Reflection fireworks follow the water flow

Suddenly saw the text about Lijiang, time pulled my dream to a long time ago.I like Lijiang very much. I like the white and vast Lugu Lake in the mist, the tall pine trees, the green grass, and the beautiful Mosuo people, the endless white clouds and blue sky, and the camel bells in the wind. Voice.I like the bars in Lijiang, the warm coffee in Lijiang, the soothing music with a certain mood, and I like to walk alone on that bluestone road. It is so lively, but also so quiet, and it lasts longer, as if it is impossible to see through it Slowly passing by with the flowing water.

Those old people squatting in front of their houses selling things, they leisurely smoked the water pipes in their hands, those Naxi girls shining like stars, all of them brought my dream back there, Lijiang, There is also the beautiful and unforgettable Lugu Lake.The mysterious stories passed down from generation to generation, as well as the romantic and endless love sacrifices, all of them are like the calm lake, shining strangely in the sunset.The tall pines and cypresses, the cyan vines falling from the branches, and the graceful purple wildflowers all appear in front of you in a mess. It is so beautiful that the memory dare not bring it up again, and I don’t want to bother about it. It's beautiful and peaceful.

I like all the words about Lijiang and Lugu Lake, I also like the vast grassland of Tibet, the mysterious and legendary Shangri-La, I like the trip with my lover, and I like the feeling of seeing the beautiful scenery together.Although people have gone back in time, those beautiful places are still so peaceful and sacred, and the alternation of day and night has not changed. Want to be alone.But seeing the text about there, I still can't help but want to recall, about the beautiful Lijiang, and that beautiful journey.

Life is like the sand at the bottom of a river. I think the more prosperous the place, the more lonely people feel. Only those remote and secluded places can make me happy and make my thoughts peaceful. I think I will be a People who spend their whole life on words always like to keep walking and reading, write what they like, think about people they like, and go to places they like, so this life will be like this!

Spring in Paris, golden Lijiang, when the fashion of Paris and the simplicity of Lijiang are combined, I wonder if there will be another romance?In the future, if possible, open a small restaurant and name it Paris Lijiang.This is a kind of dream, but it is a kind of feeling. If the dream is realized, it is not a dream!A dream is something that never comes true.And realized, that is called the past!

The melodious small mountain village, the beautiful ancient city of Lijiang, those tile-roofed houses connected one by one, every inch of land is rendered with artistic colors, there are many anonymous people there, they dedicate their art to the small The villages where they found the destination of their souls, quietly flowing in the beauty of nature alone, these quaint small towns, these beautiful lakes, are the pursuits they most yearn for in their lives.Some people love them to the point of death, and living there is the destination of a certain meaning of life!I would rather give up the prosperity of the city and leave my hometown for thousands of miles, and live there alone.

A small cup of warm coffee, a small piece of delicate matcha cake, and a little bit of pure fragrance of cream, melting into the mouth is the warmth of a lifetime.When each other's fingers touch the uneven glass window, you will feel a ray of sunlight shining on you through the window.The beautiful and distant stories, as well as the love that melts in the coffee cup, are so mysterious and romantic, just like searching for the truth of life or love, time stops here!Right here, everything can be relieved and a home can be found.

According to Buddhist legends in Tibet, the beautiful prairie, mixed with the thick and fragrant soil, and the thin and refreshing air on the plateau make people feel clearer.Singing the freedom, the love song of indulgence, the dream of heaven galloping on horseback, everything is so simple and beautiful, that kind of beauty comes from the heart, it is the beauty revealed in the heart, so different people have different hearts. There will be a different Tibet.And my Tibet is still so perfect, and it is still the eternal Shangri-La that lives in my memory.

A beautiful paradise, looking for it on foot, no amount of photos can record the beauty that is realized with the eyes and the heart, a kind of Zen state that transcends nature and blends into the heart, a kind of Buddhist Bodhi.

The bright sun always shines hotly on the top of the glacier that does not melt all the year round. I love those tinkling bells, they are so beautiful and vast.The Tibetan characters in the prayer wheel, the strange mantras, everything is so beautifully presented in our inner beliefs, we believe in beauty, and we must find beauty in this life, even if we die, we must obtain clarity.

