Ye, all the rivers, sails and figures were caged in purple like veils. Only the high, cloudless sky gap in Wan Li will not be moved by purple, and it will become purer, deeper and greener.

At this time, the lights on the village window lit up; The lights on the fishing boats in the river are on; Over the distant city of Guangzhou, a bright light rose, almost dispersing the purples on the horizon of Tianhe. In this purplish world, I know that the place where the smoke falls is filled with the fragrance of rice and vegetables; After a day's work, people use the river to wash away the fatigue and sweat of the day; There is laughter, chatting and singing in the light of every window. In Guangzhou, the streets are brightly lit, people wear light clothes and spend their nights on the streets, in theaters and teahouses. Therefore, with purples, sunsets, clear skies and flashing lights, I think of tenderness, comfort, tranquility, rest, charming girlish charm and quiet light music. Think about it, that's tomorrow, sunrise and clouds. ……

The twilight is getting heavier and heavier. I don't know why, but I suddenly feel that ancient poets sang the sunset. Almost all of them use sunset (they call it sunset) to vent their sadness, their decline, their loneliness and so on. Li Shangyin arrived and sang "to see the sun, for all his glory, buried by the coming night". It's really singing the ultimate sunset with a declining mood. It is almost a rule of idealistic aesthetics for many years to regard sunset, dusk, falling walls and weeping willows as a kind of declining beauty and combine them with their own sadness and declining emotions. This is true not only for China people, but also for foreigners. I remember/kloc-Malarme, a French poet in the 9th century, said a very typical sentence. He said: "I fell in love with all kinds of things, which can be summarized as decline." Therefore, in a year, my favorite season is the day when summer passes and clear autumn comes; At this time of the day, it is the time for me to walk and the time for the sun to set. I can't bear to part with the brass light on the gray wall and the red copper on the tiles. "I still remember the title of his article is" Autumn Sorrow ". From the title to the content, it can really be said that the decadent ideas are revealed incisively and vividly. He is the spokesman for those who like "declining" beauty. Our times are different. We will sing the sunrise, sing the morning, sing all the new things that have just begun and just sprouted, and we will abandon all the decline. However, if we still associate the decline with sunset and dusk and think that they are a natural connection, then I will really do something for the sunset sitting on the peak of the purple sun. Because I clearly saw their golden brilliance and purple gentleness, I clearly saw our happy life from them. ...

Sitting on the top of the mountain, meditating, the sunset has fallen silently, and the purples on the horizon have already disappeared without a trace. In that village, the lights on fishing boats are brighter, the clear sky is quieter and deeper, the stars are scattered all over the sky and the twilight is too deep. I have to hurry down the mountain, there is no moon tonight, otherwise, I can't see the way down the mountain.

Last summer, Mr. and Mrs. S lived in Songtang for three days. We are seldom free these three days. We have an appointment to just play and bring two books, but we are too idle and just ready to relax.

On the eve of departure, a thunderstorm suddenly started. The pillow is quite melancholy. Isn't God beautiful? The next morning, the weather looked like a sunny day. When I got on the bus, the trees shone with rain all the way. There are only some ponds underground, no dust and few pedestrians. Quiet and clean.

I thought it was still early. Not far beyond Hongshan, the car stopped. Two Dahongmen doors are closed, and the front door is Xishan Ranch in Tsinghua University. I knocked on the door for a while, but no one came out. We are helpless. A passing child said that the door was locked and he had to go through the side door. On the side door, there is a sign that says, "There are bad dogs inside". When I was a child, I was most afraid of dogs and stumbled a little. Someone came out of the door and walked in with protection, shouting at the barking dog and just saying, "It doesn't matter."

