【Abstract】YunNan is a province naturally illuminated in colors which named Color Place. Seven is maybe the best word to describe her. The peacocks， the eighteen strange things， the everlasting flowers， the lively animals， the various ethnic groups and even my love， everything here is soaked with my emotion.

[Key words] Peacock； Journey； Love； Red Fertile

I would rather be an arbitrary estrous male peacock and live in this piece of red fertile land freely. The peacocks care for nobody and act freely， and their colorful screens are blooming charmingly and proudly. Gathering power stilly or stepping heavily or strolling leisurely with graceful closed long wings， the male ones are roaring deeply from the voice of heart with a penetrating power occasionally…..

I know who I attract and what I unveil？

Being protected by the all-powerful male birds， the female peacocks are seemingly foraging and basking comfortably， the vegetations at all levels are blooming crazily， the sapajous are traveling among branches with special strong arms， the old baboons are sitting quietly in meditation， the huge alpacas and the clumsy ostriches are strolling together defiantly along the hovered highway after rain， seemingly deliberating about the national affairs. The lazy and slow pandas seem to have nothing to do with the lovely busy world around， and sound sleeping is almost their patents.

The ground is always wet when we get up in the morning around rainy season. The warmth and mildness reflect the local ecological breath and rhythm of Yunnan， so does my Cucumber.

I couldnt help thinking of the most famous film director Zhang Yimou. How appealing the beautiful scenery is！ I would like to be tossed optionally and be soaked freely in the dreamy light purple sea of flowers， sleeping and dreaming soundly without awaking forever. I would like to hide and run happily with my dear Cucumber by naked feet endlessly in the mysterious lilac colors forever.

The lovely oncidiums leave us behind in a quick， the freely blossoming kitchen grass dot here and there， the flying-leave grass is parading and throwing her weight around proudly to be more attractive. Among the confusion of names about plants， I find myself holding a faulty love to lavender all day long. Comparing with the gorgeous and magnificent flower yard， the looking of her has really nothing to do with romance except the name and the dazzle purple is also not her patent.

Its really a great pity that I couldnt be joyful with my dear together. When the moonlight sprinkles everywhere on Cui Lake with peoples toasting and chatting， I miss him extremely. Mary of “Long Days Journey into Night” suddenly reminds me of my pain， and I couldnt help signing that Id better keep myself a lovely young lady with dreams than become a scorned wife with sighing， groaning， wishing and recalling， although both of us are on water.

作者簡(jiǎn)介

張靜（1980-），女，河南舞鋼人，河南牧業(yè)經(jīng)濟(jì)學(xué)院外國(guó)語(yǔ)系 副教授，研究方向：英美文學(xué)與英語(yǔ)教育。