Meishan three chapters

□ He Yuansheng

San Su Temple

I greeted the religious ceremony with religious rituals.

Su Shi, Su Shi, and Su Zhe stationed the door with a smile on the Northern Song Dynasty. They have unlimited tolerance and love for me, which is the highest courtesy I have received in my life. I was emotional for this, and my lips trembled.

"Three Su" came from thousands of years ago, Su Shi's hand held "Six Kingdoms" and "Different Different theory". Quick Pavilion. These text beads are round and jade, and they have been shining.

"A father and son, a three -poem, four eternal articles," all people who pass the front hall will recite softly. Crossing the threshold, there is a statue of San Su in the "Hall". When you see yourself, who is more yourself? Su Shi touched the beard, and Su Shi and Su Zhe also touched the beard, and they had the comfort of blowing bamboo forests.

Yes, bamboo can be seen everywhere in the San Su Temple. "Thousands of bamboo in front of the door, the four libraries on the hall", but this is not enough.

The wind blew again, and the bamboo forests quickly reflected the history and showed history.

Water street

On the water street, people are turbulent water, and water is a quiet person.

There is a stage in the water, the woman on the stage, Chang'e ran out of the water like the moon, she was dancing and singing. The music is gentle, the figure is soft, and the taste of the Song Dynasty. At night, everyone compared her to Mingyue. This woman from the palace of heaven really wondered "what year is this night"?

Water was walking quietly, and people slowly dispersed. The prosperous water street was left to me like a huge question mark.

When people go to the building, the moon is the largest. When I came to the center of the stage, I had to treat myself as a word card. In fact, the problem of "when the moon had" has exceeded the category of philosophy. The best blessings of human beings, the poet has already written it, "I hope that people will last long, and they will be a thousand miles."

Water Street is in Meishan, and in my heart.

Liujiang Ancient Town

There is no river in the ancient town of Liujiang.

The ancient town waited quietly in the years, using a simple brick tile, a elegant banyan tree, and a lonely hanging foot building, waiting for each person to come.

Here, the flowing water of the Huaxi River is slow and the cloud is lazy. Walking in a slow time, if you are not careful, you can also see another self, sitting on a stone bench and dazed.

When the rain comes, the ancient town is in the rainy rain, the ancient fragrance is ancient, and it has the temperament of the Song Dynasty poets. The rain knocking on the slate, and also beating the soul. Some verses naturally sent out, "Last night, the three more rain", "white rain jumping beads into the boat", "water light and clear square" ...

Suddenly I thought of Dongpo's walking in the rain. Along with each other, he was unknown. In the wind and rain, bamboo sticks and mango shoes, the realm of life, calmly reached the height of "no wind and rain, no sunny".

The rain is here again, who is afraid?

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