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心中的芦苇(作者:张弛)记忆中,有一片茂密的芦苇。她像自由的精灵,在远离世俗的淡泊中,独守江畔一方瘠土,筛风弄月,潇洒倜傥。瘦瘦的筋骨把生命的诗意一缕缕地挑亮,密密的芦花像一片片灿烂的微笑,将野地的清苦和宁静浓缩成亘古的沉默,醉倒了金风,醉倒了诗人。仿佛是王维的山水诗,寻不出现实意味和历史痕迹,只有一抹淡远空灵飘浮于烟的高度,还有一分清高,一分落寞,一分不为人知也无意让人知晓的随意与散逸,原始般的单纯和清淡。
The hearts of the reed (Author: relaxation) memory, there are a dense reeds. She is like a free elf, far from the secular indifference, alone to the side of the riverbank infertility, sieve the wind with the moon, chic wandering. Skinny bones to pick up the poetic life of a plume, dense aloe like a piece of brilliant smile, the bitterness and tranquility of the wild fields condensed into ancient silence, drunk down the wind, drunk poet. Wang Wei’s landscape poetry seems to be, can not find the real meaning and historical traces, only a touch of distant ethereal floating in the height of smoke, there is a clear, a lonely, a sub-unknown or unintentional known at random Exhausted, the original simple and light.