After two small doors, I was suddenly enlightened and had a different world. At first glance, it is a slim, vigorous and graceful white pine. Pinus bungeana is not surprising, it is rich, and it is not surprising that you squeeze me and I squeeze you. It's well spaced. It's like a tree in every corner of the community yard, isn't it? Who likes to watch it? This is a big yard, which is good in all directions. In the middle is Songtang, which was originally transformed from a stone pavilion. This pavilion is tall and spacious, worthy of the surrounding pine trees, marble columns and marble railings. It's still good, white, slippery and cold. There is not much shadow of Pinus bungeana, and the bright windows in the hall are clean. When I sat down, I obviously felt too young. Under such a high roof. There are few shadows on the tree, but they are not hot. Looking at the delicate posture of those pine trees in the porch, snow-white skin and a faint coolness will attack my heart.

There is a rockery behind the hall, the stones are not good, and it is not a fool to pile them up. There is a small hole hidden inside, with a shrine, a stone table, a stone bench and so on. But if you look out, you can't see it unless you look carefully. It needs a snack to find it. You can climb the rockery, which is neither easy nor difficult. There is a beamless hall in the back hill, with red walls and glazed tiles and three bottles on the roof. The sun is shining. The temple stands alone halfway up the mountain, overlooking the octupole weather. The Pearl-free Hall in the Temple of Heaven is too small, and the Linggu Temple in Nanjing is too dark, all on the flat ground. There are still some old bunkers on the mountain, which were used to practice the sharp ladder camp in Xishan when Qianlong hit Jinchuan. It is most interesting in rainy days or sunset. There is also a white marble archway, which is exactly the same as the one in front of Biyun Temple Tower. Somehow, it collapsed the year before last. It looks strange.

It is a pity that we didn't come at the right time. After dinner, we waited for the moon in the dark under the porch. The moon won't get old. We talk about everything, gamble on poetry, and sometimes stay silent for a while. Darkness also has its advantages. The long shadow of pine trees is a bit like ghosts taking soil. But if you look at it this way, the yard in Songtang is far from perfect, and the white pine is too delicate. I think of Guo Moruo's poem "Ten Miles at Night in Songyuan", which is full of-yin-strong flavor-I have to be alone. Well, the moon is up, but it's half covered by clouds, hiding in the distant cracks of trees, like a country girl, shy. A long time ago, people said, "However, we shouted a thousand times and urged her a thousand times before she began to walk towards us, still hiding half of her face behind her guitar from us." That's one o'clock The clouds are getting thicker and thicker. Let him go. He is too lazy to care about it. But I think, if it's autumn night, it's not bad to blow a little west wind. Although it is not a real pine tree, you should listen to the surging "Tao" sound.

The west wind will naturally not come. Before going to bed, we lit two or three candles in the middle of the hall. The timid flame was overwhelmed by the big roof. We looked at each other by candlelight, as if covered with smoke. It is as dark as the sea outside. Only a few barks from far and near tell us that we are still in this world.

Please don't doubt that there is another word on this topic. No, this is not Taihu Lake, but Taiping Lake in Taiping County at the foot of Huangshan Mountain.

If Taihu Lake is a bright pearl embedded in the splendid south of the Yangtze River, then Taiping Lake is a rough jade hidden in the mountains. It is a reservoir in the upper reaches of Qingyi River in southern Anhui mountainous area. It was completed in 1972, and not many people know about it. But its lakes and waters are as beautiful as Huangshan Mountain, which is enough to add luster to Huangshan Mountain.

Last autumn, I went to Huangshan from Anqing via Qingyang and took a ferry on the lake. Colleagues in the same trade pointed to a peak in the distant mountain and said that it was the bright top of Huangshan Mountain. Also told me that the dam site of this reservoir is Chencun at the junction of Jingxian County and Taiping, which was originally called Chencun Reservoir. The flooded area is mainly in Taiping, and its east and west ends span a small part of Jingxian County and Shitai. In order to facilitate management, all of them were placed under the jurisdiction of Taiping County and renamed Taiping Lake. It is the largest reservoir in Anhui Province, with a water surface130,000 mu, an average water depth of more than 40 meters and a storage capacity of more than 2.8 billion cubic meters. The middle of the lake is wide, and the upper and lower reaches are winding canyons with different widths and beautiful scenery. There is another big lake at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, which is really "enough water for mountains"! It's a pity that I hurried through that time to enjoy the scenery of Taiping Lake.

