Walking into new york's written content

Look at new york, the world's leading metropolis. I set off the waves of the Atlantic Ocean and uttered a boiling exclamation in the ancient oriental language: Wei Hehe, how magnificent! Yes, it seems that the mountains, mountains and peaks of nearly 200 countries on five continents are all gathered here! And in front of you is Lushan Mountain? Looking at the side of the mountain as a mountain peak, the distance is different, but we can't appreciate all its magnificence and elegance beyond the dust. Walking in a gloomy canyon, the sky is so narrow, so narrow that it often turns into a vertical and horizontal blue line. Walking in the gloomy canyon, people seem so small and lonely. For the famous but short-lived and tortuous Wall Street, this mountain seems to be holding a grand exposition there; Because there are many mountains and ditches, there are ditches on the left and ditches on the right. Looking forward, moving back, it is still gully, gully, gully. Walking into every ravine gives people a feeling of being separated by mountains and rivers, which makes people suffocate and has a bright future. However, whether it is a mountain or a ravine, there are no real rocks, no real mountain springs and waterfalls, and no real pines and cypresses. However, there are windows, there are thousands of Qian Qian windows, chasing every inch of the cliff. But some people, like ants, are silent at the window. But there are also clouds, which were slaughtered in front of the fan windows of high-rise buildings near mountains and rivers. A glass mountain reflects the precipice of metal cement and white clouds. That's where my daughter-in-law Wei just went to work. The revolving door is spinning. People, being fooled, speak hesitatingly. You can imagine that the elevator is rising and rising when you see her get on the elevator in such a flash, but it's hard to guess which cloud she has reached. ...

But compared with the Empire State Building and the World Trade Center, these buildings are insignificant. They are a meadow, and the Empire State Building and the World Trade Center are three huge coconut trees: they are a bunch of toys, while the Empire State Building and the World Trade Center are three giraffes who eat bay leaves in the middle of the month. Climbing the Empire State Building and the World Trade Center is like crossing the snow line and climbing Mount Everest, Mount Chogory and Mount Zhangjia in Gancheng. Although it was not covered with snow, the temperature suddenly dropped to the bone. Like a transparent black dragon, Wan Xiang is speeding by at the speed of seven or eight thousand li per hour. Its claws and scales are colliding, tearing everyone's clothes and hair, making everyone messy and unable to stand firm. You thought you stayed in new york for nine days, but in fact, you didn't leave. Just, radiant, endless new york stood up. New york, the super giant, stands so high that you stand on new york's shoulder. You can still feel the temperature in new york under your feet. Looking down, the skyscrapers that suddenly become humble around us are all fat and thin, wide and narrow, thick and thin, and skewed to both sides. Looking down, I saw countless small buildings, countless long streets and short streets, countless busy downtown areas, swamps, bays and Hudson River intertwined, mixed with countless cars and some boats. They all seem to be pulled deep and far by a magical hand, such as things that become lilliputian countries. And looking around, there is nothing as far as the eye can see, and everything is equidistant from me. If you draw the boundary of new york with compasses, it will be a great circle. As a result, new york, the most international metropolis, is somewhat ambiguous. Much like the earth painted on paper.

I know I don't belong in new york. My hometown is on the other side of the earth. I was born in the best place to listen to folk songs in northern China. This is a loess plateau, deprived of life and vegetation by ancient heavy rains. When I was born, a famous American journalist named edgar snow was sighing there, just like I was sighing for new york at the moment. Of course, Si Nuo soon returned to his United States, but I grew up there, so I was impressed. At the moment, Wan Li traveled across the ocean, and the waves were exhausted. Being slapped gently by new york's hand, my body still smells of red flag, charcoal fire, loess, rice wine and wild wormwood. This used to be the bastion of China's revolution. However, when the flame of the revolution developed to the sixties, the revolutionary people were burned to death, and those who survived were in a state of panic. Strangely, it was on that day that I dreamed of new york with skyscrapers. When I woke up, I was too scared to tell anyone. But I don't know why I had such a dream. I condemn my sin: How could I dream that new york was so prosperous? ! Yes, yes, I am absolutely guilty. However, my motherland finally came out of the fog and brought me out. However, in front of us is the real American new york: neither a coffin board nor a disease-free fairy, but an inspirational man who lives a comfortable life like Hemingway. How can we not be glad that in the story of spring, China opened the doors and windows with a bang, and let us see the real world. Rock music sings, "Big Apple! Big Apple! " New York, the big apple in the hearts of new york people, hangs on the branches and is full of vitality. 1 street in new york ... 10 street ... 142 street ... second avenue, ... fifth avenue ... they are like the numerical control system of electronic computers. Every time they are given instructions, they will react more vividly and sensitively than life. Ah, new york, this is new york! In the face of its strange rise and modern civilization, I must adjust my breathing and pace like a shepherd in the country.

