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竹,草的最高境界

 若飞若扬1963 2019-05-07

幽院落花荻秋冷.在这样幽静的一个夜,仿佛一临窗的女子迎风而立,轻启红唇将一管竹笛吹得如痴如醉.羞得庭院花纷纷自落.唯有窗前的竹在月影下轻拂相思------


                   

 

                                                                                          竹,
                                                                                   却绿,
                                                                                   竹,,
                                                                                持,
                                                                                 繁.,
                                                                            大,
                                                                            植.
                                                                                          不,
                                                                            满. 
 

                  

  
                                                                                              诗云:
                                                                               ",. "
                                                                                            山穿,
                                                                                 那,
                                                                                   如,,
                                                                                  闻使. 
                                                                                        有.
                                                                                      月,
                                                                                      清.
                                                                                       香?
 
 

                         

 


                                                                                    幽.
                                                                                     这,
                                                                                 临,
                                                                      轻.
                                                                                       庭.
                                                                        唯思.
 

                                         

                              
                                                                                          清韵浮掠.
                                                                                        暗自消魂也可,
                                                                                      林间月下一壶酒, 
                                                                                       邀三两高朋挚友,
                                                                                琴瑟和鸣,推杯把盏,谈古论今,
                                                                                  笔墨纸砚弹指间诗词会萃,
                                                                                     江山云月描于丹青,
                                                                                        虽是竹扉陋室,
                                                                                        却也唯吾得馨.
                                                                                    人生如此,岂不妙哉!


                     


                                                                                        也有诗云:
                                                                        "竹杖芒鞋轻胜马,一蓑烟雨任平生. "
                                                                                         走在路上,
                                                                         清脆的竹杖声合拍敲击着青山渭水,
                                                                                斑斓的故事快意江湖,
                                                                                  放歌天涯回音激荡,
                                                                                          脸上的汗水,
                                                                                          脚下的山麓,
                                                                                  都如众山小般空阔透天.

                     

                                                                                     独钓寒山雪,
                                                                                   使人无由的想起,
                                                                                   闲云野鹤般的老者
                                                                                     披蓑衣持冷杆
                                                                 在满山遍野万径人踪灭的冰川江河里无勾垂钓,
                                                                                     任平生烟雨散去. 
                                                                                 仁者乐于山,智者乐于水.
                                                                                  吾独乐于竹的从容淡定,
                                                                                         傲不争春,
                                                                                     喜其如草的空怀境界.
 
 
                    

 
 
                                                                                           诗云:
 
                                                                    “竹杖芒鞋轻胜马,一蓑烟雨任平生。” 
 
 

                    

                                          

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