Morning exercise is easy for me.
Or jogging, or brisk walking, the foot strength is not as good as it used to be. You have to cross the road to reach the "runway" of the embankment - two cars wide and straight; There is a track barrier in the west, and a roadblock in the east, which is not long, and the commuting is less than a kilometer; Shaded by greenery, cherry blossoms, purple leaf plums, lilacs and the like are planted on a slope, morning glory here and there is a canopy, intermingling, red and purple trumpets, facing the morning sun, and the birds play the most beautiful morning song.
River, named Wenyu River, ancient Wenyu water, is the Haihe River water system, the upper reaches of the North Canal. Overall length 475 kilometers, the water quality is clean and clear, and it is not only the main road of Cao Yun in history, but also the royal water of the royal court, gardens and lakes. A few years ago, I did Qingzhi again, and the wild ducks flew back in flocks. At this moment, he jumped in and out of the water, happily foraging for food.
At the end of the barricade, a long and narrow forest maintains the flower beds and greenways carefully cut along the river, and the atmosphere of the canal is filled. I heard the long voice of the earlier traveler, the female voice, the Beijing accent and Beijing rhyme, splashing in the river, causing ripples. With such skills, she must be a woman in the class. So, a trot and followed the sound.
The greenway turns back to one side of the platform and stands close to the water; Under the breeze, the reeds fluttered and swayed, and the intoxicating singing section of "The Drunken Concubine" should be harmonized. "The ice wheel of the island is beginning to turn, seeing the jade rabbit, the jade rabbit rises east early, the ice wheel leaves the island, the sky is very clear, the bright moon is in the sky, it is just like Chang'e leaving the moon palace ......”
When the woman bathes in the middle, there is a suitable stage. The sun was a little higher, and the green forest was shining golden. I stopped and listened to the gentle singing very closely, being a devout spectator. At the moment, there is no third party, and there are only two people on and off the stage, the woman and me. The yellow, green, and pink, unnamed flowers, with dewdrops, crystal clear, sly and smiling.
The slave is like Chang'e leaving the Moon Palace, just like Chang'e going down to the ninefold, and it is clear and cold in the ...... Guanghan PalaceThe woman danced in small steps, and the slender orchid fingers accompanied by a cold and elegant singing voice, pointing to the sky, and her eyes gave birth to a bit of resentment and threw herself into the river, making the clear waves of the river tremble.
Suddenly, applause rang out. Looking back, when did a group of people gather behind it, only to realize that the world of the two had been broken. He abruptly withdrew from the crowd and continued to jog.
The geese in the sky, the geese fly, the geese fly, the geese and fly, the sound of the slave falls into the shade of the flowers, this scenery is sultry and intoxicating, and I don't feel that I came to the Hundred Flowers Pavilion. "The ecstasy voice came around me, and I ran, and she ran. The morning breeze was slight, and with an inexplicable force, it poured straight into his feet. In the blink of an eye, he followed the established runway and went back and forth a few times.
In the new autumn sunrise, climb to the height of the tree, and it will be slightly dry. At this time, there were more people on the embankment. But there are fewer men and women every day. Jogging with his head down, he also thought slowly. This grass embankment, which has been printed with the footprints of my wife and me, must have gone through many water pools and how many steps it took to grow into what it is today. What kind of memories are hidden in those hidden sandals?
Thinking like this, I unconsciously ran into the jungle next to the track at the west end. There are a few bike-sharing bikes abandoned here. And not far away, a slightly wider place, an old man in a wheelchair for morning exercise fell. I ran a few steps, bent down, and held out my hand. The old man shook his head, signaled no, stood up with difficulty, and stubbornly held the handle of the wheelchair.
The old man didn't sit, just pushed the cart and strolled. I stood still, looking at the old man worriedly. The old man turned around, smiled at me, and went straight to the cart again. My heart was broken. I think of what my father looked like after he suffered a stroke more than ten years ago. My father also has a similar wheelchair, but he doesn't like to sit and stumbles and has to walk on his own. The last time, he fell into a rice field near the road and never woke up.
My father has planted all his life, and it may be a kind of fate. Then I thought again, the splendor of life is not in the Tao, but in the bones. Once the itinerary is engraved into the bones, even if it stumbles, it is peaceful and calm, and there will never be an end. Now when I occasionally return to my hometown, when I see that rice field, I see my father walking non-stop.
The old man walked into what seemed to be a growing crowd. Leave the wheelchair for a while and take a few crooked steps; After a while, he held on to the wheelchair and walked smoothly. I unconsciously quickened my pace. When I passed by the wheelchair, I saw that the old man was covered with sweat, but his face was full of joy.
Soon ran into the green forest again. On the water platform, several middle-aged and elderly women, who have changed to singing women, are practicing Baduan Jin. I joined in and tossed for a long time, but I couldn't do a single move, let alone breathe.
And no wonder. It's been more than half a year, and I still clearly remember that at that time, there was no trace of Baduanjin soundtrack in my ears anyway, and it was full of the woman's "Drunken Concubine" that was full of spring love and forgetfulness, and I couldn't wave it.
February 12, 2024 on the banks of the Wenyu River in Beijing.