Zhajian luxi River, I was amazed by her beautiful.
Postmen in the Mountains, or high or low, or Jun, or show, Qifeng rocks patchwork, nudity, such as ridges, green like Bi; that water, or slow, or emergency, or blue, or Dai-, stream flow springs race contend, singing, such as Song, crooning like sob, like a pair of life and death spend the couple.
To go to luxi River, is a coincidence; amazed at her beauty, but also a necessity.
Lu Xi River slowly flows through the birthplace of Taoism - Lung Fu Shan. Lung Fu Shan, formerly known as cloud Jinshan. According to legend, the Eastern Han Dynasty years, the first generation of Heavenly Master Chang Tao-ling to come here to practice nine days Jau-Ji Shen Dan, "Dan into the dragon, see the mountain due to the name." Today, Heavenly Master Zhang is already difficult to get xianzong, and his monastic alchemy of the year - Shangqing Gong, the ancient servant is still a magnificent stand tall in luxi River, welcome and send off an admiring tourists and pilgrims. From last Qingzhen by bamboo raft down the river, watching the clean water from the pebbles on the caress while before, hazy light transmission from the bottom up, that light, with the raft of progressive, like underwater pearl hand in hand. Although I understand that this is just a simple refraction of light, but I prefer to believe that it is a Buddhist, a spiritual cleansing SG. It comes from natural light, the tall buildings of the city looking for Oh no!
Sun Long Zhao. The genial and warm summer wind crept across the cheek, clear glassy water on the bamboo raft did not quietly and gently tapping with my feet. Birds and insects Diming; cliff on the brier fluttering in the breeze; shore pleases vine bush, the yellow star point in the silently chant; shimmering sound of the bamboo forest in the pulp distanced themselves ... ... at the moment, away from the uproar, away from worldly troubles, we suddenly see the light mood also. Green trees set off the shore of a small village, middle of the river island gurgling streams, old trees vines Yiyi. Pebble beach around the shore, the village women in twos and threes in the busy Huanxi clothes; water buffaloes leisurely munching grass, the children happily playing together loud, clear water where wandering around with their nice, Aoyama begins to resound with their inter - laughter. "Japan Tour luxi 20 years, without any hesitation long do people in paintings", a poem is intended to express and characterize such a spectacle that is probably a. "Qianfeng King show, Wanhe fight flow. Falls Xie Fei, rattan Luo upside down." This is the "Water Margin" in the description of the scenery here. Luxi along DJ Qifeng Lin, rugged rocks, known as "Little Guilin". Qi Gui peak love fun, it is imagination. Look, some like Lotus, and some like mushrooms, some like Sleeping Beauty ... ... the most are those Longhushan, like hustle and bustle, Xiongjun to be extremely.
Lu Xi Jiang 20 years 20 years xianzong misty landscapes of the painted screen, really should be the sentence: Mountain because of Shui Xiu, water because of Sanchi.
Bamboo raft floating in silence ... ...
"Look, that is Cliff." Boatmen along the direction of the fingers, the top of the cliff cliff inter-pore dark ocher-shaped coffin boxes clearly visible. Shallow hole in the cliffs and some of those coffins are still preserved, and some cool days do not live because of Delays and wind and rain erosion and saw a Jigen scattered deadwood. Then, before the ancient Bai Yue tribe二千六百年how these heavy coffin was placed there the deceased's remains to this beast disappeared cliff shixia China? Is still a mystery. Today, we can imagine that these masters of the coffin optional water door, sitting look at the clouds dew, it certainly has Nanshe Aoyama clear water, lives and breeds ancestors land ... ... At this point, a bamboo beaten up by four of Kotake Raft from Shence swaying and before, there are two children, about 89-year-old appearance, leaning on a bamboo pole, and the other, to reach out and pick up a visitor had just dropped in the drink bottle. The sun drying their faces the red, the red little face, and went so far as a layer of shining glory. Yes ah, who was born and bred, and their ancestors, descendants, have or will rely on this mountain, water, even if they will go a long journey, but here the mountains, where the water, but it is not that they will never wipe go to his homeland.
Luxi quietly flowing river. Thousand years ago, she was so calm and peaceful; years later, she would like Ching-ning.
Author: aaronmo
