(a)

After arriving in Guangzhou, Ya quickly found a job and has never had leisure again. The children's fun is nothing more than visiting the supermarket, and in their hometown, they are obviously happier, because almost every Sunday they can go to the zoo to play.

Last summer, Ya took the children back to their hometown and visited the zoo......

In those two days, Tiangong seemed to be restless, and he was smiling, but he suddenly cried bitterly, and big tears crackled and fell, and after a while, the streets of Kung Fu Town were about to lift their trouser legs and walk. The water on the street is still wandering, but the heavens have broken into tears. 

In the midst of the moodiness of the Heavenly Father, the fire of the sun seems to be less great. After breakfast, Ya and her mother took the two children to the park by bus. 

The sky was so clear that there were no clouds, and the sun smiled warmly at the earth, and the mood became clear. In the park, under the dense foliage trees, people who have just finished dancing are sitting or standing or chatting, and there are several elderly people in wheelchairs silently watching the steaming crowd, with indifferent smiles in their eyes. 

In the future, the park that cares about children the most is the zoo located in the park. When I bought a ticket to enter, I heard the chirping of various birds. 

In front of the white stork's cage, a black stork with slender legs and a slender beak, dressed in a white feather coat, and its tail is like a black tassel, stands comfortably. The other shorter stork has long red legs and a slender beak, but its body has black and brown feathers. It pecks at the feathers on the back of the stork's neck with its slender beak, and the stork is dragged to a little unsteady on its feet. But instead of being angry, the white stork enjoyed it. At the end, the white stork raised its head and called "bang", as if to express gratitude to the other stork, or perhaps to say, "It's so comfortable!" ”。 This long, knocking on a bamboo board greatly attracted people's attention, and even children learned to scream. 

In another birdcage, several turkeys leisurely lowered their heads to feed, and a large turkey shrugged its feathers all over its body, pacing proudly with its head held high, and suddenly there was a long cry of "quack" in the sky, and the red strip of meat hanging from its nose swayed back and forth, very much like a fish that had been fished out of the water. 

The black geese, who served as messengers in ancient poems, pecked at the blades of grass on the ground in their cages. Snow-white swans gracefully swam in the pool in the cage, cruising like noble princes and princesses, deaf to the joyful shouts of the children, "Look! White swan! White swan! ”

The temperature is getting higher and higher. The ostrich, which is taller than a human head, has a long neck and a mouth that is wide open, as if it wants to spit out all the heat that has accumulated in its body. The black eyes reflect the bright waves in the sunlight. The solid feet were like long stones clinging to the earth, and the huge black wings were fanning around like a huge fan, as if fanning themselves. 

The camel's two humps tower. Known as the "Ships of the Desert", their humps hold water and dry food for the long desert journey. The Creator is great! Survival fittest in whatever region appears. 

Monkeys chase and frolic on the rockery, while some monkeys sit quietly in wells and watch people, waiting for people to throw down melon seeds, peanut candy, quickly catch them and send them to their mouths. The little monkey naughtily jumped on the shoulder of the old monkey, allowing the old monkey to move and jump to enjoy the rhythm of sitting in a sedan chair. 

A baboon covered in silver-gray fur clutched the barbed wire fence in its cage with one paw, while the other hand kept trying to reach into its tiny fingers. It turned out that on the other side of the barbed wire was a big monkey, which was clinging to the barbed wire, one paw on the net, one paw on the ground, and it was looking at the baboon separated by the barbed wire fence infatuately. They just stared at each other for a long time, completely oblivious to the noise around them. Their daily desire is probably to break through the barbed wire barrier and hug each other for a long time. Animals are no less affectionate than humans. 

Lying lazily in a cage were five or six huge mice. These so-called "cat-eating mice", all of them have big bellies and round waists, like little fat pigs, bigger than big cats, and are said to be dozens of years old "rat spirits". Presumably, the big cat was frightened when he saw it, and he hugged his head and jumped up. 

The black bear lazily closed its eyes to recuperate, and a black bear lay on all fours but playfully fiddled with the iron fence. The children shouted "Big Bear--- Second --- Bear", and the black bear looked up and played with the fence again. 

A little fox walks around in the cage, not brown and red or snow-white as we think, but jet black, with a thick tail that interprets its mystery and charm. Its dark and shiny eyes watched the people, listening carefully to their "fox fox" call. 

