Xu Zhimo: Cambridge as I know it.

On both sides of the river are the most lush lawns that are evergreen all the year round. From the upstairs of the alumni residence, there are always more than a dozen oxen and white horses on the grassland on the other side, no matter in the morning or in the evening. Their shins and hooves are not in the weeds, and they are chewing indulgently. The yellow flowers of the stars are turbulent in the wind, so they should be brushed with their tail bristles. The two ends of the bridge are protected by sloping weeping willows and shadows. The water is completely clear, less than four feet deep, and long strips of aquatic plants are evenly distributed. This lawn on the shore is my favorite pet. In the Qing dynasty, in the evening, I often sat on this natural brocade, sometimes reading, sometimes watching the water, sometimes lying on my back watching the clouds in the sky, and sometimes snuggling up to the tenderness of the earth.

But the romantic scenery on the river is not limited to the beautiful scenery on both sides. You have to buy a boat to play. There are more than one kind of boats: ordinary sculls, light canoes, and the most chic gondolas. The last one is not common in other places: it is about 20 feet long and 3 feet wide. You stand straight at the stern and walk with a long pole. This support is a technology. I am too stupid to learn. On the first attempt, it was easy to paddle the boat in the river and bump it around. English people don't laugh easily, but be careful of their silent frown! I don't know how many times the original leisurely order in the river has been disturbed by my reckless layman. I really haven't learned it; Every time I rent a boat and try again, a white-bearded boatman often sarcastically says to me, "Sir, it's so hard to punt, and it's so hot and tired. Let's go for a walk in a canoe! " I didn't listen, but the long pole pulled the boat away little by little, and as a result, I cut off several sections of the river.

You stand on the bridge over the river and watch others support you. How effortless, how beautiful, especially on Sunday, there are several expert girls, wearing white mourning clothes, skirts fluttering in front of the wind, wearing wide-brimmed tulle hats, the shadow of which is shaking among the weeds. You can see that they are very arrogant when opening the bridge, twisting a long rod without weight, only gently and inadvertently. Their agility, leisure and lightness are really worth singing.

In early summer, when the sun is getting warmer, you can buy a boat, paddle off the bridge, lie in the shade, read your book or dream, the fragrance of Sophora japonica floats on the water, and the sound of fish teases in your ear. Or in the early autumn dusk, the cold light in recent months, looking up at the secluded place. Lively teenagers, with their girlfriends, are holding a pair of oriental colored paper lamps and chatterboxes by the boat. Boats are in their hearts, and they are sailing to no man's land, enjoying their wild happiness-who doesn't like to listen to the underwater music depicting dreams and spring on the quiet river!

People who are used to city life are not easy to know the changes of seasons. When you see the leaves fall, you know it's autumn, when you see the leaves turn green, you know it's spring; Install the stove when it is cold, and dismantle it when it is hot; Take off the cotton robe, put on the double robe, take off the double robe and put on the single robe: that's it. The news of the stars in the sky, the news of the underground soil and the news of the wind blowing in the air are none of our business. Busy, there are so many things, who has the patience to bear the transfer of stars, the rise and fall of flowers and plants, and the changes in the situation? At the same time, we complain about our life, pain, boredom, depression and boredom. Who will admit that being a man is happy? Who doesn't curse life?

On both sides of the river are the most lush lawns that are evergreen all the year round. From the upstairs of the alumni residence, there are always more than a dozen oxen and white horses on the grassland on the other side, no matter in the morning or in the evening. Their shins and hooves are not in the weeds, and they are chewing indulgently. The yellow flowers of the stars are turbulent in the wind, so they should be brushed with their tail bristles. The two ends of the bridge are protected by sloping weeping willows and shadows. The water is completely clear, less than four feet deep, and long strips of aquatic plants are evenly distributed. This lawn on the shore is my favorite pet. In the Qing dynasty, in the evening, I often sat on this natural brocade, sometimes reading, sometimes watching the water, sometimes lying on my back watching the clouds in the sky, and sometimes snuggling up to the tenderness of the earth.

But the dissatisfied life is mostly because of self-help. I am a believer in life, and I believe that life is never as gloomy and miserable as most of us just push it from our own experiences. Our root cause is forgetfulness. People are born children, just as flowers and birds on branches are born children; But unfortunately, we are civilized people. Our entry into the WTO is as deep as a day, and we are as far away from nature as a day. Can you be happy without flowers and plants in the soil and fish in the water? Can you survive? From nature, we get our life; From nature, we should share our sustained nutrition. Which swaying tree goes deep into endless secret places without a wrong root? We will never be independent. There are happy children who never leave their mothers, and healthy people who are always close to nature. You don't have to swim with deer, you don't have to go back to the "abode of fairies and immortals"; In order to cure the embarrassment of our current life, as long as we don't completely forget nature, there is hope that our symptoms will be alleviated. Roll a few times on the grass, take a bath in the sea, and go to the heights to see the sunrise and the evening scenery-the burden on your shoulders will be relaxed.

