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Posted: Tue 15:23, 19 Apr 2011 Post subject: Lotus Pond by Moonlight collection Prose Prose |
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Lotus Pond
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few days found me very restless. Enjoy the cool evening sitting in the yard, I suddenly remembered the lotus pool I pass every day, in the light of a full moon, look under the total of the. The moon was rising, the road outside the wall the laughter of children, had died away; wife in the house patting Run children, drowsily humming a lullaby. I quietly slipped on my jacket, walked out the door.
along the pond, is a small cinder road twists and turns. This is a secluded road; day very few people take the night even more lonely. Around the pond grows trees, lush. Road side, yes [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], willow, and some do not know the name of the tree. Moonless night, this path winds along, some of the pool. But tonight it was good, though the moonlight was pale.
I am on my person, hands behind and walked on. It seems to me a world; I like outside my usual self into another world. I love the excitement and tranquil; love social, solitude. Like tonight, a man under the moon in this vast, everything can be like, what can not [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], will feel a free man. Something must be done during the day, be sure to say, be put aside. This is the beauty of being alone; I could savor the fragrant lotus and the moonlight.
lotus pond above the winding, Mi hope that Tada leaves. Leaves the surface like a dancer's skirt Maxine Hong Kingston.
layers of leaves are dotted with white flowers, some willowy to open, a shy bud's; as pearls, or twinkling stars, and if the newly hatched bath beauty. The breeze carried past gusts of fragrance, like a distant building a song faintly heard. Leaves and flowers are also some of the vibration, like a lightning instant the pond of the other side. The leaves are thick side by side next, which will have a Ningbi hearted wave marks.
was the softly running water beneath, hidden from view, can not see certain colors; the leaves looked more enchanting by.
moon like water spilled in this quietly leaves and flowers. Thin blue mist rising in the lotus pond. Leaves and flowers, as if washed in milk; like a dream Longzhe veil. Although the full moon in the sky, but thin clouds, the moonlight; but I thought this was all to the good - though refreshing sleep is indispensable, short naps have a charm. According to the moon is over an interval tree, height clusters of shrubs, varying the mottled shadows fall, but seemed painted on the lotus leaves. Moonlight on the pool was not uniform, but light and shadow in a harmonious rhythm, such as playing upon the Vatican http-ling on the music.
the pond, far and near, high and low are trees, most of them willows. These trees had a besieged the pond; only in the path side, the paragraphs of the gap, such as specially designed for the moon. Example is the color shade of the tree, and at first glance like a cloud of smoke; but the luxuriant willows, then the smoke is still discernible. Is vague on the trees along the distant hills [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], but some effect Bale. Through the branches are missing one or two street lights, listless, and sleepy eyes. The most lively, and to the cicadas chirping in the trees and the frogs in the pond water; but they lively, and I have nothing.
lotus suddenly remembered something here. Festival in south of the old customs, it seems very early, and period of Six Dynasties, from the songs to know. The lotus were picked by girls, they are Dangzhao boat, singing Yange go. Needless to say, there doing the gathering of people. It was a busy season, is a romantic one. Liang Yuandi open. Seoul the waist beam element, fresh; spring and summer, flowers and tender leaves early for fear of contact with skirts and smile, afraid lest the boat grabbing upset.
visible merry excursions. This is really interesting, but unfortunately we have had no Fu Xiaoshou the.
I also remember
if turned out in force tonight, here in the lotus is also considered Keeping Thinking about this makes me in the end the south. - So my thoughts, I looked up to find my own door; gently push the door into the spectators too, and my wife fast asleep.
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