Wild boars, Siberian tigers, wolves, lions, and other heavyweights are probably accustomed to seeing crowds of people coming and going, and on this noon day when the sun is getting hotter, they simply hide in the cage and turn a deaf ear to the eager calls of the people. 

On the way back, parrots and thrushes chirp non-stop, which sharply increases the lively atmosphere in the park. The golden pheasant stretched its fluent body, and the peacock stood quietly on the shelf, dragging its long colorful feathers, but it had no intention of opening the screen to delight people...... 

In the lively chirping of birds, in the boiling voices, the children reluctantly walked out of the zoo. It was noon, I entered a dumpling restaurant, asked for a drink and beer, and sat in a shady restaurant, and the children were still talking about the fun stories in the zoo...... 

In the Yashu text, the word "leaning column" appears more than once. Once, a friend of the article quipped: "This railing is going to flood, throughout the ages, it has been constantly ...... by the railing" Yaxiao replied: The back balcony of my house is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and it is really a railing overlook......

The main entrance of Ya's house, although you can see the sunrise and moonrise, white clouds and blue sky, wind and rain and dark clouds, but the high-rise buildings stand on all sides, it is inevitable to have the feeling of sitting in the well and watching the sky, and the back balcony of Ya's house has a wide field of vision, so that Ya can see all kinds of beautiful scenery in spring, summer, autumn and winter.

Leaning on the railing, the sky is vast. The distant mountains are like daisies, rolling and undulating. In the evening, the sun sets in the west, half-hidden behind the mountain. The sunset spreads out in the sky, the light is shining, the colorful clouds are splashed with all kinds of heavy colors, and Ya's gaze is deeply tied to the clouds and cannot extricate himself......

Several tall telephone poles stood still, black wires like strings stretching across the air. The swallow stopped on it, muttering the strings. The turquoise trees are densely connected, like undulating green waves. The wind rises, the waves roll, the sound of the waves is magnificent.

By the pond, willow trees dance, the blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the water, another hazy beautiful picture of the sky. The lotus leaves are on the water, and the lotus flowers are delicate. Fish leap out of the water, causing ripples.

There are diligent people who open up vegetable fields, and from time to time they work in the fields with hoes and hats, and they have a beautiful picture of the countryside in their hearts.

often stand on the railing for a long time, watching the wind and rain, watching the clouds and the sky...... Ya is fascinated by the view of the railing......

Ya's family lives on the fifth floor, and she often stands on the back balcony and looks out over the railing. Blue sky and white clouds, green mountains and green waters, fields and ponds, it is really a leisurely south mountain, reveling in the heart of the pastoral picture. In the depths of the greenery, the chirping of various birds can often be heard. On summer evenings, frogs and crickets open their throats to start a singing competition. Sometimes you can hear the sound of fish jumping out of the water......

There are always leftovers at home, especially rice, that are thrown away overnight. One day, I read a book about Buddhism, and a little story in it touched Ya.

The story goes that in a temple, a woman cooked for the temple and threw out leftovers, attracting a swarm of rats. The women were very tired and took sticks to drive away the rats, and the rats died and wounded...... There are fewer rats in the temple. One day, the woman went up the mountain to chop wood and broke her leg.

She felt that she was fasting and reciting Buddha every day, why didn't God bless her, so that she broke her leg. Just as she was feeling sorry for herself, God appeared, and God said, "All beings are equal, and rats are also life, and rats eat nothing more than leftovers that you don't want, and they don't harm you, but you beat them to the point that they have missing arms and legs, and you are creating evil...... The woman was ashamed, and never drove the rats away, and her legs were healed.

Although Ya's family lives on the fifth floor, there are rats, cockroaches, and ants appear. Downstairs are the fields and woods, and there is not enough food in the fields to feed them?

Ya's leftovers are usually thrown in the trash, but after reading the story, Ya changed her mind. She throws the food she doesn't eat downstairs in the woodland, where it can be eaten by birds, fish, mice, bugs, ants, etc...... When they have food downstairs, they may not come to visit Ya's house.

Like watermelon seeds, pumpkin seeds, etc., will also be thrown into the ground downstairs, maybe watermelons and pumpkins will grow in the ground next year.