This is of course a very superficial truth. But if I hadn't met Cambridge, I wouldn't have such confidence. I have only experienced that spring in my life. Unfortunately, I didn't waste it. In that spring, my life was natural and I really enjoyed it! Although it happened to be the most painful period in my life. At that time, I had plenty of leisure, freedom and absolute opportunities to be alone. Strange to say, I seem to realize the brightness of the stars and the moon, the green grass, the hospitality of flowers and running water for the first time. Can I forget the arrogance of early spring? How many mornings, I braved the cold and walked alone in the frosty Woods-listening to birds singing, looking forward to the sunrise, looking for flowers waking up in the soil, and experiencing the most subtle and wonderful spring letter. Ah, that's the new thrush trying its new sound on the endless green branches over there! Ah, this is the first little snowball to earn semi-frozen soil! Ah, isn't this the new lonely wicker?

It's too quiet. This water-soluble avenue is dotted with the silence around here only by the sound of a milk truck in the distance. Go along this avenue to the end, then turn into a path in the Woods and go to a smoky place. Overhead is the shade of elm trees, revealing the bleak dawn; Further on, through this forest, Yuan Ye is flat at present. You can see cottages and green wheat fields, and there are three or two buns-shaped hills in the distance to cover a passage. The horizon is foggy, and the sharp shadow is the temple near the village. Listen, Xiao Zhong's gentle voice. This area is the plain in the middle of this state, and the terrain is like light waves in the sea, which fluctuates greatly; Mountains are invisible, some are evergreen grasslands and fertile fields. Looking up at the mound, Cambridge is just a lush forest and a few pavilions. The charming He Kanghe has disappeared. You can only imagine first-class simplicity with the brocade-like trees. Cottage and Woods are the chess pieces of this website. There are huts with good shade and huts with good shade. This morning is the time to watch the kitchen smoke: the fog rises gradually, revealing a gray sky (preferably after dusk). From far and near, kitchen smoke, wispy, wispy, rolled, light, heavy, dark gray, light blue and pale, gradually rises and gradually disappears in the static vitality, as if it were a person who came to China. Chaoyang is rare, and the weather is early spring. But when it comes, getting up early is a great pleasure. In an instant, the color of the field deepened, and a layer of gauze-like gold powder covered the grass, trees, passages and farmhouses. For an instant, there was a thick morning tenderness around here. In an instant, your heart also moistened the glory of being born during the day. The clear sky of "spring" victory seems to whisper in your ear. "Spring!" Your happy soul seems to be there.

Waiting for the scenery on the river, there is news every day this spring. Care about the moss marks on stones, the flowers in rotten grass, the rapidity of water, the growth of aquatic plants, the clouds in the sky and the new bird songs. The timid snowball is the messenger of Tanchun Letter. Lily of the valley and vanilla are the first joyful sounds. Gentle and graceful lotus, exquisite narcissus, lively Crook, hardworking dandelion and daisy-at this time, the spring has been brilliant in the world, and there is no need for diligent exploration.

Grand spring conference. This is the time for your outing. Lovely road administration, here is no better than China, where is it not an open avenue? Hiking is fun, but riding a spinning bike is even more fun. Cycling in Cambridge is a common skill. Women, children and the elderly all enjoy the joy of this pair of round dances. I heard in Cambridge that spinning wheels are not afraid of being stolen, just because everyone has their own cars and no one wants to steal them. You can choose a direction, you can go to a passage, follow the breeze of the grass and let the wheels go far away. Keeping half a day's leisure is a tonic for the soul. There is plenty of shade and beautiful grass on this road, so you can rest anywhere. You love flowers. There are many splendid grasslands here. You like birds. There are many skilled songbirds here. If you love children, this country is full of amiable children. If you love human feelings, there are many villagers here who don't mind traveling. You can "hang up the bill" for the night anywhere, with yogurt and tender potatoes for your meal and a wide range of fruits for you to taste fresh. If you love wine, every "hope" in this country will store good new wine for you. If dark beer is too strong, cider and ginger wine will quench your thirst and moisten your lungs. ..... Take a book, walk ten miles, choose a quiet place, look at the sky, listen to birds, read books, and dream on the grass when you are tired-can you imagine a more suitable way to relax?

Lu Fangweng has a poem: "Call a swift horse to welcome the new moon, but enjoy the cool night"; This is the romance of being an official. Although I didn't ride a horse or sit in a sedan chair when I was in Cambridge, I also had my romantic life: I often rode my bike to catch up with Pingyang in the sky at sunset. I can't catch up with the sun. I don't have the absurdity of Kuafu, but I stole the tenderness of the evening scene. I have three or two painting-like experiences, which are still vivid in my mind. Just watching the sunset, we usually only know how to climb mountains or face the sea, but in fact we just need a vast sky, and the sunset glow on the flat ground is sometimes just as magical. Once I rushed to a place with a village fence in my hand and watched the changes in the western world through a wave of wheat. Once, a large flock of sheep came back from grazing on a wide road. The huge sun is shining on their backs with Hui Jin, but the sky is dark in You Lan, leaving only one road and a group of creatures in this incredible light! My heart suddenly felt the oppression of the opposite sex, and I really knelt down and faced the golden light of Ran Ran. This is another unforgettable miracle. It is close to the endless prairie, which is full of bright red poppies. On the grass, it is as elegant as ten thousand golden lamps. Sunlight shone obliquely from the brown clouds and became a strange purple, transparent and unable to stare. Suddenly, in my dazzling vision, this grassland became ... not to mention, you don't believe it!

It's been over two years, Cambridge. Who knows my homesickness? I don't want anything else I just want to be shaken by the late clock in the evening, the uncovered field, leaning on the soft grass alone and watching the first big star appear on the horizon!

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