在乡村田间行走,我被池塘四周那一大片残荷所吸引。这里不见“映日荷花别样红”和“接天莲叶无穷碧”的壮美景象,呈现在眼前的是,被秋意折卷了的枯叶和枯萎了茎杆的残荷。残荷,有别样的精神与风情。余晖残蓬,仍保持一份清风秀骨,在生命尽头处呈现另一种美丽,没有丝毫叹息,只是用生命记录岁月无声,如诗如画:那一片耷拉着的干黄的残痕,或静卧水面,或像一把利剑刺向斜阳之外的天空,更显 Walking in the countryside, I was drawn to the vast remnants of the pond. Here you can see the magnificent scene of “Remaining Japanese Red Lotus Flowers” and “The Endless Sky of the Padmasambhava,” showing the dead leaves that have been rolled up by Autumn and the residuals of the stalks . Residual load, a different kind of spirit and style. Aftermath, still remains a breeze, showing another beauty at the end of his life, without any sigh, but with life record silent years, picturesque: that one pulled the yellow residue marks, or Still lying on the water, or like a sword stabbing the sky outside the sun, even more