DAY TWENTY-FIVE

Day 25

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Zermatt also retains some houses of black Larch buildings built in the 16th-17th century, which are worth reading on a day. We came down from the snow mountain with a cold air. Although the sunshine at 10 a.m. has the smell of winter, we can sit by the ancient house and bask in the sun lazily. It’s so comfortable

The church on zelmat’s main street is very modern, but it is still very meaningful

Japanese Restaurant “ Miaogo ”

Various signs show that the Japanese seem to have deep roots with Zermatt. A family on banhoff street called “ Miaogo ” Our Japanese restaurant is very authentic. After lunch here, we think it is the best Japanese food in Switzerland so far

Zermatt’s electric taxi is very special. It costs 24 Swiss francs per trip, which is of course expensive compared with a distance of up to 2 kilometers

Electric taxi

But when we go up the mountain, we can only take a taxi at a time. The experience of climbing the mountain for the first time is unforgettable

In Shanghai, I usually take a nap every day. It can’t be so pleasant to travel outside. Today, I took my first nap in the hotel after coming to Switzerland. I recovered my strength intermittently

Then take a sauna in the hotel. In many places in Switzerland, such as zelmat, winter is its peak season, when skiers will gather here

Sauna is very important in cold weather

We are trying to get rid of the cold. At the Wengen Hotel, we also washed twice to eliminate fatigue

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The mountains are shrouded in clouds

We live in a hotel on the mountain. Although the transportation is inconvenient, we face the Matterhorn peak and are surrounded by idyllic poetry

Since this afternoon, the weather has been cloudy and sunny, and the mountains are shrouded in clouds, sometimes misty, sometimes fresh and bright

The Matterhorn peak outside the window is as changeable as a girl, disappearing for a moment, revealing a corner for a moment, and presenting it all for a moment. I sat at the window and was fascinated

After more than 7 pm, Matterhorn became more lively

First, the outline is suddenly clear and blue (friends’ comments: cold and solemn; black and white photos)

Then there was a slight red light on its side (friend comment: the cloud was like a long flowing hair; it was like a smoking locomotive)

Then the Matterhorn peak at this moment is very romantic under the light clouds (friend comment: the photo is already very beautiful, how amazing it will be at the scene)

I just looked forward to Matterhorn’s promise like a lover. Unexpectedly, a thick fog came from the side and submerged Matterhorn peak in two minutes

Disappointed

Desperate? No

Because at the last moment, I clearly saw a kind of red blooming in the milk like fog. Finally, it disappeared, but it gave people hope

I will continue to wait (friend comments: I like this paragraph! Very much!)

I stared eagerly at the location of Matterhorn, which was shrouded in fog

At this time, Matterhorn appeared again. At this time, the light was not in itself, but the sunset in the background. Compared with the Matterhorn peak in the morning glow, it is another kind of brilliance at this time

I know this is the last show of Matterhorn to the audience today

She is light, very soft and tender. She is a 14-year-old girl’s posture

She was a little shy and didn’t dare to show her style

But it backfired

She’s attractive

It’s even lighter than the Ruyao color after the rain (friend comment: it was Switzerland that inspired the editor in chief. Cai siquanyong followed the editor in chief for a long time. I think this trip to Switzerland is a climax of the editor in chief’s day reading)

Matterhorn has faded and is leaving

When I was young, my friend said to me: “ You should write poetry and become a poet”

I said: “ no Every young man thinks he is a poet. If I want to write poetry at the age of 40, I will write it”

I remember saying when I was 20 that I would live to be 40

By the time I was 40, I found that neither of the above mentioned things had happened:

First, at the age of 40, I really want to live, quit smoking and exercise quickly

Second, at the age of 40, he not only doesn’t want to write poetry, but also becomes very rational and tries to avoid all perceptual language

Today I finally have poetry

It’s just today

Back to Shanghai, there will be no poetry immediately

At this time, my balcony world is also full of sunset

I posted these photos on the wechat circle of friends and said:

What I see on the balcony is much better than this

Every time I see a beautiful scene, I feel that my eyes are much more than the camera can see

I still think words can express what the eyes see better than cameras,

In other words, the feeling conveyed by the eyes is not what the camera can express at all

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A friend in the United States made the following comments under my last feeling:

“ Zhao Xiaosheng, a famous Chinese piano educator, in his book “the way of piano”, told students to remember the beautiful sound in their mind, and then recall and pursue it when playing. In the book “philosophy of art” written by Dana, France, translated by Fu Lei, it is also mentioned that good scenery should be seen with eyes and recorded in mind. Zhu Guangqian, a master of Chinese aesthetics, emphasized the need for association when looking at beautiful scenery, so as to produce aesthetic feeling at a higher level, such as poetry, composition, painting and music appreciation

“ For example, the cow bell you heard in the Swiss Alps mentioned earlier may not be special, but when you see the quiet and beautiful scenery in the mountains, if you are also familiar with Mahler symphony, you will have all kinds of beautiful associations, and you will understand why there is a similar cow bell in Mahler’s Fourth Symphony. Beauty is abstract, varies from person to person, and is related to everyone’s artistic accumulation. At the end of his book, listening to the rain with thick leaves, Master Zhu Guangqian used the words of the alpine road sign to bid farewell to the readers: ‘ Go slowly and enjoy it’”

A few months later, this friend came to Shanghai to play. We met at the cafe on the ground floor of Changde apartment, Zhang Ailing’s old residence. I asked him curiously why he thought of the cow bell from Mahler’s Fourth Symphony. He said he heard the cow bell in the valley one night while walking in the Alps