Cut a piece of silk and write a piece of old words. Between the lines, there is a scene of the breeze and the bright moon, and the love of the bamboo fence and chrysanthemum. When read in the eyes, it is a story. When read in the past, it is a heartbeat. When read in the years, it is a quiet forest.
The world of mortals is long, the endless sadness is the easiest to blur the eyes, the endless chapters are the easiest to break the heart, the sky is high and the clouds are pale, looking far away, who remembers each other in Jiang Tower. Who is it, guarding the window alone, soaking in the dark fragrance of the plump sleeves, grinding into the evening drizzle of the sycamore tree, and leaving the words thinner than the yellow flowers, unable to speak? Who is it, painting a fan in the autumn wind, using the flute of falling plum blossoms at the third watch to reminisce about life in the sound of heartbreak? Who, because of understanding, is clothed in compassion, because of peace, a flower blooms from the dust, and from this flower blooms a lifetime of loneliness?
Gone are the sorrows that grow like vines and those almost heartbreaking views. But time has quietly left behind the figure of the poet, pouring out a trail of fragrance after each sad line of poetry, building a bank of scenery. The scenery is like a jug of wine carefully brewed by time. It needs to be opened at the right time and at the right place to be full of mellow aroma. Yes, for the rhythm of the four seasons, a person is often used to the joy of the beginning of that season, the flowers blooming in spring, walking in the snow to find plum blossoms, and the melodious and prosperous scene that gradually gets better, with the moonlight on the lotus pond, and the maple forest at night, and the most important thing that cannot be ignored is often the sobering feeling. An intoxicating silence, a blank space, or even just a silent rest, the lingering sound of a light music, because they are not only attracting, but also teasing, teasing the gurgling heartbeat, teasing the vivid scenes hidden deep in the years.