Is this Joan's world or an ocean of flowers?

In the misty, jasper-like forest, the lush forests received instructions early in the morning, and they came lush and opened their warm arms to us. The golden sunlight penetrated through the layers of branches and leaves and fell on the wild flowers on the grass. Flowers, clusters, clusters, lit up the fluffy hillside, competing for beauty. The stream is also cheerful. They danced on rocks and grass tips, making tinkling noises. Winding along the winding mountain road, the fragrance of osmanthus fragrans is getting stronger and stronger, but when we look for it, we can't see the tiny "rice grains" in light yellow. This fragrance seems to float from the clouds and seems to be born from our hearts. Before we send out our heartfelt admiration and sigh, Mozi's hometown has arrived. Looking at it, Yaoshan, which is towering like a fairyland, seems to be a soaring dragon, cruising on the two mountains of Boshan and Yiyuan, while Mozi's disciple and He's ancestral home, Xiangjiagou, are like a boat, sailing in the clear water and green sea.

"The good peaks change everywhere, and the secluded paths are lonely." This is the hometown of calligraphy and painting, and this is the paradise of poetry. When we step on a flat bend of water along the stream, we lower our voices and footsteps. But the fish here are not afraid of people. They are embedded in a mirror-like pool in droves, staring at you curiously. Throw branches or stones in the past, then swim lazily and slowly, and occasionally turn around and spit a bunch of bubbles at you playfully. It has just rained, and the river is very big and fast. In the narrow part of the valley, the gap is getting bigger and bigger, and the water flow is more turbulent. From time to time, the water curtain falls from the sky, magnificent and rushing thousands of miles. The splashing water mist, crystal clear, gently touches a soft corner in the depths of our souls. The jungle flows slightly, and the veil permeates the air above our heads and behind the green curtains. The air is very humid, and it seems that you can sip cool dew with one mouth, and every pore of your body can breed comfortable coolness.

The most lively thing along the way was the birds hiding in the dense forest. In particular, thrush inhabits many places here. They often fly around in the dense forest, or stand among the dense branches and sing melodiously, as if wishing everyone "good luck". Of course, there are also many clever and timid animals, such as squirrels, pheasants, beavers, rabbits, hedgehogs, gazelles, badgers and so on. They play in the shallows, or sleep on the bluestone slabs on the roadside, and they won't hit you. They are graceful, light and elegant, or round and smooth, but they will always leave you with a graceful back.

Through the quiet Wuling Cave, the blue Xiyan Lake, stroking the Sutra Pavilion with hundreds of cities, and the chessboard stones left by horses and chariots, we finally found the defense map of Mozi's city defense. This dilapidated ancient city wall is the father of the Great Wall of Chu, a world miracle that we are all proud of. "This stream is more than ten thousand feet, surrounded by trees and trees. You can imagine the danger here. Standing on the ruins of the old city of Mozi, where the northwest wind blows, my ears are still buzzing. The wooden cart is flying, the wind is blowing and the fog is burning, and the ink on the cloth and straw sandals is protruding all around. He took off his belt as a city in front of the king of Chu and took his family as a weapon, and lost the game. Shan Xin Bi Xue, the grass is withered and the sun is dying, or it is still, or the stone is flowing. More than 2400 years ago, the method of "stopping Chu from attacking Song" was adopted to prepare for defense. The defense device has long been integrated with nature, and the sun and the moon are competing for glory, and the world is amazed.

Today, Mozi's seclusion in Xiangjiagou has been given a new mission by history. "Lingshan Xiushui made a saint Mo Zhai, and a simple meal gave birth to a worker Zuluban". On the camel peak where they carved stones and played chess, and on the kite mountain where they flew beautifully, magnificent ancient archways and pavilions and promenades stood tall and beautifully built. There is a door inside the door, a mountain outside the mountain, and the east and west doors correspond, just like the sky on earth. Next to it, the cedar washed by clouds is full of vitality, flapping its wings in the air, and the lush branches and leaves cover the sky. Occasionally, a few larks fly by, as if telling people the feelings of that Millennium. With the deepening of the party's poverty alleviation and relocation policy, under the call of the local government, the descendants of Mo and Lu walked out of the remote and isolated mountain forest. They searched for wonders, composed wonderful songs, and brought the small bridges, flowing water, pavilions, Tsinghua in Shui Mu and Yuanlang in Yaotai, which have been dusty for thousands of years, to the eyes of the world. The superb and unparalleled skills are undoubtedly reproduced in Mexico and Shandong, which is amazing. They gathered the wisdom of their ancestors and built this place into a sightseeing experience-oriented tourism project integrating cultural experience, live performances, special snacks, leisure and holiday, tourism shopping and water entertainment. They put Mozi culture, farming culture, market culture, temple fair culture and catering culture into a garden, creating a big market with a courtyard in the house, a street in the courtyard, a scene in the street and a play, and turning the poor and backward mountain city into a garden. The updated Mozi ancient street in Vientiane is like a dazzling pearl in the depths of the mountains, attracting nine chicks and thriving.

The mountains are majestic, and the purple gas comes from the east. In the hometown of Mozi, a thinker, educator, scientist, strategist and founder of Mohism, stands the highest Buddhist statue in the world-the Giant Buddha in the Central Plains. From a distance, the Buddha statue is solemn, peaceful and magnificent, which complements Tian Ruixiang. Throughout Shanxi, the four seasons are not dry, and the warm and clear spring eyes are scattered all over the place, like pearls scattered in a jasper plate. Hot springs are ejected all the year round, with excellent water quality, suitable water temperature and good governance. Known as the "eye of Yaoshan". Write it inside, and the water will light up. "The mountain will be on the head, and the Yaotai will be under the moon", which will make you feel comfortable in the world and naturally "sunny"; If you go boating and sing loudly, and beat the ship's side alone, "I don't know that the sky is in the water after I get drunk, and the boat is full of the Milky Way", and "the moon is as quiet as your belief, and the fish and dragons follow you", it is a kind of taste, "carefree mind, beautiful beyond words"!

Walking out of the rolling mountains, it is a raised hand, a star in the brilliant spring and autumn night sky. I looked at the reflection in the stream and suddenly found that it was the star that sank to the bottom of the water. Through the historical water, it has been lying here, telling the story of thousands of years. Holding a black sword can stop thousands of troops, but it can't stop the traffic of history. Mozi knew that in the face of the greed of the ruler, his thoughts were like a gorgeous brocade, which was doomed to be unable to sew clothes for the vast majority of people and keep warm from the wind. However, someone has to raise their hands, someone has to go on stage, and someone has to swallow the poisonous fruit. Then, the brocade burned to ashes; The black sword shattered thousands of pieces; That star shines forever.

Today, more than 2000 years later, his "God knows ghosts" is still placed on the platform of sages. Modern decision makers without ghosts and gods can "love the world"; People all over the world still have gods and light in their hearts, but the gods have obeyed their own wishes. We inherit the 5,000-year-old civilization of China and learn the knowledge and skills of modern culture. Don't forget that your creative thinking can be born in spring. There are no more poor households who lack food and clothing, no more cowboys who can't afford to go to school, and the land of China is rich and peaceful. When thousands of students set foot on the mysterious land of Yuzhou devoutly and talked with the souls of their predecessors in front of the cave where he wrote books, Mozi woke up, which would be a challenge and confrontation to the thought of the new era. (End)

About the author: Li Bing, pen name Taosha, works in the Traffic Police Brigade of nanzhao county City, Henan Province, is a member of Henan Writers Association and vice chairman of nanzhao county Writers Association, and is good at poetry and prose creation.