As calm as Lotus

I do not know Lingjian flowers, but were aware of the abuse. If you referred to is make the Netherlands, with my hometown of Lin Heung River were the same as the pronunciation. 

Rich river mats Lin Lin named after, and now no one in this a straw mat on the grass to change the kinds of lotus. Species do not have been, on a kind of Chuming Tang, Lin soil of the river, a kind of lotus root of the delicious, many people rely on lotus kind of made a home, delivered a rich, long story on the television, copious amounts of press coverage, not That the famous, famous count. 

One of the noon sun, I am with the television reporter came to the township government after the slope of the field and the Netherlands, to the wind, on the far smelt a Yixiang, as if from Xianjie. Flowers quarter, I reincarnation. The Buddhist lotus, is a different color, as a result of different views and different color, white for the "deep" green "good" and red for "sleep." Flowers can be silent, but not without Shannon. The lotus is too clean, too clean and not disturb people, the natural bloom and to stand, regardless of whether in the soaring, a beautiful freedom. Little more lofty, more elegant the United States and the Netherlands. We had not thought of play voice call, saying come, and would like to roam on the beautiful, photo-like on camera, such as doors into the home. Lotus then? Little prospect of a solution, like a delicate and pretty, self phrase, as if peace were sleeping infant. We like to sit Linquan side of the River Pro, Valley in the mountains, even though the sun a lot, does not feel how hot it is should be "心静自然凉" of the old. I remember as a child talk po of a riddle, elegant and rich in philosophy: The weather was fine and overcast, rainy sky full of stars. Hot pot of water, rice cooked rice Health. For many years not guess, but now I understand the answer, "Lotus" beauty. Li said that the invading Japanese, under the lotus leaf is a cool; Yula under the sky in broad-leaved into the crystal on the dew, like the blinking stars; such as lotus leaves cover the hot sun, the water but Tanaka Cold as before; the fields of lotus root gradually grown up, the water has boiled not know how mud. In this hot season, I really can not think of a reward than the lotus guess people feel more cool. At this point, deep breath, all Dunjue ease. Mouth breathing, breath slowly, and feel perplexed about their exhilarating, the lungs may be a lot of cleaning. 

Hawthorn is not called here, should be a field and the Netherlands. River tours to Lin Lin, Tian-tian He lotus leaves. I carefully observed what, when, as Lin did not open a "heart", is opened after the flowers, this is not a significant other, "Xinhuanufang" you! Lin Xiu Lexiu Hanbaoyufang the bud, there is a light and delicate fragrance, not powder, is the body of the Hong genuine. I thought, "a Hong heart," Gong think of the "red bomb tears before the hate, heart of the old Shannon police League." 

I walked Huanghuangyouyou ridge, looking eyes, is not "next-day lotus leaves endless Bi" is also Chuncaobise young farmers. Lotus leaf rolling on the water without arbitrary arrests, colorful flashing light. Dutch gushing red vertical release, the splendid Jun Li, Yi Hua Guang-yan, Ye Ye brilliant,. A cool breeze swept through, piles of sparkling Ock in the huge green disc, rolling, do not want to recite the "Chu Yu Pan off the beads" to die. 

  Tian Lian-Yun, Subtle poetically, the Shendu Fanghua particularly pleasant. Yan in your flowers, lotus flower in your cleaning. Lin's attitude, not skinny, sickly look-free, visible and tangible, in foreign-direct, non-branch does not spread, Jing Zhi Hong Kingston, far from Hong Yi-ching. Lin of the United States, not kitsch, not artificial, clean elegance, and isolation, lofty, traditional costumes and stare; of the Ya-Lin, do not cut and polish, non-secular, Yujiebingqing, graceful Ping-ting, super-quality people. 

Lin the sludge is in clean, sound and fury of Danding is in the Nongyan-static. Lianxiang the smell, hearing the Higurashi, not to change the previous verse: Lin Chanzao the more static, such as Lin Lin for a better tomorrow. 

By my age, the voice of the outside world is no longer important, as it could, and then the noise of the world, my heart is still calm, stick to one side to know the root of rural Zhidi. Yes ah, quiet and clean, moisten all the way to my heart, what can catch this kind of spiritual comfort them? Perhaps one day, I long for the soil becomes real and reality, go home to their brothers and sisters to a field, the lotus or other kinds of plants, farming and fine weather a few rain days time. Good!