Classic reflection "There are thousands of rivers, there are thousands of rivers and moons" 10 _ classic reflection _ classic reflection.

Thousands of rivers in January is a hardcover book published by Xiaohe People's Literature Publishing House. The book is priced at 38.00 yuan and has 264 pages. The article gives some readers' thoughts after reading, hoping to help everyone.

Reflections on A Thousand Rivers with Water and a Thousand Rivers with Moon (1): Tainan has a utopia.

Shen Congwen said in "Notes on Traveling in Hunan" that he had crossed bridges in many places, seen clouds many times and drunk many kinds of wine, but only loved a person who was just the best in age. His Xiangxi is not the Xiangxi, but the words are still there. The advantage of writing in black and white is that as soon as you open the box of memory, you enter a utopia. Even if there is a trace of sadness, it is embellishment, and it is good to think of it.

Look at the little "Thousand Waters of Qian Shan Month", and all I think about is the benefits. Good friendship, good scenery and good writing.

(1) Make love outside the body.

The scenery in the book is like spring breeze.

Xiao Li Hong wrote: "When planting awns in May, magnolia and jasmine bloomed in the back garden, and ladies occasionally played four-color cards;" Because the room is surrounded by wind, cool and fragrant, once you know the taste, everyone will love eating more and become a habit. "Eat the wind, the wind is fragrant, white or lavender magnolia leaves, soft and cool to the touch, jasmine is clean and white, with a quietly elegant fragrance, floating in the wind. I can't help raising my mouth at the thought of such a day.

In summer, "the heat is long, and Grandpa Zhenguan will choose to attend classes in the morning; After lunch, usually everyone has a bowl of Cao Xian and Ai Yu. Zhenguan is always the slowest to eat this, and she is often the last to put down the bowl. Unconsciously, she thought she had eaten double. "

Ai Yu is a snack in Tainan. Looking up the dictionary, it is said that the natural fruit of Aiyuko is scraped off, kneaded into a paste-like liquid, put in boiling water and solidified into a frozen state, transparent, crystal clear and slightly cool. Xiancao, which we are more familiar with, is also cool.

I always feel that everyone in the book seems to know how to spend summer better, just like we used to. Days without air conditioning, days with bamboo fans, days without ice cream, days with brown sugar ice powder. There was a bamboo mat. I swam around the well with a towel, wrung it dry and wiped it again. In the evening, I moved it to the rooftop and lay on it, waiting for the wind to come, waiting for my friends to talk, chat and fight. The wind is coming, it's already late at night, and the stars are bright. I got up in the morning and touched the quilt. There was some moist breath. The old man said it was dew at night, turned his head and the sun on the horizon jumped out unconsciously. A new day began, and the neighbors were very excited to move the mat back into the house.

Zhenguan has to take an exam, and he is treated as "money is inexhaustible" at home. His words are simple and his feelings are deep. "I know that she loves to eat rice moss, and it will be ready in three days and two days. It is sweet and salty ... and there is a kind of lotus root powder." Writing this lotus root starch is delicious, literally beautiful. "Lotus root starch is mixed with cold boiled water, and then stirred with boiled water, which becomes a transparent dark red. If it is frozen ... Zhenguan will feel as cold as a shower head every time he eats it, and the summer outside is not enough.

At that time, the days passed slowly and simply, without rich materials, but it was also safe, good and clean.

On Tanabata in Tainan, the pure white rice ball is round, and a depression is made with the index finger, which means "wiping tears for the Weaver Girl". Now, we occasionally see the splendid Milky Way on the way to travel, and we also wonder whether there are magpie bridges built at both ends of the Milky Way. Will our children share this wonderful imagination with us? I don't know a little when I think about it, because the stars in the sky don't seem easy to see.

Love the elegant words in the book. When you feel that your emotions are about to overflow, the word is to know enough is enough and be temperate. "Zhenguan bent down to take the ladle, and his hands felt empty in the jar, only catching the heavy midnight air at night." "Zhenguan can't get water, so we have to stand aside. She didn't see clearly that the jar was white, but it was moonlight. Moon has crossed the eaves line of' five rooms' and coldly shines into the bottom of the cylinder; There is a moon in the water tank, and Zhenguan has never looked at each other so closely. I only feel that my own people are clear. " "Walking along the coast, there is a heart in Zhenguan Pool: the moonlight in this fishing pond; One water in January, a thousand water is a thousand months-there used to be such a scene in the world ... Look at the lights hanging on fishermen's huts in the distance and nearby, vaguely scattered in the cool night sky. "

With the eyes and heart of Zhenguan, Xiao Li Hong wrote the lively and splashing appearance of the moon and presented the beautiful scenery of the "Tiger-tailed Fishing Lamp" in Bagai Port to readers. She said that this scene was touching and spectacular, which made the world dazzling.

