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佛家说:“一花一世界,一叶一菩提。”千年不息的长江水走着千年不变的父辈走过的路。路旁的黄鹤不在,空留一座名楼供墨客咏唱。“熟悉的地方没有风景。”那风景在哪? 风景是马革裹尸的古战场,是顺风飞驰的马蹄踏破的一轮落日,是刀光剑影的闪动,是羌笛奏出的悠思乡情,是驰骋沙场血染黄尘的气概,是“人不寐,将军白发征夫泪”里的思绪。走自己的路,让别人去说吧!几百年前的
The Buddhist family said: “One flower and one world, one leaf and one bodhi.” The endless stream of the Yangtze River, the Millennium, walks along the path the millennial unchanging fathers have passed. The Yellow Crane beside the road is not, leaving a famous building for ink singers. “There is no scenery in the familiar place.” Where is the scenery? The landscape is the ancient battlefield of the horses’ corpse, a sunset of horseshoe leaping in the wind, a flash of swords and swords, a nostalgic mood played by the flute, and galloping blood. The ambition of dyeing yellow dust is the thought in “the people are not embarrassed, the generals have white hair in tears.” Take your own path and let others talk about it! A few hundred years ago