This spring, I finally got a chance to swim in Taiping Lake.

Starting from the county seat after breakfast, the car traveled along the Qixi River journey to the south and through a lush mountain road in the jungle for about 24 kilometers. Then it came to the * * * Lucky Pier by the lake, where it passed last year. Surrounded by lush mountains, this large clear green lake suddenly appeared, and a sense of tranquility came into being. Boarding offshore, the ship turns southwest through Longmen and Huangjing, goes back to Sanmen of Xinmin Commune along Machuan River, turns back to Xiaohekou, then goes northeast to Chencunba, and then returns by the original road. Back to * * * Fortunately, it is dusk. It's drizzling, the lake is surging, and the dry water surface is boundless. After enjoying the scenery of lakes and mountains for a day, the word "green" is deeply imprinted in my mind, and green is the most intoxicating feature of Taiping Lake in spring. The boat arrived at the canyon area from a wide place, and the green hills of the two rocks were next to the lake, lush and dense, as if entering a harmonious and transparent emerald-like green world. The mountains are green, the trees are green, and the mirror-clear lake is green. The blooming azaleas, crimson and purple, mixed with white tung trees, and the blue tiles and white walls in the village on the shore, pass through the bamboo forest to the stone road by the lake, dotted in this endless green world, more beautiful and full of vitality. In some places, there are azaleas all over the mountain, and clusters of them drive from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain. generate produces a charming landscape painting, which is even more beautiful. Water transport began to develop. There are not many passenger ships, ferries and motorboats, but there are many Wu Peng boats, small wooden boats, single fishing boats and bamboo rafts with Jiangnan characteristics. The boat crossed the green and transparent lake, rippling layers of soft waves, spreading to both sides like green satin, just as the ancients described: the breeze is Xu Lai, and the boots are thin ...

Springs and streams in yi county, Shitai and Taiping at the northern foot of Huangshan Mountain converge into Qingxi River, Shuxi River, Machuan River and Qixi River, all of which are injected into Taiping Lake, that is, the upper reaches of Qingxi River, and then meet with the water of Wuxi and Caoxi, and flow into Wuhu Yangtze River through Jingxian, Nanling and Fanchang. The water at the southern foot of Huangshan Mountain flows from Anhui to Zhejiang and from Qiantang River to the sea via Hangzhou. Many tributaries in the upper reaches of these two rivers originate from Huangshan Mountain and are equally beautiful. However, many people know Xin 'anjiang and praise it, while Qingyijiang, as the winner of the southeast landscape, is almost unknown. But it also has the advantage of keeping it simple and natural, and there is no pollution so far. The watershed controlled by Taiping Lake covers an area of 2,800 square kilometers, all of which are covered by forests, and there is no danger of sediment deposition. Beautiful mountains and clear waters, Taiping Lake is so clear and beautiful, it is also worth cherishing, not without reason. The ship moved forward in the canyon, changing direction from time to time. Suddenly, it seems to have come to an end, turned a corner and a new world appeared. There is quite an artistic conception of "the mountains are heavy and the water is doubtful, and there is no way, and the willow is dark and the village is bright". The mountains on both sides of Taiping Lake have different forms of momentum and are fascinating. Near Jingyang, there are more than a dozen islands with different heights in the lake, which are long and round and separated by the lake. It seems to be intermittent and patchy. If there are natural deer farms and rabbit farms in this area, hotels in the middle of the lake and hotels on the island will be very popular. Anyone who swims through Huangshan Mountain will be attracted by the majesty and beauty of this famous mountain. Seeing the sea of clouds in Huangshan Mountain is even more colorful, unpredictable, flickering and misty, like a fairyland. Xu Xiake said: "The Five Mountains return without looking at the mountains, and the Huangshan Mountain returns without looking at the mountains." A famous contemporary cultivator said, "If you don't go to Huangshan Mountain, you won't realize the greatness of our motherland and the magnificence of mountains and rivers." These words have hit the nail on the head. However, climbing Huangshan Mountain is really hard, and you have to sweat a lot. Even if you enjoy it, it is still hard, and the old and weak have to look at the mountains and sigh. Taiping Lake has other scenery, as well as Xian Yi, which is suitable for all ages. It is not as magnificent and magical as Huangshan Mountain, but its twists and turns are deep and its beauty shows tranquility and gentleness. This poetic feeling can also make people reluctant to go. Climbing Huangshan Mountain and then visiting the West Lake is not only the best rest, but also another natural beauty. Good mountains and good waters set each other off. Yang Guang is located on the bank of Hubei, less than100km away from Jiuhua Mountain, one of the four Buddhist holy places in China. It's only 20 kilometers from the back of the mountain to expressway. Comrades who plan Huangshan Mountain advocate linking Huangshan Mountain, Taiping Lake and Jiuhua Mountain to build a complete tourist area, which is very ideal.