The land is tender and affectionate, and the hometown will always rely on it. People may be constantly changing, but the inheritance from generation to generation is still there, and the meticulous teaching is still there. The sea and night can always be used for mourning.

(2) it happened that the spring breeze can't wait.

Abide by Dundu, serve with loyalty, conquer the world with virtue, and don't worry about your predecessors. Historical Records says.

The description of women in the book always reminds people of the women in A Dream of Red Mansions. "Every child is a flower" is different. Everyone has his own personality and tone, which is a very traditional theory of ethics and etiquette that they have accepted since birth.

The book says, "Daughter is the source of the world and the mother of future citizens."

"Because of the heavy responsibility of having a daughter and teaching children, daughters can be related to people's roots and races. In the future, she will marry someone else and have some frightened and domineering children. The world is not chaotic enough. "

"Once upon a time, your grandfather used to say that a virtuous woman gave birth to a son. He also said: there is a good wife at home, but a man will not suffer sudden misfortune. From this, I realized that my daughter is more valuable than my son.

"Daughter may report to her parents, because people who see the bride will praise her parents and tutor-"

When the bride at home came, Yinchan said: When her daughter is going to get married, her mother always asks her to go into the mountains to listen to the birds and look at the facade; To be a daughter-in-law, you must know how to advance and retreat; Sister-in-law must not move chopsticks first without reaching for food. "

Today, these rural traditions and family rules and regulations seem to have dross and essence, but the women in the text, following such rules and having such Fiona Fang, are always convinced and pure. What I admire most is that my grandfather avoided Archibald, who secretly picked melons, and realized from the bottom of his heart that my grandfather avoided the man's heart and was more secretive than the melon picker. She thought she understood grandpa's tolerant mentality, and she was afraid that Qiu Bo would bump into her embarrassment at this moment, but beyond that, there was another meaning. At that time, people were too poor to be thieves and died without complaint. Greed is certainly not good, but poverty is not wrong. Grandpa doesn't take Archie as a fault, except pity, because he knows that he doesn't-there are ten people in the family, so there is no food if they have food, and there is no food if they have food; Sun-dried salt depends on the sky, rain falls, and the heart is soaked in bitter water.

Zhenguan knows that both mothers and grandmothers should tell their children and grandchildren how generous their ancestors were in life and behavior.

The quaint family style made Zhenguan know, observe and understand the ceremony. Later, when she met Daxin, Zhenguan began to remember the shadow of the moon shining on Daxin. Later, after listening to the Taiwanese opera, I knew that love stories were difficult to write, and I wanted to be the stamen of the other side, show the flowering period and show my life. Zhenguan learned about Da Feng and himself through letter after letter. Daxin said that he was "stubborn and sensitive, although thousands of people left me." Word by word, build a high wall of two people's feelings, and this wall seems to be a diaphragm. Because of its thickness, it can be crossed or blocked. Zhenguan loves Daxin and is cautious, restrained and polite. Where is Daxin? I firmly believe that chastity is reserved, safe and affectionate. The torture in the world is nothing more than affection.

Fate is predestined. Two new fathers have given their newborns corresponding names, namely, Guan Zhen, Daxin, Daxin, Guan Zhen, chaste woman, loyal man and loyal man. Therefore, in the days of becoming tacit bosom friends, I think they are happy, but they can also be polite. There always seems to be something missing on the noble spiritual bridge. Unfortunately, a misunderstanding washed away the bridge like stormy waves. Let lofty love go up in smoke. On the way down to the temple, it took a long time for Zhen Guan in Budai Town to pay back all the pain he suffered from the big letter to heaven, earth and human beings. Is this a breakthrough in chastity? I don't know. After all, I still don't like this emotional thread. It seems a little thin, and it seems a little reluctant. Maybe I don't like this. It's too reserved. Unfortunately, there are too many misunderstandings, and there is nothing to say, and the fate is scattered.

