也许没有华山的险峻,也许没有恒山的秀美,但只要你一走近炎黄峰,立刻会被她那博大、厚重的历史底蕴所感染。夕阳的余晖中,古铜色的二帝巨像庄严、肃穆、安谧、慈祥。站在山脚下,仰望蓝天白云,身披清风柔雾,便有千般思绪、万种愁怀,你的心也会立刻平静下来,佛陀般地认识自我、反省自我,并且在认识和反省的过程中升华。闭上眼睛,感悟着这几十年来的得与失,倾心与大自然交流,思绪渐轻、渐远,似乎就要飘离这累赘的躯壳,向白云、蓝天之间 Perhaps not the steepness of Huashan may not be beautiful Hengshan, but as long as you approached Yanhuang Feng, will immediately be her broad, thick history of the infection. In the twilight of the sunset, the bronze emperor of the two majestic, solemn, quiet, kind. Standing at the foot of the mountain, looking up to the blue sky and white clouds, wearing a soft breeze, there are thousands of thoughts and tens of thousands of worries, and your heart will calm down immediately. The Buddha recognizes himself, self-examination, and understanding and reflection process Sublimation. Close your eyes, the perception of these decades of gains and losses, dedication and exchange of nature, thoughts lighter, fading away, it seems necessary to drift away from the burly body, to the white clouds, blue sky