I like the simplicity of the Mosuo people. They are a group of free people. Because they are not bound by the world, they don’t need to follow the rules of life in big cities. They don’t need to know too many things. They live so simply that they don’t even need an ID card. Yes, I don’t need too many constraints and material temptations, I just live a simple and good life here, like singing, like Lugu Lake, like being a Mosuo.They don't need to know the traffic rules on traffic lights, the ups and downs of the stock market, the most popular color of clothes this year, and how busy people in the metropolis are to survive.Living here is so natural, so simple, and the warm bonfire can make them carnival all night, and they dance happily.The handsome young man and the beautiful girl are kind and simple, sincere in each other's hearts, and quietly convey their love for each other by knocking on their palms.If love is just an impulsive love, then there will be a lot less scruples. If there are too many considerations in love, then this love will become less and less courageous, and finally to the point where there is no need to sacrifice for love. There is no need to love anymore!

I think like Liang Shanbo and Zhu Yingtai, I don't know who outlined this love myth, so they are so beautiful and firmly grasp people's hearts.If their love is not an impulse, too many things will be considered.Liang Shanbo's career prospects, Zhu Yingtai's parents' fate, or there are too many things they need to consider.For a love, they need to bear too much, for a love they gave up their bright future, for a love they bear the name of unfilial piety, and even lost their lives for a love!

If love is not so infatuated with admiration, without the impulse and persistence of life and death, then their love will not become love in the end, they will not have the courage to love in the end, and they will give up loving each other because of many difficulties. After all, I will endure the pain of love and grow old with another person, and I will stop loving for the sake of my future and family.

Love regresses one by one, and in the end there is only the end of this love, even the need for love is gone!Isn't this love pitiful?Isn't it too fragile to bear everything?

If too much in the eyes of love is not love, but too many things are considered, then love will be given up eventually!

I still like them regardless of everything, even if they bear any guilt to fulfill a life-and-death love, whether they are too impulsive or irrational, they just faint in the world of love, they can’t get out, they just want to be connected alive , I wish I could turn two people's bodies into one, I wish I could just be so obsessed with each other, crazy, entangled, never separate!

Parents can't stop them, world affairs can't restrain them, future and bright can't tempt them.They are willing to have only love in front of love, don't say anything, don't let your heart waver, don't waver, and never waver!

Holding your hand is the love of a lifetime!Two people's bodies are connected together, don't let go!Tie a knot in the hand to tangle each other!In the end, this love, even life and death can't stop it!

Zhu Yingtai still wants to go with him in the end, even if she has lived for nothing for decades, even if her youth remains intact, even if the future is full of prosperity and wealth, her heart will only rush to the pile of cold graves, Even if Yin and Yang are separated, you have to go to Huangquan Road to find your lover!If he were to die alone, the butterfly of the dead soul would be lonely, and Liang Shanbo would always be waiting for her on the Naihe Bridge on the Huangquan Road.They are one!One you, one me, since when did we meet each other?Since when have you been inseparable?Life and death are not considered martyrdom!Just know that I love you and want to be with you!I don't want to stay here without you!

If Liang Shanbo had thought a lot, would he let go for Zhu Yingtai's prosperity?Will he let her go for the sake of her parents?Will he let go for her life?

He didn't—he didn't at the beginning, he didn't let go!Just to love Zhu Yingtai, just to want to be with her, even if the time is only three years; even if there are many miracles in life in the future; even if he can get more glory and prosperity; even if his whole body is beaten He was dragged out of Zhujiazhuang because of his body covered in bruises; even if he exhausted his last effort, he still told her that he loved her, from this life to life!

Nothing can compromise love, nothing can compromise!

If love can compromise, is it frivolous?If love can be compromised, what else can't be compromised?Maybe there is still a need to keep loving?

Maybe you don't have the courage to live and die when you talk about love, so there is no need to talk about it!Maybe talking about love is not proved by life and death, so it is not a touching love!Faint love, cheap love, an impulse, an admiration, cannot continue the kind of true love promised by life and death, so why bother to show love?

Let everything return to the tranquil lake, let everything be buried in the Valley of Sacrifice, and let all Liang Zhu fly away as butterflies.Connect time and memory into a straight line, and then lose it in the fleeting time at the speed of light years.

My eternal Lugu Lake, our eternal love, where will we go after turning around gorgeously?