The eardrum of the elevator is under strong pressure, so people are not in a state of free fall, but can land at a constant speed and immediately fall into the noise. The noise of customers. Black drums. The screams of police cars and ambulances. All kinds of sounds roll around, making you breaststroke, backstroke, butterfly, crawl, side stroke and freestyle. You can't swim out of the bank without all your skills. And the subway rumbles under the surface, just like there are more than ten earthquakes every second. Every street in new york was shaken by this. Therefore, every street in new york is swaying in the rhythm of rock music. Therefore, the streets of new york seem to be the largest massagers in the world. Anyone with sick feet and legs can sit on the island in the street and enjoy a free massage. But here, even if people's feet and legs are sick, they are in a hurry and stride forward. Because everyone is a struggler and a competitor. Because everyone is desperate, Saburo. Because everyone is racing against time to pursue higher work goals and higher income. Maybe only the little squirrel has no pursuit and no pressure. Squirrels jump into the hands of retired people or foreign tourists sitting on benches under trees and enjoy their caress and bread like little angels and elves. People are far less relaxed than little squirrels. So as long as things are done, they get into the car like a whirlwind, such as getting into the beetle's stomach, and the beetle is anxiously washed away. The whole of new york is a world of fast-running beetles. Beetles use iron as armor, wheels as feet, gasoline as liquid, bread as milk as Coca-Cola. In the streets and alleys, beetles are dense and colorful, showing their beautiful charm. Belonging to my youngest son, Jin Jin, is a humble and sick black beetle. People's beetles are often worth hundreds of thousands, but their strength is less than two thousand. Because Jin Jin is still studying at Columbia University, he is penniless and a proletarian. Sitting in the belly of this black beetle, we can see that its internal organs are in tatters, lacking this and that. You can also hear an extremely unpleasant sound, then, it may be the trachea, which may be suffering from quite serious bronchitis. However, new york is generous. Although there is money to show off, there is no small town for you when you are poor. Therefore, our black beetles don't need to be ashamed of themselves, but swaggering into the ranks of beetles. Road. Straight line. Intersection arc. Arch line. Hidden line. Round. There are overlapping lines, even tangled lines. Beetles sometimes chase, sometimes run parallel, and sometimes suddenly go their separate ways. They rise and fall on the tracks of several complex overpasses, and along the dazzling spiral curve, they become a rotating colorful lotus flower developed from light and shadow. Suddenly, the lyre of a cable-stayed bridge hangs impressively. Now, the beetles are scrambling to run up, and they are played into notes and melodies by an invisible hand, which is beautiful.

On the lush lawn stands a monumental United Nations Headquarters building. The marble stone wall of the L-ton building in Chiayi was thrown high into the blue sky, indicating that it should be a force for peace and development. There is a bronze sculpture of the former Soviet Union "turning swords into plows" under the wall. Our giant bronze tripod in China is under the wall. There are also lost works of art in many countries under the wall. 150 The national flags of more than 50 member countries fluttered in front of the gate and were blown by the Atlantic sea breeze for hundreds of millions of years. Their voices seemed to be singing, crying, cheering and protesting. But not every protest is sincere and reasonable. I saw three or four Tibetans from China sitting at the bottom of the building wall opposite the gate, like international beggars, who wanted to get a slice of the waves of the Yangtze River and the Yellow River. Mr Annan, who works on the 38th floor of the building, is obviously very busy. He faces various crises all year round. The green light, the red light and the yellow light respectively express approval, opposition or abstention, trying to turn it into a peaceful spring.

Wonderful kilometers of Broadway, colorful lights, countless theaters, theaters, dance halls and nightclubs; There is a 340-hectare-wide central park, rippling lakes and rocky mountains, which makes people daydream. But after reading them, I still can't help but see Wall Street again, although it is so short and narrow. Because Wall Street is really a fairy mountain. Perhaps the poet Li Bai once fell in a dream in the spirit of heaven. What do you see? The poet writes! Rizuo (Dream of Climbing Mount Tianmu) is engraved in the clear sky of new york: "Tianxue, Shimen, the 10th day, is impenetrable. Today, the moon shines on the gold and silver platform." On the stage of gold and silver, there are endless messages every day that gold or silver is more valuable than gold and silver. Because this is the place where the big names of the century meet. Six of the top ten American banks are headquartered here. Many of the largest brokerage firms in America are located here. The general management offices of American insurance, railway, shipping, mining, manufacturing and other consortia are located here. The largest stock exchange in the world is also located here. Stepping into the lobby of the stock exchange, the wind and waves came head on. Although it is not vast and magnificent, it is more ocean than the ocean. The ever-changing sea waves on the electronic display screen. There are countless reefs, shoals and eddies lurking in the sea. The rise and fall of the Dow Jones index affects the economic climate in every corner of the world. Go out of the hall and look at Wall Street. Every brick and stone on Wall Street howled like a pioneer's bull. No, Wall Street is a huge diamond with many faces. It attracts people to rush here with colorful and fantastic light, and the building is squeezed higher and higher. However, it is on this land that the Trinity Church, which was built in17th century, remains. Church cemeteries and tombstones are high and low, peeling off. Looking at them is like looking back at history. In the long river of history, a tired mast solidified.