(3) There are thousands of rivers in Qian Shan this month.

Even after reading the smell, the book has to drill into it. Zhenguan read Qian Hesan. Every time I read it, I feel that I am different from before. My body and mind are washed away again and again in this easy-to-understand text ... Teacher Daxin said that the purpose of reading is to meet good things: good things, good feelings, good people and good deeds.

Such a book has a magnificent homesickness and traditional taste. When I think of today, it is like a dream. I like the description of my hometown in the article. "Hometown is like this. Everyone is really closely related and irrelevant. Even if I can't name the other person, I know it clearly. " You are the son and daughter of your neighbor. "At a time when we are constantly losing land and retreating to the edge, it will be sour to think of it. Do you still have a hometown to go back to? Luckily for Zhenguan, she was born the daughter of Haigang. When the first sea breeze blew to her, she couldn't tell others what she felt in her heart. The sea and night in their hometown will always be their heart's support.

And your hometown, can you trace back? Can you make your heart completely quiet?

Finally, it is the poem in the "Four Fates": Qianshan is the same as the moon, and every household is in spring; Rivers are thousands of miles away, and there are clouds in Wan Li.

But please, I will always have this water in my heart, this month.

So, so, good.

Thoughts on A Thousand Rivers with Water and a Thousand Rivers with Moon (2): You and I are only one world away.

Take your time and you can sing. The proportion of opera is about one fifth, so it is obviously against the author's original intention to skip it. I had to slow down and chew the voiceover.

The Old Spirit on Sansheng Stone

Don't talk about enjoying the moon and singing the wind.

Shamed lovers meet each other far away.

Although this body is of the opposite sex.

This is the origin of "three lucky students", which the author mentioned in the postscript. The story is very small, the love between men and women. Age setting starts with "ballpoint pen", not "ballpoint pen".

In Qian Shan in the same month.

Every family is spring.

Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons.

Cloudless Wan Li days in Wan Li

Since the little girl was very young and didn't study, her name has been elegant and awkward: Zhenguan. A large family in the village is busy rubbing jiaozi. It's not Mid-Autumn Festival, but Chinese Valentine's Day. On Tanabata, round balls can only be white, with one piece pressed by hand in the middle, like a cave with sparkling eyes in spring. Why are you doing this? Because the falling tears have a home.

Grandfather set an example, but he didn't make a sound when he saw his neighbor stealing crops from the field. He taught chastity: do not steal, do not complain. In the case of contradiction and full of humanity, chastity seems to have grown up. At that time, I passed things by telegraph, and Hong Fei passed feelings. A letter from Taipei broke the inner peace, and the hero's name was vulgar: Daxin. At first, it was nothing more than a greeting between relatives and children of similar age, a mouth-to-mouth conversation, and then how it started, no one noticed.

A pinch of needles,

A pinch of snails;

Chimney hole,

Barbecue bones,

Chickens are crowing-

Aroma, aroma

A little rouge,

Running is to avoid eating with people-

The lyrics of game children's songs read like love poems of the last century. No one mentions love, but it is more fresh and lively than any sentence "like, love". I couldn't wait to reply and sent another letter, saying nothing more than flowers and plants on the roadside, trivial matters of relatives and friends, and a cuckoo. When it was picked, it withered and lost its moisture, but when it was picked, people's hearts were full of emotions. When I was familiar with it again, I mentioned my hazy first love, but I left without saying goodbye for a while and ended this lovesickness in a hurry. Read his melancholy, guess his mind and write satire. Don't guess what a girl thinks.

At dusk,

My lover is getting off the boat,

Thinking about sadness,

Eyes covered with dark clouds;

Have something to say about this moment;

Who knows that the larynx is not irrigated first;

……

To love a city is to love a person who lives in it. After all, there are two places in the novel about the death of relatives, which makes scattered families gather into a huge family. Call home all the way, don't forget the way home. Come back, go home. Where will you go? The mandarin duck has parted.

After all, you have an identity and the environment is different. Why don't you understand amorous feelings? Then I'll make you feel bad and make you suffer my pain.

Tear up your letter and fool you with another name. When you are sick and weak, you are not allowed to call others. You look up at the door again and again, suspecting that the doorbell has lost its spirit. Why didn't it ring?