As early as more than a thousand years ago, the great poet Li Bai was attracted by the beautiful scenery of Qingyi River and left many touching poems. Qingyi River was called Jingxi and Jingchuan in ancient times, and the upper reaches of Qingyi River are Qingxi, Maxi, Shu Xi and Qixi, which flow into Taiping Lake. Li Bai wrote in the poem "Traveling with Xie to the Lingsi Temple in Jingxian County": "Take the pavilion to the west of Jingxi, facing the pavilion like a cloud gate". He compared Jingxi with Ruoye River, a famous scenic spot in Zhejiang. The poem "Seeing the Family off in Jingchuan" says: "Jingchuan is three hundred li, if you are ashamed to see it." Furthermore, if you swim in Jingchuan, Ruoyexi is not a problem. "Li Bai was going by boat, and suddenly he heard singing on the shore. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun. The Peach Blossom Pond sung in the famous book "Moxibustion Population" is next to Taiping Lake and belongs to Wancun Village of Shuidong Commune in Jingxian County. West Erli Road in Taohuatan is the garden of Taiping County, facing the Western Hills. Li Bai not only visited fluently, but also lived in it, and left his next masterpiece: "Ask Yu what he means to live in Blue Mountain, but laugh without answering his heart." Peach blossoms and flowing water are gone, and heaven and earth are gone. "I don't know the specific process of Li Baiyou's Qingyi River, but what is certain is that he made many round trips from Sedan, Taohuatan and Luoxingtan in Jingxian County to Lingshan in Taiping County, which lasted for several months. He has many close friends and wrote many masterpieces. If it can be sorted out by textual research, it will make Taiping Lake University colorful and attract more tourists.

Taiping Lake, especially Machuan River area, is an old revolutionary base area. In the early days of War of Resistance against Japanese Aggression, the New Fourth Army was stationed in Yunling, Jingxian County for more than two years. At that time, the rear organs, such as the logistics department, the ordnance department and the disabled hospital, were all deep in the dense forest of Qiaoshan commune on the north bank of Taiping Lake, and there are still many relics. 194 1 After the story of Maolin shocked China and foreign countries, there were still many relics left by the New Fourth Army. 194 1 After the Maolin Incident that shocked China and foreign countries in, the New Fourth Army left a few troops to persist in the anti-Japanese guerrilla war in this area. Farmers in Xinmin commune miss the guerrillas in those days, so they named the commune after their two leaders. The destination of our yacht is Sanmen Village, which is the residence of the New Fourth Army. 1March, 939, Comrade Zhou Enlai passed by this place twice, met Liu Jingzhi, an enlightened gentleman who enthusiastically advocated anti-Japanese, and his son Liu Yin, and wrote an inscription as a souvenir at the request of their father and son:

March 2008 15

Pacify the local area, defend southern Anhui, guide the whole league (note) and advocate the masses.

I came to southern Anhui because of the anti-Japanese opportunity. I told three stories. I met Director Liu and his son twice and talked about defending the village and expelling the Japanese aggressors. I admire it very much. This book belongs to the respected director and his son, Mr Chu Xu.

