India: No Talk of Romance
印度·止谈风月
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- 7y ago
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At such a special moment, I finished watching Tianzhu Qi Tan with tears in my eyes. Thank you, this dream is so beautiful and so heartbreaking.
Wow, wow, my dear, why are your articles locked? Are you still writing?
I love you too, Mr. Qingni=3=Thank you for giving me a dream. The extension of Indian legends in your writing is really romantic to the extreme.
Is the author also a girl? Did you go to India with a group or by yourself? I've always wanted to go, but I didn't dare to go alone o(╥╥)o
It feels like reading prose by famous writers. This level can be published in a magazine.
Shah Jahan was okay, but it was his son Aurangzeb who did the most damage to Hinduism. When I went to India, the tour guide said that if he did not spend the money from the treasury to build buildings, he would also use the money to fight wars, so as a Hindu, he still thought it was good to build houses. The Mughals were a foreign dynasty, and the people at the grassroots level were ruled by princes. No matter how much money is saved, it will not be used to develop people's livelihood.
It's good that a country has a long and profound history but its people don't pay much attention to it and just focus on enjoying its present.
Well, can I transfer it to my space? I think it's well written...
I traveled to India for two months, traveling from north to south and then south to north, along the coastline. Indeed, Agra is the worst city, but it does not detract from the beauty of the Taj Mahal. I remember that the day I went to the Taj Mahal was early in the morning, and it was still dark. I lined up at the door early, and went in as soon as the door opened. There were not many people. I saw the first ray of sunlight shining on the dome, which was beautiful and shocking. However, South India is much more interesting and has more nice people than North India. I strongly recommend the author to go there.
Sometimes beauty is just a shock of a ten thousandth of a second and the confusion when recalling it thousands of times. What a beautiful text. Very precise description.