The Peach Blossom Spring described by Tao Yuanming is really a fairyland on earth, with birds singing and flowers fragrant. I also have my own "peach blossom garden" in my heart.
Away from the hustle and bustle of the city, I drove alone to a place of my own. This place is unique in my eyes. It is my "Peach Blossom Land".
In spring, I roll and play on the grass. Whether you are standing, lying down or sitting, you feel particularly comfortable. The warm sunshine caressed me gently, and it also urged the grass to grow up quickly. Spring is a rainy season, and I stand alone on the open grass with no trees or umbrellas. That cool, itchy, comfortable feeling when the rain falls on your body. The sound of pattering rain came to my ears, which was a bit like the sound of grass greedily sucking the dew of spring.
In the summer, I lie in a place that can block the scorching sun, listen to the cicadas’ incessant calls, and fall asleep peacefully. When I wake up, I can fish in the small river, because this can add food to today's dinner; I can also swim in the small river, enjoying the sound of the rushing water, the cool and clean river water and the small fish kissing my fingers. Feel. Sometimes when I was playing in the water, I would "start up a pool of gulls and herons."
Autumn, a harvest season, I reap the fruits of my labor, which is not only sweet in my mouth, but also sweet in my heart. I walked in the fields, listening to the sound of fruits breaking out of their shells, and listening to their confessions of life. I walked among the trees, and the fallen leaves were like dancing butterflies. I tried to catch it with my hands, but it slipped through my fingers. I picked it up from the ground again - a maple leaf blown red by the autumn wind. I put it in my pocket, leaving a mature autumn for myself.
Winter is here, white snow is flying, and pieces of white snow are flying to the world with the cold wind, covering the earth with a big white cotton-padded jacket. It snowed all night, and the ground, trees, and roofs were all endless white, with pink makeup and jade, like a white palace. I walked out of the house, and the snow had piled up a foot high. I walked in the snow with one foot deep and one foot shallow. Although it was a little difficult, I didn't look back. The river was frozen, so I could put on my skates and slide from the upper reaches of the river to the lower reaches. The cold wind was like flying knives, cutting my face red, but I had a great time.
Looking back, my "Peach Blossom Spring" is actually only a small river, a grassland, a forest, and a field. I believe that through my hard work, I will definitely have my own "peach blossom garden" in the future.
When you pursue a red sun, you turn your strong body into a mountain to hold it up; when you pursue a dream, you turn all your efforts into a horizon to welcome it; when you pursue a kind of success, you turn it into a horizon. The power of self-confidence was transformed into a landscape to show it.
The pursuer set out on the road, with the scorching sun above his head and loess under his feet, letting the scorching sun bask in his dark chest, and let the heat wave sandwich the dry dust and wrap it around him. Go forward, how far will you go? I don’t know. How far will he go? He doesn’t know.
With that hot heart, perseverance flowing through his body, and the undying pursuit in his heart, he continued to walk forward. The pursuer walks calmly, firmly, persistently, confidently and bravely.
The pursuer entered the Gobi and walked toward the desert. He met an old man. The old man said: "Young man, don't go forward. There are gravels ahead, which will wear your feet." The pursuer smiled brightly: "The goal ahead is my pursuit, there is my ideal, whatever gravel, whatever coarse sand, let them wear my feet! Let the line of blood that dripped down turn into particles. "When I find the sweet spring, this will be an oasis."
He still keeps moving forward, walking calmly, firmly, and confidently. Still scorching sun and heat wave. The pursuer's lips were chapped and his feet were swollen. He fainted, but in his vague vision, he seemed to see an oasis and hope. Fengsha said to him: "Have a rest, victory is ahead." The pursuer said: "No! The more you are at the end, the less you can relax.
Only by being strong can I find the victory that truly belongs to me. "The pursuer drags his tired body and crawls slowly towards the oasis.
This is the lifestyle of the pursuer, this is the life trajectory of the survivor! Pursue the oasis in your heart and pursue the ideal in the distance , the storm is not scary, the darkness is not scary! Nothing can block the path of pursuit!
