endless roses

Chapter 141 Hangcheng and "Aesthetic Meditation"

After a while, I will go for a walk by the West Lake and enjoy the evening breeze.

In the afternoon, I learned a word, aesthetic meditation.How should I put it, a guy like me who sees feeling as the only truth he can grasp.Let's take it as an example, life is meaningless, I am a little pessimistic, but at the same time, I don't think life is a purgatory, although the ending probably has a lot of misfortunes.The scenery of people and things is very beautiful, even if the bad part is one of them.

It is a journey. I don't know where I'm going in a few days, and I don't know where life will take me. Real or dreamed places, until something happens, that's all right, what happened or will happen, the big thing seems insignificant throughout the journey, just a sudden, small event.Why do pessimists look at everything from a pessimistic perspective? What else can one do besides taking "meditation" as destiny?What else can I do.

I just took a nap and got ready to go to the West Lake at five o’clock to see the sunset. At that time, I walked around the lake and along the mountains, not in a hurry or so slowly. I wanted to blow the lake breeze and let it pat my cheeks. Hair on the temples, go to the sky darker, so that the evening wind will blow away some of my more secret sorrows.The water is soaked, and I used my left hand when I went to the bathroom to collect the water. I spent most of the night on the train with my arm under my head.The same table is a man in his fifties. Maybe my jeans are too short. From a certain angle, I can only see two legs. , I chatted during the trip, although I don't remember the content, but I feel very good.

Oh, yes, a concert by the lake.The four of them adjusted the audio equipment on the pier and turned on two small fishing lights.One person invites me to sing, sometimes as a solo, sometimes as a duo or quartet, and it's wonderful.I only know one of their songs, me and my motherland.Many of the onlookers were also Bole's generation. They commented on the shortcomings of a certain tone in the music and gave useful suggestions.

Later, when it got dark, it started to rain in Xuanwu Lake, and I was still sitting on the steps, looking at the rain and the lake.After the musical fountain, there was no one there, and I turned to the pier in the middle of the lake. In the dark, it seemed that I was the only one holding an umbrella in the world. The wind was strong, and the umbrella folded backwards, and it folded back after turning in one direction. It's better not to have an umbrella, but the electronic devices are all in the satchel, so you can't enjoy the wind and rain in the middle of the lake to yourself.

The time by the lake is too beautiful and too elegant, with cicadas singing behind you and travelers all around, playing music in front of you.A row of lights projected on the lake, their white shining shadows swaying in the water.Sometimes the stereo booms, and sometimes we chat.

The small hotel I stayed in today was not bad. It was a Mediterranean-style penthouse with a wooden roof pouring down. The window cases were carved in classical light blue. Could it be a three-meter by three-meter tatami bed with two colors of walls? , the top is light blue like the sea, the bottom is foamy white bricks like waves, an iron stool, a small desk, and the wooden hook on the wall is a thin blue guitar. On this sea blue.The bathroom is even more lovely, with colorful tiles and two white wooden waves on the oval mirror, which has a special mood.Well, in fact, as a whole, as the grandfather of the trendy boy driver who sent me here today said, "The homestay in that place is very simple." The price of around [-] yuan is already gritted your teeth, and it's okay.There is a small garden downstairs, maybe called a terrace, where I can sit quietly and drink tea during the day, with a tent to block the scorching sun of Zhejiang.

Still staying here tomorrow, he gritted his teeth again and booked a tea house cruelly, that room was called Yunmeng.What is Yunmeng? Let's give people who travel far away a place to lie down and dream. More than 200, how can you be so cruel? After paying the payment, I went to take a shower, and then turned on another level of hot air to blow my hair. After a 15-minute cooling-off period, I will deduct [-]% for the refund. Instead of rushing here Let's go again, it's better to have a short poetic habitat.From the comments, the screens, tea tables in the hotel lobby, and the Jiangnan cloisters and walkways outside are very beautiful. That's where I will live tomorrow. It's a wonderful experience.

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