As a unique natural landscape in cold weather, snow has touched many people's nerves for thousands of years with its flawless white and elegant posture. It has long been sung by many literati as an aesthetic image beyond the natural level, deeply rooted in people's yearning for pure and clean feelings. For example, idioms include romantic love, Chun Xue, proud snow and frost ... In the Book of Songs, the last chapter of Xiaoya and Cai Wei has been read, "I have been to another village, and now I think about it, it's raining again." Liu Zongyuan's poem "Jiang Xue" says: "There are no birds in hundreds of mountains, and there are no footprints in thousands of paths. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold river-snow. " It is also the clearness and loneliness in the snow scene to the extreme. But for me, who has been living in the south, I have felt the existence of snow from literary dramas since I was a child, but I have never experienced ice and snow, and I have never picked up soft and cold hexagonal snowflakes myself, which is often cited as regret. So go to the northeast to enjoy the snow and enjoy "like a strong wind in spring, blowing at night and blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees." My poetry and painting have always been in my donkey trip plan. This time, because my son is going back to school in the north after his vacation, he simply waits for his family to go to the northeast before going back to school. Think of it as killing two birds with one stone by saving half of the travel expenses. He has already planned to go there.
It is an activity post that I searched online to participate in the seven-day snow appreciation activity in Northeast China organized by "Night Rain Outdoor". Because most of the travel notes sent by the group members I participated in before praised the wonderful activities and made people feel trustworthy, I did not hesitate to sign up. Facts have also proved that my choice is correct, because the outdoor activities organized by Night Rain basically hit the essence of the snow tour in Northeast China, with reasonable route design and still rich content. The itinerary covers Harbin, Xuegu, Xiang Xue, Changbai Mountain, Jilin and other places, including snow forest crossing, bonfire fireworks party, Xue Cun humble abode sleeping kang, Changbai Mountain soaking in hot springs, off-road vehicles going to Tianchi Peak, and skiing in the suburbs to watch the rime. ...
Footprints in the ink painting on the pine slope of the snowy valley with laughter, smoke from kitchen chimneys touched by Chu Yang in the early morning, dreamy snow country, fairy tale with snowflakes flying around Changbai Mountain, smiling faces in the snow ... If these pictures are presented in front of you in a montage way, only two words will flash in your mind-"pure". Because the snow scene in Northeast China is only black and white, black dead branches, white ice and snow, and the only bright colors are artificial red brick houses, red lanterns or people wearing colorful clothes. The scene of the earth is very similar to the simple ink splashing technique in Chinese painting. Leave a large area blank, occasionally overflow some black, and then embellish the painting with a touch of fresh beauty. Although simple and sparse, it has a long meaning and rich charm. When you stand on this vast snowfield wrapped in white, perhaps what is surging in your heart is not desolation and loneliness, but a purer heart that licks into the depths of your life. Every step you take in the snow is like a glass of strong wine, sprinkled on the deep and solid wheat field of life with a straight will. Maybe you suddenly look back and wake up, remembering the last sentence of Cao Xueqin in A Dream of Red Mansions: "It's so clean when the ground is white!" Thousands of fantasies wake up and the fog is wide open. Where should the thick ink of thoughts fall on this piece of white paper? I don't want to pursue it, just like the happy snowflake written by Xu Zhimo: "Fly, fly, fly-there is my direction on this earth."
In fact, the strongest color left by this trip to Northeast China is snow. That kind of snow-white, spotless, silent silence makes people have an elegance that they dare not stare at. Even a glance will make them feel amazing and dizzy. Snow White is noble in quality, rich in spirit and pure land of soul. No wonder at the end of the activity, when the leader asked everyone to express their impression of the trip in one sentence, I would say, "I didn't expect the snow to be so white." This seemingly simple and solid sentence contains a heavy meaning.
The phrase "Let's find a lamp after walking so far" has been hanging all the time. On my blog signature file, it originated from a poem from Gu Cheng. The lamp we are looking for can be a corner of our soul, a trace of memory, or a wisp of Wei Yun with a faint fragrance ... Even if it is small and humble, it can make the road of life bright and bright, no matter how far it is, we will eventually get there.
This time, I am looking for the whiteness of snow.