A Heartfelt Encounter Between Mountains and Waters

山水间的深情邂逅

参赛作者：Mohamed Abdelmaghni（刘）（也门人）

The first time I arrived in Chenzhou, the four Chinese characters "山水画卷" on the billboards left me curious and wondering. At first, I didn’t fully grasp their meaning — but soon, the city itself became my teacher, softly unfolding its poetry before my eyes. As a student from Yemen, I stepped into a world both ancient and alive, and found myself silently connected to a civilization rich in soul and spirit.

Chenzhou, day after day, opened like a warm novel — each chapter blending wonder and tradition in ways that stirred something deep within me. Every glance, every street, every quiet breeze carried a gentle kind of magic.

One of the most unforgettable days was my visit to the Chenzhou Museum. As I pushed open the doors, a hush seemed to fall over me — as if I were stepping into the heartbeat of history itself. Behind each glass case, relics from distant centuries whispered stories, their voices still vivid through the touch of time. Among them, the ancient costumes dazzled me with their colors and fine details. I stood there for a long while, imagining the hands that had woven them, the lives they had once embraced.

The landscapes of Chenzhou, too, left an imprint on my heart. There is a pure, effortless beauty here that needs no grand frames or filters. Distant mountains, blurred by soft mist, seemed to drift like brushstrokes across the sky — a living painting shaped by nature's own hands.

In the evenings, as I walked under the twilight sky, the cool breeze, heavy with the scent of water and earth, touched my face like a familiar friend, wrapping me in a deep sense of peace and belonging.

Now, I understand something profound: every foreigner is not just a visitor, but a storyteller — finding melodies within difference and weaving poetry from the unfamiliar. Chenzhou, in its quiet strength and gentle beauty, has found a permanent place in my heart. This small city is not just a dot on the map; it is a living, breathing chapter of my journey — one I will carry with me, always.

译文：

第一次来到郴州，广告牌上“山水画卷”这四个汉字让我感到好奇和疑惑。起初，我并未完全理解其含义——但很快，这座城市本身成了我的老师，在我眼前缓缓铺开它的诗意画卷。作为一名来自也门的留学生，我踏入了一个古老而又充满生机的世界，发现自己悄然与一个灵魂和精神都无比丰富的文明产生了联系。

日复一日，郴州就像一本温暖的小说向我展开——每一章都以奇妙的方式将传统与现代融合，触动着我内心深处的某些东西。目光所及之处，每一条街道，每一缕轻风都带着一种温柔的魔力。

最令人难忘的一天便是参观郴州博物馆。当我走进博物馆时，仿佛有一阵静谧笼罩了我——似乎我正踏入历史的心跳之中。每一件玻璃展柜里的文物都在诉说着遥远岁月的故事，它们的声音虽历经时光的洗礼却依然清晰。其中，那些古老的服饰以其绚丽的色彩和精美的细节令我目眩神迷。我站在那里许久，想象着织就它们的双手，以及它们曾经拥有的生命。

郴州的风景也在我心中留下了印记。这里有一种纯净、自然的美，无需华丽的构图或滤镜。远处的山峦在轻柔的雾气中若隐若现，仿佛在天空中轻轻挥洒的笔触——一幅由大自然亲手绘制的生动画卷。

每当夜幕降临，我漫步在暮色苍茫的天空下，凉爽的微风带着水和泥土的气息拂过我的面庞，宛如一位久违的朋友，让我沉浸在深深的宁静与归属感之中。

如今，我领悟到了一个深刻的道理：每一个外国人不只是过客，更是讲故事的人——在差异中寻觅旋律，从陌生中编织诗篇。郴州以其沉静的力量和温柔的美，在我心中占据了一席永恒之地。这座小城不只是地图上的一个点，而是我旅程中鲜活生动的一章——我将永远铭记于心。