岁月偷不走的美

岁月不居，时节如流。我手持光阴的笺，任诗香晕染眉宇，婆娑了红尘，清浅了时光。你好是一幅水墨，点缀了山河，极美。

犹记“蒹葭苍苍，白露为霜”的水岸汀州之畔，长发及腰的窈窕佳人静静屹立其间。然而时间的长河流淌，岁月偷偷的带走了少女的刹那芳华，空流曳曳最棒的芦苇摇荡，还有那少年慕艾的相思之美。

那是你“万里赴戎机，关山度若飞，朔气传金柝，寒光照铁衣”，那是替父从军的女娇娘，着铠甲，跨战马，万里迢迢赴疆场的传奇。如今千年已过，岁月偷偷地带走了映雪刀光，号角连营，可我还是看到了朔风凛冽，刁斗声声之中，那深爱亲人，奋勇杀敌，巾帼女英雄的勇武之美。那，也是你——中华诗词，带给了我无边的遐想，引领我步入了文学的殿堂，为我插上翅膀，去追寻我的渴望。

于是，我把素念安放在岁月里，回望。遥远的时光深处，你在文明的星空中熠熠生辉，璀璨夺目。

“草树知春不久归，百般红紫斗芳菲”的春花是你；“玉絮轻持，琼苞打碎”的冬雪依然是你；琵琶如诉，湿透的青衫是你；远上白云，环绕黑山的黄河是你；潋滟随波的春江潮水还是你。忆秦汉，说唐宋，游长城，渡湘关，饮美酒，唱幽情，吊古今，抒胸怀。那千古气概，凛凛斗志，“驾长车，踏破贺兰山阙”的岳飞是你；勋垂闽浙，不忘初心，“封侯非我意，但愿海波平”的戚帅是你；舍生取义，慷慨激昂，“留取丹心照汗青”的文天祥是你；老去廉颇，忧思用边，“金戈铁马，气吞万里如虎”的辛弃疾是你。我在你的国度里流连，沉醉于你的绝美，景美人美意亦美。

岁月的光缀满了深切的情思，感受着你的思想，触摸着你的灵魂，我的心也因而高贵起来，我的人也因而美好起来。我品你如茶，初觉微涩又回味绵长；嗅你如香，呼吸之间与天地共变化；闻你如歌，平仄中婉转悠扬，顿挫里低回不尽。

即使搬来的青春随时光飞落，即使潋滟的浮光再也淌不过流年，纵然再有千载悠悠，岁月却不能偷走，你的美。

英语翻译：

Years do not live, the seasons are like flowing. I held the note of time in my hand, Ren Shixiang smeared my eyebrows, whispered the red dust, and cleared the time. Hello is a painting of ink, dotted with mountains and rivers, extremely beautiful.

On the shore of Tingzhou, which still remembers "the cymbal is pale, and the white dew is frost", a beautiful woman with long hair and waist stands quietly. However, the long river of time flows, and the years secretly take away the girl's instant beauty, the air stream swaying the best reeds, and the beauty of the lovesickness of the young Muai.

That's your "Ten thousand miles to fight, Guan Shan to fly, Shuo Qi to pass the gold, cold light and iron clothes", that is the legend of the female lady who served her father in the army, wearing armor, straddling war horses, traveling thousands of miles to the battlefield. Now that the millennium has passed, the years have secretly taken away the Yingxue knife light and the horn company, but I still saw the beauty of the heroine who loves relatives, slays the enemy bravely, and heroines. Then, it was you—Chinese poetry, which gave me endless reverie, led me into the palace of literature, gave me wings, and pursued my desire.

So I put Su Nian in the years and looked back. In the depths of distant time, you are dazzling and dazzling in the civilized starry sky.

You are the spring flower of "The grass and trees will come back soon after knowing the spring, all kinds of red and purple fighting the fragrant fei"; the winter snow of "the jade is lightly held, the Qiong buds are broken" is still you; the pipa is like a complaint, and the soaked green shirt is you; Baiyun, the Yellow River that surrounds the Black Mountains is you; the Chunjiang tide is still you. Recalling the Qin and Han Dynasties, talking about the Tang and Song Dynasties, visiting the Great Wall, crossing the Xiangguan Pass, drinking wine, singing quiet feelings, hanging on the past and present, and expressing your mind. With that age-old spirit and awe-inspiring fighting spirit, you are Yue Fei who "drives a long car and crosses the Helan Mountain"; you are the one who honors Fujian and Zhejiang and does not forget the original aspiration. The Qi Shuai who "has not my intention, I hope Haiboping" is you; You are the impassioned Wen Tianxiang, who "retains the loyalty and history"; you are the old man who is old and Lianpo, but uses the side when worrying. I linger in your country, indulging in your beauty, the beauty of the scenery is also beautiful.

The light of the years is filled with deep feelings, feeling your thoughts, touching your soul, my heart is noble, and my person is beautiful. I taste you like tea, with a slight astringency at first and a long aftertaste; smelling you like a fragrance, changing with the world between breathing; smelling you like a song, melodious and melodious in the flatness, endless in the frustration.

Even if the youth that is brought in will fly down at any time, even if the gleaming light cannot flow anymore, even if there are thousands of years old, the years cannot steal your beauty.