The most unrequited thing in the world is having a lover.

Finally, Zhenguan went up the mountain to seek an explanation. A description of yourself.

Is she a monk? She's not enlightened? Will she regret everything?

No, spoilers are my best habit.

Thoughts on A Thousand Miles of Water and a Thousand Rivers and Moons (3): The same moonlight and similar homesickness are a hometown that can never be returned.

I read this book on the recommendation of my friend.

Because I have lived in the Minnan language area for many years, although I am not fluent in listening and speaking, I feel very cordial about the expressions in Minnan language that can be seen everywhere in the book, but I am also curious about what people in the northern language environment feel when reading.

The novel itself, I personally found a lot of * * * songs, from the old family, based on blood relationship, based on mutual love and unity, and those so-called traditions that bind everyone tightly together. From the point of view expressed by the author from the perspective of Zhenguan, she also appreciates this part of traditional culture, which I don't like very much. At the beginning of those chapters, the attachment and love between relatives, especially Guan Zhen's love, are described in large paragraphs. How cute the name Guan is, I almost have some modern misunderstandings about her situation, but there is a passage in which her mother taught her that men are superior to women since she was a child, which is simply creepy. Of course, the most terrible thing is that the author himself who hides behind the words affirms and appreciates this idea.

But apart from these subtle details, those parts that describe the daily life and fate of everyone in a big family can be called touching, especially the special love of two uncles and aunts shaped by the times. That kind of forbearance and concession because of love, while only thinking about each other, makes people move. Therefore, it is more difficult to understand why the so-called love between Guan Zhen and Daxin should be greatly exaggerated. In my opinion, this part simply lowers the quality of the whole book instantly, directly from five stars to three stars.

The mutual admiration between these young people was originally very beautiful. If the mutual joy in childhood comes to an end, it's nothing, but you have to show off yourself, Qiong Yao's upper body, and even die to live, which is simply dumbfounded. At this point in the story, it is better to have a very customary happy ending. However, you don't have to put the scene in a Buddhist temple, then thoroughly understand it, and then end it. I was stupid. This ending is too self-defeating.

Another thing that makes people feel extremely uncomfortable is that the aunt died, and Zhenguan and his party rushed back to their hometown after receiving the news. As readers, everyone is worried about them. How I wish Zhenguan could see this respectable and lovely old lady for the last time. However, looking at the moonlight outside the window, Zhenguan is still thinking about Daxin! At this moment, the deep affection of the big family shaped by tens of thousands of words in front of us almost collapsed, which is too inhuman, and it is not in line with the nostalgia for hometown and family that this book has always advocated. I thought of the ferryman, and it made me feel sore after reading it. No matter how hard I try to create an earth-shattering love story, I must first conform to the basic laws of human nature. The woman (forgot her name) came back from the dead, and after trudging through the wilderness, except when she was just "resurrected" and waiting for her to take the train, she briefly thought of her single mother, and her eyes were full of ferrymen beside her. And this is unreasonable. Isn't love based on unreasonable emotions a mirage? I don't know why so many people say they are moved. In short, as we grow older, we become less and less impatient with anything empty except love.

It's too far from the point. Just after reading the book, I was moved by the first half, and slightly embarrassed by the sudden impact of the second half and the end. Write something while I still remember.

Thoughts on "Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons" (IV): Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons: one spring and one summer is a lifetime.

I understand that this book originated from the article "Give you a book list with stories" by Peng Xiaoliu, the great hero of bamboo slips. I am very interested in the story inside, so I will post it here first:

After the opening of Suzhou Eslite Bookstore, it took a long time for the surging crowd to cool down a little.

I searched for a book in the sea of books for a long time like a shopping mall, and finally I had to turn to the shopping guide. Fortunately, there are only 3000 copies in the second edition, which is the last edition. Friends in the same trade saw me dancing like a child and wondered: Does this book have such great charm? Of course, I had one a long time ago, and later I gave my first love. When we parted, she returned all my books to me except this one. "Is your first love still attached?" "No, but fortunately, books can still be found ..." That book is related to first love, and it is called Rivers and Miles.

I won't borrow this book again.

