That round moon

Xi Murong

Therefore, on that night, when the moon shone into the ancient mountain forest, I must have been deeply I must have been deeply moved.

When I was so young at the time, I always thought that these moments would have happened and that I should enjoy them. I was moved only because they were surprisingly beautiful. But I never expected that there would be such a night, that I could be on such a high mountain in early spring, that there would be such a large expanse of lush green trees, and that there would be such clear moonlight all night long. It was really amazing. A rare encounter in the world, a dream that will never happen again.

That night, when I stood in front of the winding mountain path, I was just twenty years old, and the moon had just risen from the side of the mountain.

What a moon that is!

Before it appeared, the world was dark, the path looked deep and scary, and I almost didn’t have the courage to move. And when the moon rises from behind the mountain, in that moment, everything and everything is like the moon, giving me a clear and translucent luster like water, and my heart also shines in that moment, Become full, happy and peaceful.

Sometimes happiness is just a very simple feeling. That night, when I slowly walked up the mountain along the path covered with ferns, maybe it was because of the circuitous path, or maybe it was because of the joy in my heart, but I didn’t feel the climb at all. of hard work and effort.

We walked to a clearing with a slightly sparse forest. There were just a few big rocks for us to sit down and take a rest. When I looked up at the sky, I just wondered why those trees grew so straight and so high. The moonlight poured down like mercury in such a clear sky, soaking my whole body in the moonlight, and I felt that my heart had become transparent. Youth is like mellow wine, it seems that I drank it all in one gulp that night, it is fragrant and fragrant.

What kind of youth is that!

There is not a full moon like that every night, and not everyone can encounter a full moon like that. The beauty and preciousness of youth lie in its innocence and flawlessness, in the fact that it can be encountered but cannot be sought, and in the fact that it will never come back.

As for me today, when I look back with sadness, in addition to being surprised and admiring the arrangement of creation, there is also something that I could not detect when I was young, a deep sense of gratitude. Deeply convinced and grateful.

The Autumn Colors of Biyun Temple

Biyun Temple in Xishan, Beijing is a large temple and a large forest. In those yards of various sizes, there are trees or flowers. There are many types of trees, and many of them are towering trunks that have lived hundreds of years. Near the temple, there are also quite dense trees on the highlands and mountains.

I moved to the temple on the Mid-Autumn Festival. Among the lush trees, I rarely saw yellow or red leaves.

Half a month has passed. Some trees in the temple gradually began to change colors. The persimmon trees in front of the stone pagoda and the ivy climbing the stone bridges and rockeries in the yard seemed to have experienced autumn first, and the leaves slowly turned yellow and red. However, green dominance has basically not wavered. Recently, the situation has changed. Yellow, red, and red colors are everywhere. It came so quickly that it awakened my vague sense of season.

Every ivy here and there is quickly putting on new clothes. Most of them change from green to yellow, to red, to red, to red... It is not easy for us to find the whole green leaves. In the yard in front of Luohan Hall, there is a ivy wrapped around a large locust tree on the north wall. On weekdays, we don't notice the difference between the leaves of it and the locust tree. In the past few days, things have been completely different. Some leaves of the locust tree are gradually turning yellow, but the whole tree is still green. However, the countless leaves of the ivy change from green to yellow to red, clearly showing their beauty on the trunk and branches. Especially under the sunlight, the dark red, light red, golden, and orange leaves all shine brightly, making the big locust tree look beautiful and lovely.

The two sycamore trees in front of the Sakyamuni Buddha Hall, the towering ginkgo trees in front of the Maitreya Buddha Hall, the black jujube tree beside the stone bridge in the Quanshui Courtyard... they are all covered in yellow robes.

Most of the leaves of a sala tree in the Sun Yat-sen Memorial Hall are edged with yellow, and most of the leaves of the Lingxiao flower tree that rises along the old cypress under the hall steps have also turned brown.

Naturally, those tall old cypresses and pine trees are relatively conservative. Although a few leaves have turned into a rust color, the dark green robes on their bodies are not willing to take off easily. . The leaves of the locust tree are also not changing rapidly. But, no matter what, now, the scenery of Biyun Temple has become colorful. The colorful autumn forest has its own special mood and style. The beauty of a summer garden cannot replace it nor sum it up.

Me and the Temple of Earth

Shi Tiesheng

If we use the time of day to correspond to the four seasons, of course spring is morning, summer is noon, autumn is dusk, and winter is night. If we use musical instruments to correspond to the four seasons, I think spring would be trumpet, summer would be timpani, autumn would be cello, and winter would be French horn and flute. What if the sounds in this garden correspond to the four seasons? Then, spring is the whistle of pigeons floating above the altar, summer is the long cicada song and the poplar leaves making fun of the cicada song, and autumn is the eaves of the ancient palace. The wind chimes are ringing, and in winter it is the random and empty sound of woodpeckers pecking wood. The scenery in the garden corresponds to the four seasons. In spring, it is a path that is sometimes pale and sometimes black, and in the sometimes bright and sometimes gloomy sky, strings of flowers sway; in summer, it is a dazzling and scorching stone bench, or a cool and crawling stone bench. There are moss-covered stone steps with fruit peels at the bottom and half a wrinkled newspaper on the steps; in autumn there is a large bronze bell. A large bronze bell was once abandoned in the northwest corner of the garden. The bronze bell is related to this The garden is of average age, covered with green rust, and the characters are no longer legible; in winter, there are a few old sparrows with fluffy feathers in the clearing in the forest. How to use mood to correspond to the four seasons? Spring is the season of illness, otherwise people will not easily detect the cruelty and longing of spring; in summer, lovers should fall in love in this season, otherwise it will seem like they are sorry for love; in autumn, you buy a potted flower from outside and bring it home. At that time, I put the flowers in my far away home, and opened the windows to let the sunshine into the house, and slowly recalled and sorted out some moldy things; in winter, accompanied by the stove and books, I over and over again strengthened my determination to never die. , write letters that are not sent. You can also use art forms to correspond to the four seasons, so that spring is a painting, summer is a novel, autumn is a short song or poem, and winter is a group of sculptures. What about dreams? How about using dreams to correspond to the four seasons? Spring is the cry on the treetops, summer is the drizzle in the cry, autumn is the land in the drizzle, and winter is a lonely pipe on the clean land.