Appreciation of Old Photos of Mount Tai

I have a soft spot for Taishan stone. Taishan stone is made into Shi Gandang to ward off evil spirits. Human genes worship natural things. I don't need Taishan stone to crush the house. I like the lines of Taishan stone. The feeling of breeze blowing on it is years!

Liking stones may come from living in Yimeng mountain area since childhood! At that time, the rocks all over the mountains and plains could be used as coordinate systems to represent everything that existed naturally. If you describe which place you want to go, say "to Heishiling" or "to Daqingshi". A stone became the most solid symbol of childhood. On the big bluestone, several children drank water as wine, smoked dried loofah vines as cigarettes, and smoked like adults. Without bluestone, the softness of the land would not be so stable. When I came home a few years later, I was disappointed to find that the big bluestone was gone.

My love for stones also stems from this major that once gave rural people hope to live and live. The retired father of a railway worker can't read, but he has the ability to dig a stone pond. That winter, in the cold wind, my father went out early in the morning and didn't go home until evening. Shitang is his battlefield. With the passage of time, stones of some houses were excavated. I didn't inherit much from my father's generation. Science and technology provide people with various possibilities to save energy.

After working in the railway engineering team, I like rivers all over the country. The river flows beautifully, and it feels good to clean up the gravel. Touching a stone in the river, the feeling that the stone has just come out of the water is intoxicating, like the joyful jumping sound of a child. The stone seems to tell you about the past years, the feeling of being in the rapids and shallow waters, the superiority of fish and shrimp around it, and the story of frogs and toads playing hide-and-seek around it ... Now, all this has passed in a hurry and is in your hands. It eagerly looked at this flowing river and reluctantly confessed to it ... Sometimes, I really can't bear to take these stones rich in life information away, so I have to gently put them back. I know that the stone is really alive. ...

I have lived at the foot of Mount Tai for most of my life, and my recognition of Mount Tai also comes from several rivers or streams in the mountain. The habit of climbing mountains and wading gives me a clear understanding of Taishan stone. Different from the stones in other areas, the beauty of Taishan stone is that the more weathered it is, the richer its internal lines are. Taishan stone, it tells the voice of Mount Tai! Stories full of years are also engraved with traces of wind and rain. Once, I picked walnuts from a walnut tree in the mountains and fell on a Taishan stone. Fortunately, the stone is flat. I guess I must have been replaced by a good man in my last life, and my ass hurts slightly. I sat snuggled up to this bluestone for a long time. This lifesaving stone is like a silent friend. I remember a mute friend who was very kind to me and often bought me delicious food. When he saw me, he was all smiles. His smile is like sunshine. I like jogging on the desolate hills around Mount Tai. This kind of relaxation is beyond the reach of a well-behaved human body. I remember climbing a huge Taishan stone once. I climbed it carefully, but I still let the protruding stone front cut my stomach. That time I slipped down the mountain, it was also a Taishan stone, which blocked me on the edge of the cliff, just like an old friend silently extended a pair of hands at a critical moment. In this world, stones are as spiritual as people. I have watched the Story of the Stone for eight times, and the psychic Baoyu is a symbol! Taishan stone saved my life twice, and I am full of infinite gratitude to Taishan stone.

My parents left this world, and I feel that where people are, where is my hometown. Life in Beijing has changed a lot. Noisy, like a confused river, you can't see a clear stream; In a hurry, you lose the space and time to think. I thought of Mount Tai, which was washed away by the summer flood, and lay there quietly, as silent as a song. In the autumn of my third year in Beijing, I sincerely invited two Taishan stones, one large and one small, to my home. Living in Beijing, with these two Taishan stones, it is like having two relatives. If you are tired of writing, talk to the stone; I was upset and poured out my heart to the stone. I often scrub them, let them look at each other and recall the free years in the depths of Mount Tai.

Every time I go out, I will touch Mount Tai, and their sureness will suddenly give me infinite strength. I just can't put them in the office. Only at home, when I looked at Taishan Mountain, I suddenly felt that there was such a perfect thing in this world, full of trust, firmness and the power to grow silently ... (Dai)