New york Harbor, where the Statue of Liberty stands, is full of maternal breath between water and sky, warm and soft, reflecting the light that seems to be bleeding. It should be an American uterus. Thousands of Qian Qian people were born here. People often say that people came into this world naked, but Americans are not. When they were born, they were all dressed in travel-stained clothes, carrying big bags and even wooden boxes and rattan boxes. They are tired and hungry. I learned this from the Immigration Museum under the leadership of Jin Jin and Wei. When Americans were born from their mothers' womb and just climbed ashore from new york Harbor, they all gasped and rushed to the bottom of society. After several years, they suddenly felt very comfortable, very comfortable. They have their own lawn, their own cars and villas. When they looked down, a figure was crawling under their feet. It was a new batch of immigrants. New immigrants have replaced their original lowest social status. Groups of new immigrants keep coming in, and the people at the bottom and at the top are gradually rising, rising and rising. However, due to different talents and opportunities, the rise has been slow and fast. In the end, some have become white-collar workers, some have become billionaires admired by the world, and of course, there are unfortunate people. In the past few decades, high-tech immigrants have been welcomed and integrated in an instant, adding dazzling spirituality to the soaring United States, making its big wings full of real vitality and endurance, and being able to resist lightning with little wear and tear. America has completely become a national museum. A hundred rivers are full of tolerance. The United States will be big, as big as the above, just like the earth. The earth is full of gears, computers and modern thinking, as well as rolling wheels that raise light dust, as well as steak, pizza and popcorn. This white, black, red and yellow skin color condensed along the earth has broken away from the magical power of traditional inertia and is magnificent and magnificent, completing a feat.

Jin Jin and Wei don't even have green cards at present, which means that even new immigrants are not enough, and of course they are at the bottom. However, with their intelligence and hard work-not only they, but also the pride of students in China and even in Asia-they are full of self-confidence and even ambitious. That day, they drove their broken cars and quietly took me to Long Island to see the rich man's mansion. I know the secrets in their hearts. When they came back, they designed the rosy clouds of the Ming Dynasty all the way. How happy they are laughing.

The car passed through the dirty and crowded Harlem. Harlem is like a huge shadow cast by the times. Our nerves suddenly got a little nervous and we drove very fast. I am most worried that the car will break down in this place. Because Harlem is a black community. The ghetto is like a den of wolves and a den of tigers. Young blacks wriggled, the waves laughed, and some even sang "Kill the police! Kill the police! " According to Jin Jin, some rich blacks have moved to other places one after another. However, according to Wei, where there are many blacks, house prices will soon fall. But in the end, they all said that in fact, many black people are quite kind and civilized. Those black people's injured brows are clearly interpreting their uneven inner world.

I don't know when the twilight has emerged from every corner and behind every tree in new york, hazy and gradually dense. Five brothers, Manhattan, Brooklyn, Bronx, Queens and Richmond, took out their black dresses from their closets and prepared to put them on themselves. But before they could open their arms, street lamps and shop lights, like plants vying for spring, blossomed into colorful flowers. At this time, the most beautiful car on the street, the left line is all incandescent Yi Deng, and the right line is all red taillights; The first incandescent lamp is a long string of silver plates, and the red taillight is a long string of cherries. However, although I came all the way from the East, new york wouldn't let me taste it at all, so there will never be a cherry on a silver plate and bring it to me. Bats are flying up and down, and cursive scripts in English or Chinese characters are writing fragile poems that are difficult to be beautiful. At the top of the church, the bell buzzed and all the rumors spread. A jumble of footsteps, after ringing, everyone saw that the night army had occupied all the streets. However, raise your fuzzy head. You see, on the tall Empire State Building and World Trade Center, the upper part of them, the army is still holding on during the day, and it is still bright sunshine.