After reading this book intermittently for two nights, let me introduce the outline of this book:

In the early 1960s, there was a big family named Xiao in Tainan Fishing Port, with three generations of two dozen people. In this border town with the cultural customs of southern Fujian in the Central Plains as the background, they lived a comfortable life. Among the younger generation, there are cousins (Daxin in Taipei and Zhenguan, a girl who lives near her uncle's house), who fell in love at first sight and returned for many years. Because of the immersion of traditional culture, they are content to enjoy themselves in the high realm of literary talent and romance, and even hold an umbrella together in the rain. Daxin joined the army and was stationed in Penghu. Later, because a client and we don't know much about it, she was indifferent to Zhenguan. She was angry, too, and ruined the love letter. She still kept her oath, so she didn't meet. Zhen Guan's affection is hard to break, he deeply regrets himself and is ignorant and upside down. Daxin left without saying goodbye and went to study in England.

I think, for love, both men and women are nervous and crawl forward.

The separation between Zhenguan and Daxin is dreamy but prophetic.

For Zhenguan, people who stay indoors are happy. Guan, who went to study in Chiayi, was only a female student in the town, and Guan, who went to work in Taipei, was just a passer-by living in this city. The real Guan Zhen is still in that home, that land, and her soul has been wandering in the fishing port of Tainan.

Because in the end, they insisted on something and refused something.

Zhenguan once thought that it is better to pay attention to Chinese characters than to pay attention to oneself; He is almost another self, and every time he says a word, the next sentence tries not to make any difference in his heart. Daxin really wants to come. Getting along is the happiest and the hardest.

At the end of the article, how long did Zhenguan Group turn physically and mentally? It was in Atung's words that I calmed down. What kind of pain, what kind of spin, what kind of self-restraint, but after all, it is only the process of life transformation. Is to feather into moths and then carry on the family line.

All the big letters gave her pain, and Zhen Guan returned the gods to the Buddha in the moonlight.

Although I have learned it, I'm still sorry.

Don't we know how many falls a person has to take on the road to reach the real state? We always say that it doesn't matter if we meet the right person and be a little humble. The fear is that if this person is wrong, he will be lower, humbler and finally crushed.

Not many people know from the beginning whether this person is right or wrong. But Zhenguan and Daxin are obviously suitable candidates for each other.

Perhaps, one day in the near future, the corner will meet.

postscript

In "there is water in a thousand rivers and there is a moon in a thousand rivers", Tainan in Xiao pen pays attention to "the fisherman benefits, and the male is filial to the female".

No matter whether you are immersed in the local customs of Budai Town or more obsessed with the feelings between Zhenguan and Daxin, you can always feel a kind of "wishful Chinese integrity" from the article. Just like the name of Zhenguan, it is so beautiful; I like Zhenguan, a solemn, affectionate and sensitive girl.

I have to say that my grandfather, who loves chastity, is full of persistence in his words and deeds. For me, once upon a time, the countryside was equal to my hometown. The wanderer is tired.

—— 2065438+June 6, 2007

Thoughts on A Thousand Rivers with Water and a Thousand Rivers with Moon (5): the best time to meet.

The book "There is water in a thousand rivers, and there is a moon in a thousand rivers" should have been included in my book list more than ten years ago, and even when I couldn't find the book, I built an electronic version of the computer. Looking back, the reason why I wanted to read at that time may be because of Zhang Ailing's nepotism. At that time, I read Zhang Ailing, started reading Hu Lancheng's works, followed Zhu Jiasan's sisters' words, and finally inexplicably dug up Rivers and Miles. But strangely, my love for it seems to stop at this catchy but memorable thing. After many years, I met unexpectedly on the shelf of the provincial map. As if facing a familiar stranger, I realized that my mind to read it had penetrated into the bone marrow, so strange that I was not sure that its author was young. However, I think, maybe now is the best time for us to meet.

After reading "Thousand Waters Qian Shan Month" carefully, I can't help but take a deep breath and reconfirm my thoughts-yes, now is the best time for me to meet it.

