曾经热血沸腾地仰视你,爱你的一切——中华,我的文化。那是《诗经》中的一汪清水,在水一方的伊人;那是华美的楚辞,闪闪发光;那是孔孟思想,百家争鸣;那是大唐华章,仙乐飘飘;那是高山流水,那是古长城的密密青苔,那是岳麓书院的依依夕阳……漫步在中华的文化里,多少人醉得不知归路,多少人沉醉于那泛黄的书页,将精华与糟粕统统吸收。 Once you look up at you with enthusiasm, love you everything - China, my culture. It was a clear water in the Book of Songs, an Iraqi man on the water side. It was a gorgeous Chu dynasty. It was sparkling. It was Confucius and Mencius, and a hundred schools of thought contend; it was Datang Huazhang, and music and music fluttered; it was high mountains and rivers. It was the dense moss of the ancient Great Wall. It was the Yiyi sunset of Yuelu Academy....Wandering in the Chinese culture, how many people get drunk without knowing their way back, how many people indulge in the yellowed pages and absorb all the essence and dross.