This was Gu Cheng's 1982 aria in Chongqing's Shaping Park, and as one of those accustomed to his dark eyes, I was a bit taken aback. The scars of the times certainly cast a shadow on the poet's heart.
Thinking about the experience gives us the opportunity to see the words that are destined to amaze us for the rest of our lives.
The night gave me black eyes, and I use them to find light.
It was reading sentences like these that brought me once again to Shapin Park.
Shaping Park Gate
The same as many years ago, this is still Shaping Park, and unlike many years ago, this is no longer the impressionable Shaping Park.
Remember when I entered Shaping Park in the past, it was for its Leaning Tower of Pisa, Pyramid, Eiffel Tower. The world's best landscapes, scaled down to equal proportions, sound very foreign.
The original Shaping Park did live up to its name, condensing the earth in style for Chongqing people to gather around. Then, the parks that came after it sprang up, and more and more Chongqing people's eyes were brought to the real world by the geometrically developing transportation.
Shaping Park's features instead hindered its development and gradually died out.
Here, after a few renovations, there is no longer the maverick of a world park, but the peaceful idleness that every park has; ? Nothing to do? The public in the leisurely laughter; walk around the corner of the always meet the green plants and flowers, waterfront gardens.
Waterfront verdant
If the line of sight to open up a lot, assuming that overlooking the entire Shapingba District, you will find Shaping Park's location is surprisingly good.
It is located in the center of the main city of Shapingba, backed by the towering Glorious Mountain, the east overlooking the city's high point, Pingdingshan, north of the Three Gorges Plaza, the traffic around the second up to the bustle. It is the most valuable piece of urban land in Shapingba.
This in the inch of land in the center of the Shapingba area of the city's green space, built in 1957, has been as the Shapingba people work and study after the relaxation of the first place to exist, so that people have a deep affection for it, and even in the countless times of urban renewal, it can always escape the fate of another, but as a party to carry the memories of the public **** green space to continue to this day.
No matter once whether the tourists like weaving, or suddenly the door can be sparrow, it is quiet place hibernation in this, do not fight not snatch not sound, proving the existence of the truth is the truth of the truth.
Shaping Lawn
Shaping Park in the meadow Bihu small forests, everything, the garden lingering, you can get the natural forest and spring of happiness; park covers a wide area, the terrain is variable, a lot of pavilions scattered in the landscape between the occasional sitting, listening to the birds entertaining the tops of the forest, watching the wind play shallow waves, you can forget about the hustle and bustle of the downtown area.
Along the way to enjoy the scenery, Bonsai Garden is small and exquisite, the size of the dry world, the ancient meaning of Zen.
Bonsai Garden
Suitable for the season into the tea garden, ? The winding paths through the secluded place, Zen room flowers and trees deep? The poem will be on your mind in no time. Walking through the wishing pool, the autumn wind wrinkled half of the pool of autumn water, there are half-yellow leaves sparsely floating to the water surface, such as dancing butterflies, dancing out of the peace of a certain symbol.
I walked along the shore of the lake, in the cobblestone pathway, leisurely walking, swimming eyes, I do not feel remember Gu Cheng once came to this side. The traces of the poet's emotion have not dissipated, but I prefer Gu Cheng's poems to the heaviness of the beginning.
The tree branch tried to tear the sky, but only poked a few tiny holes. It lets in light from beyond the sky, which people call the moon and stars.
Or so it was perceived.
Paint a cluster of flames on a rough stone wall. So that the future can remember that there was a winter like that.
Gu Cheng came to the southwest corner of Shaping Park in those days, where there was a little-known cemetery. It was walled off and closed to visitors.
The cemetery
Buried here are young people who lost their youth in a crazy era. The old hot-blooded ideals have long since cooled down, and the only thing that remains are the overgrown trees and grasses that grow horizontally.
Standing on the high ground and looking into the distance, the eyes are all confused by the years. Those who are standing in the stone monument, silent and heavy, one by one stand into the loneliness of the time?
I don't know what to remember, just because the poet's footsteps have stopped here.
Nowadays, the shade of the ramp, the cemetery is lost in the more and more prosperous part of the city, was very seriously forgotten.
It is only the occasional verse, and sudden patronizing memories, that remind one that this forgotten corner was once dedicated to a poet I admired.
My eyes would not get lost in the ghostly needles and cornflowers that overlapped among those graves, and before I reached the fence, I turned my direction back to the boulevard from which I had come, and slowly headed back.
The Bihu Show
The path always gets brighter the further you go.
After dredging, restored the self-purifying ability of the park's water body Bihu, surrounded by vibrant lush, the city's high-rise buildings lined up not far away from the city's glamorous pride standing up.
I wondered what kind of poem Gu Cheng would have written if he were here today.
It must not be a sharp contrast like "The Lighter".
Meet anyone who can offer, a glowing heart. Matches are too silly to burn only once.
Rather, the gentle flow of joy and calm, because this era, is "Peaceful Mile", always the best sound, see the most beautiful colors, meet the most favorite people?