Key Words: Rationality Art Traversed Cannot Fine Prose
Prose Category: Fine Prose
Essay Source: /sanwen
Paris is the opening of a piece of writing from which the whole world goes to Anywhere. Paris is a poem, containing the architectural beauty of reason and the emotional beauty of art. --Title
Paris is artistic and rational; Paris is rigid and easy-going. From the crowd of coffee drinkers on the side of the road to the bakers of St. Louis, from the Louvre, Montmartre artists to the world's unique "Paris Spring", from the thousand years of history of Paris to the modern way of life, everything is like a book, or perhaps more like a glass of wine - - from one side you can see the other side, but the other side you can see the other side, you can see the other side. It's like a book, or perhaps more like a glass of wine - you can see from one side to the other, but you can't cross over, you just leave the aroma behind.
More than two thousand years ago, in the middle of the Seine River, there is a small fishing village on the island of Cidèle, the owner of the island is the ancient Gaulish tribes of the "Parisians", and so there is the ancient Paris. The Seine River winds through, bringing life to Paris, brought a number of years ago no one can predict the prosperity, so Paris in the romantic candlelight to grow up. All the luxury and beauty, sunshine and opulence, classic and heavy, are concentrated in this gorgeous city, a hair and can not be collected.
When the lights come on, the Seine River is like a bathing princess, gentle and noble, and the old city walls on both sides of the river dress up Paris as a married daughter, shy to be released. The blood of the Seine River nurtures and nourishes this romantic city, and all the memories of love, and the crisp sound of the gurgling river, can be heard, but can not be traced. A person here to enjoy the purity and solitude is a different taste, in the memory of tracing all the past events related to the Seine River, like an old-fashioned movie projector, film because of moisture and a large area of gloom.
The night of the Seine is not the most beautiful, but the most interesting. Spotlights from the yachts cover the buildings and pedestrians on both sides of the river, like the chasing light of a large open-air show. The view of Paris from the Seine, day or night, is different from any other time of day. The Seine River is lit up at night, and the tourists on the bank get off the boat one by one to appreciate and savor the old city, in the thrill of history for a long time. Seine River cruise without a guide, wherever passing, hidden, far from any place in Paris is a beautiful view.
Parisians from the Langres plateau, along the 776 km of the Seine River, winding as the history of Paris: the Louvre, Musée d'Orsay, Notre Dame, the Eiffel Tower in the Seine River through the centuries, still the same.
The Louvre is the history of France, but also the history of Paris. "Mona Lisa" mysterious and clear smile shallow but can hook the soul of the viewer to go; "Venus de Milo" is the mother of the Parisians, she came from Paris, and will return to Paris to go; "Samothrace's Goddess of Victory Wings of Samothrace" in honor of the Greek island of Rhodes, a victory in the naval battle and the birth of the romantic capital of Paris from now on a layer of shimmering jihad light. 16 ~ 19th century Chinese designer I.M. Pei hand-designed glass pyramid, in the dark days, intoxicated with sunshine in the city.
The Eiffel Tower is the symbol of Paris, like a wanderer and a watchman, conservative and ardent, great and sacred, proud and capricious, towering high above the Seine in the center of Paris, recording the Parisians who broke through the heavy defenses and achieved freedom and victory more than a hundred years ago.
Send the dearest people to Paris, and then listen to a wandering story about Paris, the vicissitudes, splendor and popular symbols in the space and history of the intertwining interpretation of a tangled history. The dark gray Eiffel Tower still stands, far from seeing the majestic Arc de Triomphe after countless years of baptism, the rest is only gray.
Notre Dame is sleeping on the banks of the Seine, this old Gothic church because of the mythological story of the bell tower is fascinating, but also panic. A leisurely stroll along her walls, or in front of her square, may lead to an appreciation of the 180 years of history that have passed from construction to completion.
The women who go to the opera in Paris are dressed in flamboyant dresses; while the men wear suits, typical of the Western gentleman, without losing their mood and demeanor. Paris not only has large-scale performances, the most should be the citizens of the spontaneous organization of small performances. The choreography and performance of any show is highly individualized. While the Champs Elysees and boulevards influenced urbanism around the world in the late 19th and 20th centuries, folk songs, jazz, and magic became part of the nightlife of Parisians.
Paris is a city like no other, says Lilke. Yes, from time immemorial Paris has attracted people from all over the world to come here. Some people are brilliant because of Paris, and some people are depressed because of Paris. Champs Elysées in the clear sky shining, Parisians like to read a book under the sun, drink a cup of black coffee, talk about a freshly remembered story. Paris is a paradise of art, the streets and alleys are filled with notes, or euphony, or bleak, in short, clear, comfortable, fragrant and mellow.
Paris is the dream of many people. For this city piled up with palettes and canvases, Paris is undoubtedly the palace of art. How many people with a lifetime of time to follow closely, and how many people will be life into this fragrance of the heart garden. Paris, undoubtedly, is also sacred. St. Germain des Prés Square should be drizzling at the moment, here are always wandering sweet or impulsive notes, this sleeping Descartes place, flowers, love is more intense. Love talk chatter, but there will always be the time to say all, but the silent plot of the secret admirer but the seemingly hustle and bustle of the city of Paris interpretation of the introverted and pathos.
Sometimes, look around, the whole of Paris seems to be left out, the walls of the city are still the same as they were many years ago, the Pompidou Center open space is always gathered by a group of Parisians called "street artists" of the free artists, Chinese students stubbornly and repeatedly play the old "Jasmine", changed a few different tones and postures, the melody surrounded the old "Jasmine", and the "Jasmine", the "Jasmine", the "Jasmine", the "Jasmine" and the "Jasmine". The Chinese students stubbornly play the old "Jasmine" song over and over again, in several different tones and positions, the melody surrounds the surrounding streets and alleys, and eventually fades away in the distance.
Paris will always be sensual, even if that beauty is artistic and scientific; its beauty is the accumulation and precipitation of history, Paris will always be a paradise for artists and lovers, not belonging to someone, but belonging to anyone. Paris is romantic, but no one knows whether it is the romance of the Parisians that makes Paris romantic, or whether it is the romance of Paris that intoxicates the Parisians.
A writer wrote about Paris in this way: Paris is a flower, the most beautiful is the stamen; Paris is a young girl, the most beautiful is the eye; Paris is an old man, the most beautiful is wrinkles. Like