Ya's grandmother began to eat fasting and chanting Buddha at the age of five, and she was a vegetarian all her life. When Ya was a child, she still ate eggs, and later heard that eggs would hatch chicks, and she stopped eating them when she was alive. When my grandmother was in Ya's house, she made two pots of rice at home, one pot of meat and one pot of vegetarian.

Jah's mother was a believer in Christ, and the sisters often went to church with her when they were young. Ya received a communist ideological education at school. When she entered her youth, she felt that her life was confused, so she synthesized these thoughts: all beliefs that teach people to be good are good, and she has a positive attitude.

There is a new place to go for leftovers, and Ya is quite happy.

(b)

Xanadu is a Chinese idiom that originally referred to the ideal state of living a happy life isolated from social reality. The latter also refers to a place where the environment is quiet and the life is comfortable, and it refers to a kind of utopian and beautiful world that is divorced from the struggle of reality.

Tao Yuanming, a writer from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, recorded in "The Story of the Peach Blossom Spring": A fisherman rowed a boat into a cave and found a peach source. The inhabitants here are men and women who weave, adults and children all participate in labor, there are no taxes or forced labor, the relationship between the people is very simple and cordial, and there is a peaceful atmosphere everywhere, isolated from the outside world.

People in the world probably yearn to live in paradise, even if it is the emperor, his heart is probably filled with the fragrance of peach blossoms, bathed in the warm sunshine, and close his eyes to enjoy the beauty of birds and flowers......

If people are not burdened by fame and fortune, and do not run around for food, clothing, housing and transportation, will the baby-like happy and bright smile stay on their faces for a long time? Is there a warm sunshine in the wrinkles of the twilight years, rather than the vicissitudes of life between the eyebrows?

If we were born into a paradise-like dwelling, with simple folk customs, harmonious homes and neighbors, and abundant food and clothing, would we not have seen and heard many human tragedies and darkness?

Since Ya came to this factory-filled city, he merged into the turbulent flow of the sun, moon and stars that were rushing for life. Breathing in the fresh air of the morning, watching the morning glow fill the sky is already happy, watching the starry sky at night and the moon in the sky is already pleasant, and it is a luxury to be able to make up for a comfortable lazy sleep and stretch the tired nerves. More satisfaction in daily life is to look at the railing at home.

Ya's family lives on the fifth floor, pushing open the back door, leaning on the black wrought iron railing and looking into the distance, the flower of calm and beauty slowly blooms in the heart. In the boring and unchanging routine, this peace is precious. Ya often leaned on the railing silently, unwilling to withdraw her sour eyes for a long time. These eyes used to be smart and clear, long days of work, obsessed with the phone in the middle of the night, has tormented it to sleepiness, and tears when the wind sees the sun, although it has nothing to do with the mood or sorrow. Now it can't see anything without frowning and squinting. She indulged herself in her own willfulness and ignored its withering appearance.

If you have leisure at home, you can follow the example of the ancients by the railing, and you can see everything you want. As far as the eye can see, the mountains melt into the sky, and the clouds seem to climb over the mountains, and then stretch out to paint a magnificent picture in the clear sky. The clouds change colors in the eyes of the sun, and the neon clothes and feathers swirl in the sky, sometimes splashing ink freehand Chinese paintings, sometimes the ink clouds rolling and magnificent, full of the eyes of all beings to watch.

In fact, at the foot of the mountain is an asphalt road that winds along the mountain, and the road is full of traffic, rushing people who are busy with life. Tight on the road is a clear river, sparkling in the sky, sometimes there are small boats floating on the water, the picture of the river boat fishing night is inexplicably exciting.

But the railing does not see the picture of the trees below the mountains. Because there is also a green jungle that hides them, this is the green waves that come into view. These trees rise and fall, dancing with the wind, like the waves of the green sea and the continuous green mountains. The nearest row of trees is so straight that it is more than five stories high. When the storm comes, the trees seem to transform into soft-limbed dancers, spinning vigorously in the wind, dancing with long sleeves and rehearsing war songs to the whistling of the wind. When the wind is calm, they are dressed up and their faces are quiet.

In the embrace of the green mountains, there was a clearing without shade, and Ya saw people hoeing the field, which was a small vegetable garden, and a fence surrounded by branches. Through the gap covered by the trees, you can see that there is a small pond, which is so calm, and under the cover of the trees, it enjoys the tranquility of the years.