You, me, and we are all pursuing our dreams, although our steps are still very immature and our road is still very long. It’s a long time, but as long as we are like that pursuer, with an oasis in our hearts and scenery in the distance, then your brave fights will surely bring you beautiful scenery...
The oasis was changed to a peach blossom garden
Written from the feelings expressed by the poet
Probably from: The poet wrote a beautiful paradise to express the beautiful life of people pursuing peace at that time, reflecting the chaos of society at that time Turbulence, frequent wars, and the poet’s dissatisfaction with the society of that era
PS: Please give an overview of the background of the society where the poet lived at that time
The paradise in my heart
Everyone has a secret garden in his heart, filled with countless joys, sorrows and joys. I also have a "paradise" in my heart, which is unique and has many flowers that have not yet bloomed.
Who wants to be with you? Come with me to my "Utopia"? Please follow me on the express train of time and space and let it take you to enjoy the "Utopia".
An elegant bamboo forest and a blooming peach blossom forest. , a charming purple lavender, and various colorful flowers blooming in the villages surrounded by mountains, the sky is blue, the mountains are green, and the hillsides and plains turn into a sea of ??colorful flowers. Purple, pink, white, green...the breeze blows and the fragrance is overwhelming.
Among the flowers, wooden benches are scattered, perfect for lovers to sit and whisper. Lavender tea, rose tea, jasmine tea, etc., friends and family can enjoy the flowers while enjoying the tea.
There is no hatred in the world, no intrigues in the world, and no money and interests in the world. If they were there, they would be so happy, just like Tao Yuanming's paradise. Every day, they would go to the ground. Maybe some people say, since this is a fairy tale world, why do they have to go to the ground? A good life will make people fall, and the fairy tale world should create a hard-working person.
Here, no one hunts the animals, the friends of humans, and everything in the world lives together, and there is never any killing. There is no misunderstanding. No one will destroy this harmonious anger, and no one will destroy this peaceful "music".
I often think about making the beauty of the orchard come true, and making the dream of paradise come true. . I believe that as long as we are sincere, care for each other, and understand each other, this beautiful scenery will not be just a beautiful fairy tale hidden deep in our hearts.
The paradise in my heart will be a happy one.
There, there are no quarrels between people, everyone can live in harmony, and everyone has an equal status. No matter your position, no matter your age, everyone can live in harmony. . Look at the people holding hands in groups of twos and threes. The boys are wearing sleeves, and the girls are wearing very bright summer clothes, with short hair flying, and soft laughter comes from the water and the evening breeze. It is very romantic and unrestrained.
Walking into the embrace of nature, a few birds are flying in the blue sky. The chirping sound wakes up the sun that has been sleeping all night. There are clusters of brightly colored trees in the lush forest. There are flowers, red, yellow, purple, pink... Some flowers are full of energy, and some flowers rub their sleeping eyes and stretch... There are also many cute little animals here, rabbits The little monkey was jumping happily, the little monkey was swinging on the branches, the puppy and the kitten were playing happily... At this time, the clever little monkey shouted: "Our good friend (human) is here!" The little rabbit , kittens...all play games with their good friends.
This is a happy place. I look forward to the day when we will come soon. We should protect the environment and care for animals. In this way, our world will be better!
After studying "Peach Blossom Spring", I couldn't help but fantasize about that illusory paradise.
The Utopia in my mind is a peaceful place where there is no oppression or exploitation, and everyone lives and works in peace and contentment, and is happy and healthy.
Suppose there is this world: where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant, and everyone’s face is filled with happiness; where there are no earthquakes, tsunamis and other natural disasters, and the four seasons are like spring; where the rivers are crystal clear, and fish are swarming freely Swimming; there are green trees, many towering trees, and trees and other flowers and plants are planted in the gardens of every household; the birds there will not be killed by hunters, but will live in peace and friendship with humans. There are many birds living in the trees.
