A return to Shanghai will soon be all over something I was not too sophisticated to head hit. I feel not that kind of calmly stability, oasis seems to have been eroded, and even forgotten.
No, no, I will not forget share of natural green, and that vast static. Now it is time now, is still vivid in my mind this oasis ----- beautiful Thousand Island Lake.
Time is rushed, but I have learned to cherish, and I know that silk unreserved and unrestrained, because I am deeply in love with nature, I love my foot of the land.
The travel time is short Thousand Island Lake.
When our car had white gauze bridge, when I saw the light on the mantle Xin'anjiang sarong, I marvel at it misty and magical. I used the eagerness removed the window, I am exaggerating to breathe the air of this paradise, I know I have so silk carried away. In fact, this wonderful illusion come from a simple physical phenomenon. Xin'anjiang of water from the Thousand Island Lake at the end, so that the construction will have the magic temperature. This is the tour guide told us.
Guide is a dark and lean young man, while the outline of a friendly face, revealed the Jiande people's generosity and enthusiasm. He also told us a legend on the white gauze bridge, the river of white gauze Wun Sha girl thrown into yarn bridge, save the pursuit of a new life bandit chieftain Huang Chao at the expense of a beautiful life; Later, this sense of Mr. Huang Chao-de gratitude, there is a real white gauze of the bridge. Legend of the total desirable, but always the same, which naturally is also invented. I do not like the legend, as if a beautiful girl always want the flowers lining a lining, but it has only a silk flower flowers only. Girl of the United States, why should barely duo seem to find a beautiful fake flowers to modify, nature of the United States, why were they not themselves share of the heartfelt feelings go to play it, accept it. Of course, to really Nazuo white gauze girl's white gauze bridge, I'd like to stroll above the veil.
White gauze filled the air, forgetting that the vast white mist fell under the truth, I imagine a river of cool and pure, it can not help but give me a cold wire, although the weather is in May.
We have also finally come to Thousand Island Lake side, Andi is a primitive and sloppy, even the board is also much more added attention; there is not much artificial modification, but to maintain the simplicity and rustic charm of the lake.
When our "moon" from Hee-hee nang nang base squeezed out of the boat, my heart began to calm down. "Moon" is not, we have 10 people accounted for half of his party; colleagues in the frolic with friends, nothing to fear. They are accustomed to big city life, the beauty of nature is only just curious; and I do not like, I live with a young age and nature, I know how much I treasure them, and I would wholeheartedly and therefore to experience them.
"Moon," have removed the lake, they watch the water like a huge exclamation point in the enlargement, and "moon" is that point. I walked alone in the ship's side above the pass line of the boat slowly, slightly brightened quiet and smooth the ups and downs. Such a large lake, natural lake, was being so calm, so my heart would also like to quiet, but a slight heart tells me not to go quiet. I know I am always excited, I am excited that the color of water, which is a no artist can not use primary colors to tune the color, because it was a natural.
The sky is not clear, sunny, water color Qing Ling ran a little bit dark, "moon" is crystal clear beads of water thrown up, sprinkle the surface of the lake has become numerous beads, and then they quietly hidden into this piece makes me excited color. Droplets are small and insignificant, but merged into this piece of enormous beauty. Our "moon" Just as the gentle palm of your hand and gently ask this piece on a natural satin. Dotted around the island of children in this satin top, satin have three-dimensional beauty. Breeze has also played a silk finally ask, ask be so balanced, it is satin on the fold, is a dynamic composition of static. I can not help but recall the summer of that year, Putuo, days of open areas far from the sea and sky merged into one, great tide, this blue-and-white conversion has also made me relaxed and happy. This lake is quiet, as if so to Xiaojiabiyu, supple and Wen Jing; natural way it is so wide, wide can accommodate everything, melting everything. Giant sea, though not the Yangtze River, but hang the cross-flow can not accommodate the sewage ditch; though not flood furnace Daye, but hang coercive payments can not be blunt Iron Tao melting.
But, you can see it once again is so crazy to turbulent.
Thousand Island Lake is the artificial lake, which is who tour guide told us. Here was the mountains surrounding the lake is the past of the valley. Water from the Yellow Mountain. An annual spring flood, Xinan River flood of people would be such a "baptism." If you indulge it, nature would have been so ruthlessly cruel, but only one is not too complicated of human wisdom to change everything. When the last 100 meters of the dam to hold checkpoints Xin'anjiang, there was all this magic. Disaster lifted, but also solve the river's water and power problems the people. This will be the birth of Thousand Island Lake. Quiet on the surface but implies too much energy.
Each island's forested, Qingchuan distinctly Fangcaoqiqi under the skirt, which is in the water side of the beautiful woman, and if blue water fairy quietly pass away. Lady and the fairy nature there is no secular underwhelmed, but also so they are never old, they will always be so delightful.
I am greedy to breathe in the fresh, clean trace coolness. This is cool my heart and lung infiltration, wash on my mind. Wire cold body since it has been anxious not to consciously do anything to resist the cold. I knew it would get cold, but I prefer to let the fresh cool Toru my whole body. I frankly have relaxed the wire tension, let this undefended bladder together with nature, because I am willing to.
(To be continued)
Author: ycongt
