Praise of footprints 脚印礼赞

 

Look! The white cloud was moving slowly toward the sun, swimming like a swimmer across the deep blue sky. Along the way, we left deep and shallow footprints. Sit down, sort out the mood, open your eyes, count those colorful footprints......

 

Where are the most colorful footprints?

 

A roll in the field, footprints will be infected with shallow green; The ugly footprints on the hillside amused the wild flowers on the mountain. Spring sprouts in footprints, spring matures in footprints. The winter jasmine faded, and the green leaves followed her. In the thick green shade, the wanderer strolled to draw a path between the woods, footprints in the summer embrace cool, play, wind, rain. In this season of burning passion, footprints become clear, thick, steady. When the footprints float out of the singing fruit fragrance, then walk in the autumn bright and clean. Needless to say, the footprints of the harvester's harvest are the footprints of the return of the ancient road in the west wind, and are also full of the sorrow and joy of the wanderer and the true realization of life; When the snow drifts, the mountain dance silver snake, the original Chi wax elephant, looking back at the convex footprints in the snow, they are fine and spotless, dancing in the wind, such as flying birds in the sky, is a kind of struggle, a hope......

 

The most poetic footprints, where?

 

Jiangnan good, sunrise river bonuses win fire, spring to the river water green as blue. Walking into the south of the Yangtze River, all the way to leave the footprints of elegance - the wet footprints of Qinhuai water, the wet footprints of dew Hua when the moon fell, the footprints of cold smoke and fog kissed, the footprints of the fading grass, the footprints of the morning bell of the southern Dynasty wake up, the footprints of the willow bank sleep soundly. Look, who's been over the broken bridge? Delicate footprints remind people of the beauty under the oil umbrella. Who has stepped on the blue stone? The heavy footprints remind people of a strong man screaming. Who walked by the flowers? The long footprints remind people of the scribes who were "weak in the east wind."

 

Qu Yuan, his footprints are still in the Miluo River bank? Looking for Li Qingzhao, her footprints in which Song Ci? Pick a light drunk to see Wu hook Yuli Xinjiaxuan, his footprints can also become a line?

 

Where are the purest footprints?

 

Footprints can stay in this holy land of Tibet is a kind of creation: washed by the snow water of Mount Qomolangma, blessed by the snow lotus on the ice peak of thousands of miles, warm by the clean and brilliant sunshine of Lhasa, blessed by the big Buddha of Drepung Monastery, by the lamas of Jokhang Temple, covered by the mulberry smoke of the Potala Palace...... The world, the stone steps hard, want to step out of a footprint than the day is difficult! Walk the endless Tibet, the heart contains your every footprint -- the footprints of pilgrims piety, the footprints of prayers moved, the footprints of ordinary people strong......

 

Looking from a distance, the string of deep shallow footprints such as a fluttering prayer flags, smart fluttering. Because this pure footprint expects your enlightenment and persistence.

 

The world Xi Xi, all for profit; The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit. Here to, there to, earth and stone mark the footprints of life, asphalt extension copying the steps of entrepreneurs. There are thousands of living beings and thousands of footprints. So, where are the most sincere footprints? Where are the most affectionate footprints? Where are the footprints you miss most? Where are the warmest footprints? I said, in the ideal, in the heart, in the trek. Steal it for half a day's leisure! Look back at your own way, count the footprints you left, give an account of the past, give some memories, give some hope for tomorrow, give life an eternal fullness.

 

看！那朵白云正慢慢地奔向太阳，如泳者一样游过深蓝的天空。我们这一路，留下leave； leave behind； keep back； leave over；了深深浅浅的脚印。坐下来，梳理一下心情，睁大眼睛，数那些缤纷的脚印......

 

最多姿的脚印，在哪里？

 

在田野里打个滚，脚印便染上浅浅的绿意;山坡上那丑丑的脚印，逗笑了满山的野花wild flower；。春在脚印中萌发，春在脚印中成熟。迎春花谢了，郁郁melancholy； elegant；的绿叶接续了她。在浓浓的绿阴里，漫游者信步画出了林间的蹊径，脚印在夏日summer day；怀抱里纳凉enjoy the cool；，嬉戏，吹风，淋雨。在这个激情燃烧的时节，脚印变得清晰，厚实，稳重。当脚印飘出浅吟低唱的果香时，便又走在秋天的明净里。不必说收割者丰收的脚印，就是古道西风里归来的脚印，也一样充满了游子的悲喜和生活的真悟;及至万里雪飘，山舞银蛇，原驰蜡象，回望雪地里凹凸的脚印，它们纤尘不染，临风起舞dancing；，如翱翔长空的飞鸟，都是一种奋斗，一种希望......

 

最诗意的脚印，在哪里？

 

江南好，日出[天] sunrise； sunup；江花红胜火，春来江水绿如蓝。走进江南，一路留下leave； leave behind； keep back； leave over；风华绝代的脚印——秦淮的水洇湿的脚印，月落乌啼时露华浸湿的脚印，寒烟迷雾吻过的脚印，连天衰草抚过的脚印，南朝的暮鼓晨钟唤醒的脚印，杨柳willow； poplar and willow；岸酣然睡去的脚印。瞧，断桥之上有谁来过？纤秀的脚印让人想起那油伞下的红颜。青石板上有谁踏过？厚重的脚印让人想起仰天长啸的壮士。落花香旁有谁走过walk through； pass by； go by； go across；？绵长的脚印让人想起“东风无力百花残”的文士。

 

寥落悲壮的屈原，他的脚印是否还在汨罗江畔？寻寻觅觅的李清照，她的脚印又在哪一首宋词间？挑灯醉看吴钩犹利的辛稼轩，他的脚印还能否成行？

 

最纯净的脚印，在哪里？

 

脚印能留在西藏这片圣洁的大地上是种造化：被珠穆朗玛的雪水洗涤，被千里冰峰上的雪莲Saussurea involucrata；祝福，被拉萨干净灿烂的阳光温暖，被哲蚌寺的大佛保佑，被大昭寺的喇嘛超度，被布达拉宫的桑烟笼罩......红尘闹世，石阶坚硬，想踏出一个脚印比登天还难！走不完的西藏，用心包容你的每一个脚印——朝圣者虔诚的脚印，祈福者感动的脚印，凡夫俗子壮实的脚印......

 

远远望去，那一串串深深浅浅的脚印如一片拂动的经幡，灵动地飘舞着。因为这纯净的脚印期许的是你的大悟和坚守。

 

天下熙熙，皆为利来;天下攘攘，皆为利往。这儿来，那儿往，土石印记着生活者的足迹，柏油路拓摹着创业者的步履。众生万千，脚印也万千。那么，最真诚的脚印在哪里？最深情的脚印在哪里？最惦念的脚印在哪里？最温暖的脚印在哪里？我说，在理想里，在心里，在跋涉里。偷它浮生半日闲吧！回望一下自己的来路，点数一下自己留下leave； leave behind； keep back； leave over；的脚印，给过去一个交代，给回忆一些感动，给明天一些希望，给生命一份永恒的充实。