Zhou Enlai

Liu's tea industry was founded by Liu and has a history of more than 70 years. It is the "Monkey King" famous at home and abroad. Originated from the monkey pit behind Sanmen Village Mountain. More than 500 meters above sea level, the soil here is deep and fertile, foggy and humid all year round, with high humidity and short sunshine. So fresh soil is deep, tender and soft. When soaking outside, the soup is green, the water is bright and mellow, it tastes slightly bitter at first, and then it feels sweet and refreshing. 19 15 years, it won the first gold medal in Panama World Games. Because it is the leader of strong tea, it is called Monkey Kui. At present, it is the tea picking season, and members are busy picking spring tea in the tea garden. It suddenly occurred to me that I had seen a photo in Yunling New Fourth Army Memorial Hall. Comrade Zhou Enlai and General Ye Ting stood on the bamboo raft, broke through the rapids and looked into the distance, looking serious. At that time, the anti-Japanese war was raging all over the sky and the survival of the nation was uncertain. They plan to command troops to go deep behind enemy lines and recover lost ground. Nowadays, the rapids in the upper reaches of Qingyi River have sunk to the bottom of the lake, and a green and calm Taiping Lake has emerged. Dozens of tons of ships can be unimpeded in this deep mountain depression. Bamboo and tea in mountainous areas can be transported to all parts of the country by water. A martyr who knows underground things will laugh it off with relief.

There is such a jade-like Taiping Lake at the foot of Huangshan Mountain, which is probably beyond many people's expectation and has not attracted due attention. Taiping Lake, Taiping Lake is beautiful, but not rich. It should be better and richer, and there are sufficient conditions to become better and richer. I hope that comrades, especially the leading comrades of the tourism department and other relevant departments, will personally appreciate this uncut jade. Taiping Lake is waving to you in spring clothes!

1in the first half of 962, I couldn't write anything. Not because of illness, nor because of laziness, but because of travel.

In February, I went to Guangzhou to attend a drama creation conference. In the north, the weather is still very cold. I was still wearing a fur coat when I got on the train. As soon as I entered Guangdong, all flowers were in full bloom, and my fur coat was useless. So I moved the idea of a spring outing. During the meeting, I used the weekend to visit famous cities such as Conghua, Foshan, Xinhui and Gaoyao. The road in Guangdong is really good. Our car is new and fast. We are very happy. After the meeting, You Xing remained strong, but he and his friends Yang Hansheng and Cao Yu stayed in Shantou, passing through Huiyang, Haifeng, Puning and Haimen, and visited Chenghai and Chao 'an. From Chaoshan to Fujian, I went to Zhangzhou, Xiamen, Quanzhou and Fuzhou, and then returned to Beijing from Shanghai.

I just wanted to get a pen when I got home, but I was invited to Hohhot to attend the 15th anniversary meeting of Inner Mongolia Autonomous Region, so I left home for ten days. It's already mid-May.

From north to south, from south to north, I ran a lot of roads and went to many places this time. If you tell them one by one, three days and three nights will be enough, and you may be in trouble. On the way, I didn't have time to write, just wrote some short poems in bits and pieces. Now, I want to write some thoughts about traveling in the south, or not too trivial.

park

When visiting various places, we always visit the park first, which is the beginning. After seeing more than a dozen famous cities in the north and south, I got the impression that the original parks were clean, newly renovated and well equipped. Almost all parks have specially opened playgrounds for children. I like to stand outside these small parks and watch fat dolls swing, skateboard and ride colorful wooden horses. How beautiful! I didn't like this when I was a kid. Seeing these happy dolls, I can't help thinking about the future of China. Who knows what great things they will do in the future!

Cities, big or small, that didn't have parks in the past have now added parks. This is a great event in the life of city people.

Before liberation, some parks were dilapidated and nominal. Today, whether it is old or new, it really looks like a park.