If I were young, I would be immersed in a beautiful and fruitless love story of great faith and chastity. Now, I have finished reading it calmly, while feeling the author's magnificent and interesting description of Taiwan Province folk customs, while studying and thinking about the simple inheritance of China's ancient philosophy. Although I am a little sentimental about the relationship between Zhenguan and Daxin, I am not addicted. On the contrary, I feel that a good lover is not the best ending, but a big letter is a love robbery set by God for Zhenguan. Love deeply but don't understand that the world of mortals loves more than just dreamy attachment. Love is so extensive, and the cares of life are as tangled as roots. What used to be beautiful is still beautiful, not with tears, but with the soul; Not to explore the decadence of the world of mortals, but to cherish the rebirth of life. I don't want to live forever, but I only remember flying over the top of my life with these light butterfly wings for the rest of my life.

In the communication between Daxin and Zhenguan in the book, when Daxin's first love was implicitly mentioned, the heard Zhenguan wrote back like this:

The leading actor:

Such great love is really eternal (touching! )

In the water margin. All the people in Liangshan have made such an oath: the voice of heaven is rich, and the courage is the same throughout life. I'm sure you'll understand better.

There is nothing wrong with love! Since that person has always been in love with you, you can stay the same for life!

True love should have no turning back, as long as it is clearly recognized that this person is deeply hidden in my heart and won my heart, then love is enough, and there is no need to take it for yourself; It was Zhuangzi who said: If so, the hidden gold is in the mountains and the hidden pearls are in the imperial garden-

As long as she is the scenery of the world, as long as she lives well, how wonderful life is!

hope

Firm!

When Lao Yan finally broke up, this initial condolence letter was more like a letter written by Zhenguan to himself. "There is nothing wrong with love! Since that person has always been in love with you, you can stay the same for life! " Zhenguan said that that moment, which should last forever, was deeply hurt, but she finally taught herself to let go. As a reader who has experienced the washing of the years, I can't agree with this view of love, and I am more willing to look up to the world with Zhenguan and cherish the feelings that have flowed for a lifetime.

On the banks of a thousand rivers, under the bright moon, Zhenguan determines that only intensive reading really survives between heaven and earth; Of course, she is a person who advocates her own spirit. Zhenguan has shaped a strong, beautiful, flexible and noble soul in all kinds of daily words and life among relatives.

For example, a conversation with a wife:

"In the past, people said: Life is destiny takes a hand. Therefore, smart women are born without appearance. "

"Why do you say that?"

Sister-in-law Yinshan replied for the old man: "People of the older generation often say that there is no way to live without water-haven't you heard of it?"

By the time his wife finished, she had already taken a basin of water to change it. Zhenguan sat on the edge of the bed, thinking about what she just said.

How could the ancients be so clever? How can this be so hard to find? It turns out that incompatibility is the most wronged thing in the world. ……

For example, a conversation with grandma:

Zhenguan, you are so far away that you can't always be around. Remember this sentence-"

"Grandma, I'll remember,-"

"Zhenguan; Lack of talent and appearance; Kind, a good woman has virtue-"

For example, a conversation with my grandfather:

Zhenguan wanted to come back at this time, only to understand what grandpa and his grandfather's generation said: negative, eat and sleep; Without someone, I can't eat or sleep. ……

It turns out that after what happened, there is still a conscience to theorize. Luluan is actually a very fierce bird. It is enough to prove that they dare to eat fish in the door, but they are so afraid of bamboo poles for no reason. Maybe, as her grandfather said, the wicked have no guts!

This feeling is the homesickness accumulated by the trivial daily life of relatives in my hometown. This water is the scenery that the unchanging custom of my hometown adheres to. As long as a clear spring is paved with tears of missing, the trace of growth is as clear as the shadow of the moon every night. Ren Qianshui reflects the bright moon, which is always bright.

"Never has a book about China's ethics and traditions been written so beautifully." One book review said that I was deeply worried. China's traditional way of doing things, the principles of being a man and all kinds of humanistic customs contained in the book are all filled with containers of the soul. Without a container, the soul can only wander around and have nowhere to rely on. I read it, I read it, and I said-we are such China people and such a country.

I can't help but think of the ending of the movie Gone with the Wind: Scarlett who returned to Tara stood on a barren field and looked into the distance. She grabbed a handful of red mud and swore to heaven that people in Tara would never go hungry again. She said, "Tomorrow is another day". This indomitable courage comes from the land where she was born. For the subtle China people with a thousand-year-old culture, we are just singing a poem that is light in clouds and light in wind:

In the same month, Qianshan,

Every household is spring;

Thousands of rivers have water and thousands of rivers have moons.

Cloudless Wan Li days in Wan Li.