If there is such a world: there will be no war, no matter whether it is yellow, black or white, everyone respects each other as guests, helps each other and loves each other, there will never be any reality, everyone is so close Like a family. Every night, every household sleeps with the door open, but no one comes to steal. Because everyone abides by the laws, there are no thieves even if the door is opened. There will be no distinction between rich and poor. Everyone thinks that money is an external possession, and no one will be jealous of others or plot against others. Everyone agrees that this is a "Great Harmony" society, where everyone is extremely happy and has no extravagant hopes.
The above are my assumptions about that seemingly real paradise. I hope that happy country really exists and will be our world in a few decades.
The paradise in my heart
Everyone will have a deep nostalgia for their hometown. My hometown is in a small mountainous area. It does not have Guilin's reputation as "the best in the world"; it does not have the unique scenery of Zhangjiajie; it does not have the Lei Feng sunset of West Lake in Hangzhou. But it has superior geographical conditions, rich specialty resources, and simple local customs.
The mountains, fields, rivers, and local customs in my hometown all have unique beauty and are all worthy of appreciation.
The mountains in my hometown do not have the strange pines and rocks of Huangshan Mountain; they do not have the majesty of Mount Tai; they do not have the steep mountains of Huashan Mountain. It is continuous, like little giants, protecting our hometown. Spring is here, and the hills are dressed in green. Look, they are green. If it rains drizzle, it will be even more beautiful. The hills are looming in the mist, like young girls dancing in green makeup. And the dusty leaves instantly became dazzling. The green trees stand taller and taller in the rain. Everything seems to be in a fairyland. In summer, the hill is a good place to escape the heat. Although, there is no beautiful scenery like Lushan Mountain to escape the summer heat. But there are tall and straight pines and cypresses, fragrant flowers, and singing birds. There, you can enjoy the fresh air of nature. The hills in autumn, perhaps because they have been dressed in green for a long time, have changed into golden clothes. Farmer uncles love this golden color, and you can see all this from their smiling faces filled with harvest joy. In winter, Granny Xue puts on cotton-padded jackets for the earth. Granny Xue is such a kind-hearted person! Look! How cute is Xiaoshan wearing a cotton-padded jacket! Like naughty little boys, blinking bright eyes and whispering to their friends!
Although the fields in my hometown are not as magnificent as the Lion Forest in Suzhou, nor as vast as the grassland. But it contains the sweat of many working people, and it brings people harvest and joy. In summer, the fields are green. Looking from a distance, they look like green carpets. It is soft and comfortable to lie on!
In our hometown, Xiaohe is the busiest and the happiest angel. All year round, the gurgling water sings sweet songs and runs towards your goal. In summer, the river is a paradise for children, where they play and catch fish. It seems that I want to put all my golden childhood here. The river in our hometown has nourished us. It is our mother river.
In the morning, a ray of sunshine shines through the window on the bed. I open the door and breathe the fresh air of nature. I am full of energy.
Father-in-law Sun swayed out of the mountains with a red smile as if he had been drunk. White clouds floated leisurely in the sky, looking very leisurely. Birds flew freely in the sky and sang beautiful songs. The farmer uncle went to the mountains early in the morning to dig vegetable fields, and the roofs of every house were filled with smoke. People are busy with their own things; some people have to clean, some are washing clothes, some are reading, and some are cooking. The people in the village are very enthusiastic. Occasionally we meet each other on the road, and we will say hello and talk to each other. Sometimes our neighbors need help at home, and they will lend a helping hand without hesitation. Seeing this, I feel that everything is so beautiful and harmonious.
The paradise in my heart - my hometown, does not have the beauty of Guilin; it does not have the beautiful scenery of Zhangjiajie; nor does it have the autumn moon over the flat lake in Hangzhou. But it has superior geographical conditions, rich product resources, and simple local customs. Hometown is always the most beautiful and the best. It will always be in our hearts, we must make it more beautiful