Overlooking the railing, a green pond is surrounded by green trees to express the quiet beauty of the day. The lotus flower that stands on the graceful jade causes people to reverie beautifully, and the dragonfly flapps its wings as thin as cicada wings and skims the water, stopping on the beautiful lotus flower, as if pouring out the feelings of longing.

Fish leap out of the water, stirring up layers of ripples, this beautiful place probably makes the fish also jump out to see the prosperity of the world.

The water is beautiful and the forest is lush with green grass, and some people actually drive cattle to graze every day. There are more than a dozen cow fathers, cows, cows, cows, and children in this herd, and they actually walk through the village every day and trek here across the road. In the middle of the night, the long cry of the cows evokes the idyllic scenery in people's minds, which is a rare scene.

Unknown birds chirped in the jungle, snow-white, long-billed and thin-legged birds were seen pacing leisurely by the water's edge, and pheasants in colorful clothes were once seen flying among the grass.

It was already winter, and the sparkling water of the river had risen into mist and merged into the clouds, and the dry water had turned into the appearance of land, and there was sparse grass spreading.

When I came back after the Spring Festival last year, in order to solve the problem of always leftovers, Ya bought a Xiaoice cabinet. But within a few days, the leftovers could not be filled, so they were thrown in the grass downstairs, hoping that the birds, insects and mice would be satisfied, after all, they were all living beings. With these foods, they may not have to work hard to forage all day long.

However, she noticed that there were a few more roosters and hens foraging in the grass, but no one seemed to live here.

One day, Ya unexpectedly noticed that patches of white and black appeared in the grass. She wondered who had dumped the garbage in this quiet place? Yadingqing took a closer look and found that some things would still move. When I looked at them closely, I found that they were a flock of ducks. Wild ducks? This beautiful place has attracted wilderness! Ya couldn't help but be excited. They are not noisy and seem to be very orderly.

There was still some water at the far end of the pond, and the ducks lined up one after another to drink. These ducks are looking down in the grass to feed on something, and from time to time they spread their wings and shake their feathers to relax and relax. In the evening, Ya heard a woman's cry, "Come, come......

The ducks were marching in line into the jungle. When most of the ducks were gone, there were still five or six ducks lying quietly in the grass, and there seemed to be no sign of leaving. Ya Xiang: Do they stay here at night? At that moment, she saw a duckling running from a puddle with its wings outstretched. When it ran to the big ducks, the ducks got up and walked in line into the jungle. Animals are so respectful of the old and love the young, and they are in order.

On the second day, the third day, the ducks used the parched bottom of the river as a paradise every day. Jaya wondered when the grass at the bottom of the river had grown, and she wondered even more about where the ducks had come from. These ducks don't seem to be strangers to the jungle......

It's been nearly two years since she came here, and Ya has never noticed that this jungle is inhabited. When the ducks came, Ya's eyes began to look for the small bridge and flowing water. Is it a small gray two-story building at the end of the woods? This family's choice of this place as a place to live is also unique.

Not far away there is a busy asphalt road, beyond which are densely packed villages, connected by small buildings, and people prefer to live in groups rather than be alone in a wide and secluded area.

When I was young, I often stayed at my grandmother's house. My grandmother's family lived in the westernmost part of the village. In front of the house is a wide, deep orchard, and at the end of the orchard is a small river. It was a quiet place, but the aunts said that they were afraid at night, and they trembled and frightened even the night, and the shrill howl of the wind through the treetops was like a ghostly howl. So, when my uncle grew up, he built a house in the middle of the village.

Why did the family live alone at the end of a wooded field? Do you like to be quiet? Do you also yearn for paradise? This woodland is truly a paradise. It is not located in the deep mountains and old forests, there are buildings where people live, and there is a lot of traffic in the distance. From this point of view, this family is a person with a peach source complex like Tao Yuanming. When the pond is not dry, the ducks should live in a small pond in the jungle, when they are not very old.

Yaping also heard a woman shouting "Come, come, come......", and she thought that the owner of the herd was calling the herd home, but it turned out to be the ducks coming home.

The chickens should have been raised by this family, and the vegetable plot should have been opened up by this family...... This family is really far-sighted and discerning. This secluded woodland is truly a paradise......