Good mountains and rivers can't help but enter the pen of the lyricist and inkman. Without the continuous writing of the poet and the writer, it is difficult to see the intention and feelings beyond the true face of the landscape; Without the ever-changing and strange scenery of good mountains and rivers, it is impossible to show the superb writing and broad mind of the literati.

Dongting, this beautiful Hu Bo, I don't know how many literati have depicted it, and I don't know how many famous sentences have been achieved because of her.

Meng Xiangyang's "steam cloud Mengze, shaking Yueyang City." As soon as he made a shot, he was stunning. It has been sung for thousands of years, and it is still appreciated today.

Fan Wenzheng's famous article "Yu Guanfu Baling is victorious, in a lake in Dongting." ", about the demeanor of Dongting, adds infinite color to "The Story of Yueyang Tower".

Zhang Yuhu passes through the Dongting, and it is a different kind of scenery, which must be read carefully.

The Mid-Autumn Festival is approaching, and the Dongting Lake, perhaps because of the moisture of the lake, or because of the mild climate of the southern country, the green grass is still shining with eye-catching green. Although there is no tenderness and loveliness of spring, but with the richness and calmness of autumn, these grasses still give people a vigorous upward spirit. The grass is a little slender, but it has strong roots. They stood quietly by the lake, not swaying, not showing the slightest trace of the wind.

The vast Dongting Lake is 30,000 hectares huge. The surface of the lake is as flat as a mirror, with no end in sight, and the flat boat is in the lake, between the vastness, as if you will put yourself in the vast crystal field. As far as the eye can see, there is a world of water all around, bright and clear, white as silver. Thoughts flowed, as if this was not the world, but a fairyland. This is the world made of white jade, and this is the field paved by Qiong Yao.

A faint moonlight is reflected on the water. The water and the moon are like close friends. This month, the surface of the water is warmed with soft light, and the surface of the water is brightened with the light of harmony. The jade glow on the surface of the water seems to be the love silk of the moon to the water. The moonlight and the water light complement each other, you have me, I have you. The long Milky Way also casts its slender body in the lake. The Milky Way in the water and the Milky Way in the sky are so integrated that it is impossible to tell which one is the real body and which one is the phantom. The water and the moon, the moon and the water, the lake and the sky and the lake, are completely integrated into a perfect world, a perfect world. This world is the white jade world that integrates the inside and the outside, the Qiong Yao world that integrates the inside and the outside, the glass world that integrates the upper and lower, and the crystal world where things and I forget about things...... Everything is so tranquil, so gentle, so transparent, so unstained, so clear and clear......

The boat carried me, floating quietly on the water. It seems that this boat and people are also natural embellishments, and there is no trace of carving. The boat came to rest leisurely on the water, and my heart was as natural, as calm, and as empty as this situation...... What a wonderful experience, and what a wonderful feeling. It's a pity that this kind of life experience, life perception, I can only understand, but can't say. Therefore, at this moment, all the things in my heart cannot be described, cannot be spoken, and cannot be shared with everyone.

Suddenly, I remembered the days I had been outside the Five Mountains. What an unforgettable time! At that time, the only thing that accompanied me and could talk to me was probably this watery moonlight. The lonely moon shone on me alone, full of clear light and melancholy. Despite all the unhappiness in my heart, at that time, my heart was clear. Every time I face the bright moon and the clear light, I always know that I have a liver and gallbladder like ice and snow: innocent and clean.

After so many things, being able to swim on the quiet lake on this autumn night can be regarded as a kind of release in life that does not live up to nature, family and country, and self. At this point in life, think about it, I'm sorry, probably only my short sideburns, as I get older, my sideburns are getting thinner. When I think of this, I feel that the clothes on my body are a little thin. On this autumn night, it's still a little cool. The warmth and coldness of the four seasons still have an order and a rule, but it is just a matter of adding and subtracting clothes. When it comes to the warmth and coldness of people's hearts, it is elusive, it changes because of people, things, situations, and even changes. Hey, forget it, I don't want to do these things that spoil the scenery. Life, you have to be able to afford it, and you have to be able to let it go. The past is gone, and the storms of life have not overturned me. Now, am I not at ease in this blue sky and night, the bright moon in the sky, and the calm time and space? Life is bumpy, but I still have to live steadily, this is my attitude towards life.

Such a good month, such a big lake, such a beautiful view. I really want to have a feast and invite all things in heaven and earth to be my guests. I want to use the sweet water of the Xijiang River as a fine wine, and the Big Dipper as a wine spoon, I want to scoop up the water of the Xijiang River and let all the guests drink happily.

When I think of this, my heart is full of pride. Looking around, except for the moonlight and the lake, there is no one. I could only gently tap on the side of the boat and sing alone. The melodious singing wafted between the lake and the sky, and I had forgotten what it was, and I didn't need to know what time it was.

Attached Words:

Nian Nujiao [through the Dongting] Zhang Xiaoxiang

Dongting green grass, near the Mid-Autumn Festival, there is no wind at all. There are 30,000 hectares of Qiongtian in the jade world, and I have a leaf in the boat. The moon is bright, the bright river is shadowed, and the surface and the inside are clear. Leisurely heart, the wonder is difficult to talk to you.

Ying Nian Ling table has been going on for years, the lonely light shines on itself, and the liver and gallbladder are ice and snow. The short sideburns are sparse and the sleeves are cold, and they are stable and empty. Suck the Xijiang River, pour the Beidou carefully, and Vientiane is the guest. Knocking on the side alone, I don't know what day it is.