At the same time, the restaurants and teahouses in the park have also changed. Once upon a time, these were places for the leisure class to kill time. They are full of food and drink. It's time to comment on the heads and feet of women coming and going. Today, customers are mainly working people. This is a huge change. Once upon a time, I dared not go to the park more, and I hated those idle people who ate all day without saying anything. Now, as soon as I entered the park, I saw the lush flowers and trees and the beautiful scenery of pavilions and pools, which made me feel refreshed. I was even happier when I saw the tourists. You see, how wonderful it is for working people to help the old and take care of the young, spend sundays or other holidays, talk and laugh, or have dinner with three or five friends, or have a rest with the whole family over tea! Isn't it the most gratifying thing that the park is beautiful, people are healthy and their lives have improved? This is really "the pure land of working people, and the wind will start when a hundred flowers bloom"! These are two sentences in my poem that don't look like poetry.

inn

Throughout Guangdong and Fujian, there is a rare sight in the north. That is to say, many cities have decent guest houses to entertain overseas Chinese returning home for sightseeing. The people's love for overseas Chinese is a proof. When passing by quicksand, I rested for half a day in this unfinished hostel. Quicksand is a small place, but the hotel is quite decent. This makes me very happy: I think that when I was abroad, although I was from the north, whenever I met overseas Chinese in Fujian and Guangdong, I seemed to see my relatives. They asked questions and asked eagerly about the situation of the motherland. At that time, when the Kuomintang was in power, domestic and foreign affairs were useless. What should I say to them? Have nothing to say, so we have to smile. Today, overseas Chinese can come back and have a look. The motherland is really a thriving new atmosphere! Take quicksand as an example. There are decent cinemas, theaters, revolutionary memorials, reservoirs and so on. In the theater, we watched the best Chaozhou opera. In that short street, fried tofu, bean jelly, soybean milk, fried noodles and fruits are all delicious and varied. Yes, the motherland will encounter some difficulties in its construction; However, will the Chinese sons and daughters who have turned over be intimidated by difficulties? Don't! Absolutely not! When you encounter difficulties, overcome them! If you overcome difficulties, you will gain experience and skills, so you can do it better and faster, right?

cultural relic

Before liberation, it was almost a pain to see places of interest. For example, thirty years ago, I went to Longmen, Henan. The masterpieces of sculpture there for more than 1000 years have long been world-renowned. However, the heads of many exquisite Buddha statues were cut off by imperialists in collaboration with profiteers in China and smuggled into their country! How pathetic this is! Longmen is like this, and so are other places. Even the cultural relics in Beijing can't escape this fate: many precious works of art in the famous gardens of ancient temples were stolen by imperialists, and some were vandalized by Kuomintang troops.

Today, all the cultural relics worth preserving are protected and studied, which makes us proud. Not only the ancient temples and gardens in Guangzhou and Fuzhou have been repaired or protected, but also the ancestral temple in Foshan and the Seven Star Rock in Gaoyao are all splendid monuments. How happy we are! We have a long history and ancient culture. The protection of cultural relics not only increases our knowledge of history and art, but also makes us love our motherland more. Sightseeing used to be painful; Today's tour is exciting!

drama

Traveling in Fujian, Guangdong, there is a good show almost every night. Cantonese opera, Chaozhou opera, drama, Fujian opera, Gaojia opera, Puxian opera ... can't be completed, how wonderful they are! The most gratifying thing is that each drama has successors, and the old masters teach their stunts to male and female apprentices without reservation. Those students have a bright future, and their future is infinite. The master teaches well and the students study hard, so they learn quickly and well. Seeing so many operas competing for beauty, I really understand what a hundred flowers are and what a hundred flowers are! I love literature and art, and I am naturally happy to see this; I think others will be happy, too Who doesn't like watching good plays?

My trip to the south ends here. Suppose someone asks: What's the scenery like in Inner Mongolia? The answer is: the climate is different from mountains and rivers, the people's enthusiasm is also rising, and great achievements have been made in all aspects of construction, but not too much.