Dongting Lake-Ziweishuxia

Ziweishuxia

I sat quietly under the crape myrtle tree. It's already the midsummer in Jiangnan. The rain didn't fall, the wind didn't blow, and the twilight still shone with the stars.

I sat quietly under the crape myrtle tree. Away from the prosperity of Yueyang Tower's night show. There are still intermittent noises in my ears. Have sweet words; There are clicks, and the tourists are leisurely; There are also ships on Dongting Lake, rumbling rude propaganda.

I sat quietly under the crape myrtle tree. I like this quiet summer. It grew under the ancient city wall of Yueyang Tower, and the huge Dongting Lake opposite protected it.

Ziwei! Summer is here, why are you only covered with leaves, but you don't bloom? Below you, there are beautiful flowers and butterflies flying; Your neighbor is also full of pink tree flowers, but why don't you have a gorgeous garden full of Wei Zihua?

Ziwei, I have been sitting in your shade, expecting you to bloom your brilliance and your garden to be colorful. But you are still wearing green and swaying leisurely in the breeze. Now the expectations for Wei Zihua are getting older and older. You are waving green, telling me that it is not your flower season (period), this is the flower that the law gives you. Can't go beyond the barriers of law. I silently bowed my head and expressed my agreement with gentle silence.

The morning glimpsed its brilliance obliquely, and countless dewdrops reflected light in the flowers and plants, crystal clear as pearl crystal. Shiny and watery, conveying the spirit from God.

Slight breeze, gently rubbing against the flowers, crape myrtle tree sounded crisp birds. Lagerstroemia indica is also accompanied by the breeze, slightly stretching the nerves of the branches and swaying the book of songs contained in the breeze.

Under the spectrum of morning light, the branches and leaves are hung with faint shadows, which divide the darkness and brightness of the ground into bright areas. The shadows of the trees wriggle gently, gently awakening the sleeping earth in the morning.

The night has gone, the day is bright, and there are boats on Dongting Lake. The grass is swaying, butterflies are flying among the flowers, and people are buzzing, far better than insects.

Beautiful birdsong was defeated by the noise of business. The purity of dawn was driven away by business.

Footsteps are clustered, laughter is endless, and there is an echo under the crape myrtle tree.

My purity under the bodhi tree turned into a blue wind, which was driven away by the rolling waves of the world of mortals.

My epiphany "Under the Bodhi Tree" became a book of songs, which contributed to the lyricism under the Ziwei tree and brought Dongting Lake and Yellow Crane Tower into the embrace of the Ziwei tree.

My figure "Under the Bodhi Tree" turned into a butterfly shadow, flying away from the shadow under the crape myrtle tree, looking for new horizons.

Stand up and run away from Wei Zishu. Lagerstroemia indica has picturesque branches and leaves, but it still hasn't blossomed.

Get up and come to Dongting Lake. At first glance, the desolation bumped into the brightness of a lake. My mind is full of thoughts, bearing my desolation, facing the oncoming morning breeze and rippling with the waves of Dongting Lake.

On the aisle, in the pavilion and on the shore of the lake, a group of elderly people, with solemn expressions, got together to discuss the situation in the world. Talk about the past and the present, praise the black silk scarf.

The sonorous echo spread into the fog of Dongting Lake and was swallowed up by the fog in the morning.

The sonorous echo reached the crape myrtle tree, and the passing breeze messed up its audio and smoothed its exaggeration.

The sonorous echo, the clank of iron, the majestic, resounded through the airspace and overwhelmed the crowd.

Lagerstroemia indica is still graceful, talking about the purity of nature with the breeze; Talking with the wind about the love between Yellow Crane Tower and Dongting Lake ...

Jiaming Liu

Under the crape myrtle tree on the Dongting Lake in Yueyang Tower, Hunan Province.

20 17-6- 18