{"id":28699,"date":"2025-11-07T16:14:25","date_gmt":"2025-11-07T16:14:25","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/earth-storm.com\/?p=28699"},"modified":"2025-11-08T04:48:19","modified_gmt":"2025-11-08T04:48:19","slug":"%e3%80%8a%e4%bd%95%e8%b0%93%e5%ae%8c%e7%be%8e%ef%bc%9f%e8%ae%a9%e8%87%aa%e7%84%b6%e6%89%a7%e7%ac%94%ef%bc%8c%e4%bb%bb%e6%ba%aa%e6%b5%81%e5%ae%9a%e4%b9%89%e3%80%8b%e8%bd%ac%e8%87%aa%e5%9c%b0%e7%90%83","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/earth-storm.com\/en\/%e3%80%8a%e4%bd%95%e8%b0%93%e5%ae%8c%e7%be%8e%ef%bc%9f%e8%ae%a9%e8%87%aa%e7%84%b6%e6%89%a7%e7%ac%94%ef%bc%8c%e4%bb%bb%e6%ba%aa%e6%b5%81%e5%ae%9a%e4%b9%89%e3%80%8b%e8%bd%ac%e8%87%aa%e5%9c%b0%e7%90%83\/","title":{"rendered":"What is perfection? Let nature take the pen and let the stream define it!"},"content":{"rendered":"
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Reposted from Earthstorm ES-3000 Owner - Streaming Creek<\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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The reason why I love the wild scenery, precisely because it is away from the human deliberately carved and intervention, like a piece of unearthly stained diamond, pure and true.<\/span><\/div>\n
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There, every inch of land, every blade of grass and trees follow the laws given by nature, growing freely and spreading freely. Look at that fallen dead tree.<\/span><\/div>\n
It is no longer a vibrant look, but with a vicissitude and tough posture lying across the earth. The years have carved deep lines on it, which are<\/span><\/div>\n
The medals of time bear witness to its former splendor and present-day quietness. It no longer stretches upward to compete for the sunlight, but blends in with a humble<\/span><\/div>\n
The earth, which has become the habitat of so many little creatures. Ants busied themselves about its frame, birds paused briefly among its branches, and it used its<\/span><\/div>\n
The way of the continuation of the legend of life. Look again at the meandering stream, which, instead of the regular constraints of an artificial canal bank, follows the undulations of the terrain and<\/span><\/div>\n
Free to move between the rocks and the grass.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Sometimes turbulent, like a wild horse out of control, galloping and jumping, splashing a white wave; sometimes gentle, like a gentle girl, singing and dancing, caressing the two sides of the river.<\/span><\/div>\n
of green stones. The water in the stream is so clear that you can see the sand and stones underneath the water and the small fish swimming around, which play and play in the water as if they are telling the secrets of nature. <\/span><\/div>\n
The surface of the wild landscape may seem disorganized, without the delicate layout of an artificial garden, without the symmetrical beauty deliberately created. However, when you quiet your mind and carefully<\/span><\/div>\n
Taste it, and you will realize that it contains the beauty of a well-organized harmony. The position of each plant and the course of each stream seem to have been finely<\/span><\/div>\n
Designed by heart, but without a trace.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Behind this, it is as if there is an invisible master, using heaven and earth as his canvas and nature as his paintbrush, waving a magnificent and mysterious picture scroll. This behind-the-scenes<\/span><\/div>\n
The manipulator is the magical and great power of nature, whose every stroke is just right, and every place is full of the rhythm and tempo of life. In the wild scenery<\/span><\/div>\n
In it, I feel the tolerance and generosity of nature, which gives us endless beauty and solace of the soul. It makes us realize that true beauty does not lie in the<\/span><\/div>\n
Deliberate modifications and artificial artifacts, but lies in conformity with nature and respect for life.<\/span><\/div>\n
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Every time I am in the wild scenery, I seem to be one with nature, forgetting the worries and clamor of the world, and immersing myself only in this pure and beautiful<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n
In the natural world.<\/span><\/span><\/div>\n<\/div>\n
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