Pacing in the picturesque hometown land, often reminds me of the German poet H?lderlin "poetic habitat" of the famous poem. Every beautiful scene in front of me is an interpretation of the profound connotation of this verse. I was born in the city, grew up in the city, I live in this poetic almond blossoms in the window fragrance, clear stream flowing through the door, everywhere dense with ancient poetry and proud of the small town of Jiangnan.
"The water is like a practice, this place is Pingtian", when Li Bai poems Pingtian Lake, has been the second Hangzhou West Lake in our hearts. How many times the morning of the rising sun, or the evening sun full of dusk, I always love to go to the Pingtian Lake walk. Love Pingtian Lake in the morning, the morning wind whisked away the mist on the lake, like lifting a layer of fluttering veil, the distant mountains in the morning sun in the mood, seems to be in the vague mist in the grooming, Pingtian Lake is surrounded by green mountains and green trees, quiet as a jade wall, occasionally swept by the . The breeze wrinkles the surface of the lake, and the calm lake water flickers with scales of wave light.
A group of egrets flying from the dense jungle, "birdsong mountain more quiet". At this time the Pingtian Lake and everything around are in silence. The morning sun can't wait to come out from behind the distant mountains, shedding its light into the Pingtian Lake, and the egrets chasing and flipping over the lake.
When Li Bai saw the beauty of Pingtian Lake under the moonlight, he drank wine and composed a poem, writing "Bryan water is clean and clear, the moon is bright and egrets fly". Nowadays, Pingtian Lake is even more beautiful at night. The distant mountains are deep and thick in the night color. The Lotus Terrace is more brilliant in the change of colorful lights. The lake gently licked the embankment, the lotus platform under the microwave ripples, colorful ripples and embankment side of the decorative lights. The ancient temple on the opposite side of the lake is hidden in the mountain mist, the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain is soughing, the lights are flashing, like countless stars falling on the lake. Cool wind swept across the lake, swept across the lotus flower platform on the lake. Lightly brushing the bustling tourists on the embankment. The night of the Pingtian Lake, such as a quiet girl, in the swaying lights show its grace and beauty, holding the blooming in the night glittering lotus.
Hometown is a green city, is infiltrated with the Qingxi River, Qiupu water, a fertile land, Qingxi River sinks the water of the Five Ridges, from the scenery of the simple and elegant on the Qingxi River to the south of the city flow, around the city and go. Along the banks of the green willow, green grass, Smoky Willow Garden rows and rows of fluttering willows, a hundred lotus garden a burst of intoxicating lotus, here are retired elderly people's leisure and recreation places. Next to the Smoke Willow Ferry, the Pavilion on the Qu Trail Bridge, every day there are elderly people singing the Yellow Plum Tune, the Pavilion is crowded with people, standing, sitting, leaning against the Pavilion columns, concentrating on the Yellow Plum Tune in the rhyme, this time the Qu Trail Bridge side of the weeping willows, also seems to be quietly listening to the low-hanging willows dare not wantonly swinging. The melodious sound of the erhu accompanied by the melodious Huangmei tune, floating in the sky, and slowly fell into the Qingxi River, stirring up slight ripples, parks, bridges, plazas, everywhere is a melodious song, accompanied by the Square Dance delicate dance. Everywhere in the show the elderly "old happy" good life.
I walked from the old street, in front of the ancient buildings of the pink walls and tiles, exquisite and exquisite stone road. In the busy market, towering buildings behind, there are still quiet old streets and alleys, where I often look for childhood memories. The most memory of "small buildings listen to the spring rain overnight, deep alleys selling apricot blossoms in the morning" of Jiangnan apricot blossoms in the spring rain, that is the hometown of the most beautiful time. Like a lyric poem, like an ink painting. Let people intoxicated. The distant mountains are hidden in the smoke and rain. Qingxi River spring water ripples quietly flowing. "Drenched in apricot blossom rain, blowing face not cold willow wind." In March in Apricot Village, the flowers are red and the willows are green. People step on the spring color, wandering in the apricot blossom village, looking back to the year when Du Mu visited the restaurant scene. It was Du Mu when he visited the restaurant that the Qingming Festival of the smoke and rain, in the Apricot Blossom Village has lingered for a thousand years. Now ten thousand apricot blossoms bloom in the spring breeze, flowers and poetry in the village of apricot blossoms.
Beautiful hometown, mountains and water, is a beautiful scenery of the livable city. Standing on the Qi Mountain Cuiwei Pavilion, look far and wide, Pingtian Lake, "the mountains live in the water, the water has the mountains and charming" spring color dense Southeast Lake Wetland, "two oriole song Cuicui Liu, a line of egrets on the blue sky". Lotus ponds everywhere, lotus fragrance. The mountain side of the Cinnamon Garden buildings stand, want to try with the Qi Mountain than high. The towering buildings around the city have gradually extended to the foot of Mount Qi. The city has surrounded the Qi Mountain, making it a natural landscape bonsai with beautiful scenery in the city courtyard. The lakes and mountains reflect this beautiful city, with the mountains standing within the city and the city melting into the mountains. Qiupu River Qingxi water surrounded by this ancient poet land, let me feel that living here, it is really "poetic habitat".