I was silent when looking at scenery, now close your eyes, I seem to still see out the window and that a waves Linlin river, then Xi Cao shore breeze, Gu Fan canoeing, imagine that the stars hang Hirano wide, month Chung Great Jiangliu; there Natiao old stone arch bridge, "the provincial boundaries Bridge", in the end of the bridge swaying Setaria viridis, which piled up over and over a small yellow flower, which has been layer upon layer upon layer of golden rice fields surround the small mountain village, then along the railway line ~~~~~ hibiscus in full bloom with two-tone
Flash across the landscape, deeply imprinted on my mind.

Red Dust Baidu Ren - Luo River on the ferry

In this somewhat isolated small station when the train is still a cold winter's dark sky, a station that is 109 steep steps, one of Huiyi Dazhao San people walk silently in front of us, unconsciously to recover with his ambiguous on The silhouette, we have entered a simple wooden structure of the dock, on the one Ukrainian lamp black fire "pirate ship."
When the dawn of time we have already shown great promise in the green deep water on the voyage, the two sides of Castle Peak thin hazy, a white farmhouse set off a cliff in the trees. Fei quietly watched the rain drift down, far from the river water, smoke and fog, so do not know that the vast water behind the smoke, is there paradise? !

Into the Land of Peach Blossoms - Hibiscus Town

Is far from the mountain side he saw the momentum of an extraordinary Furong, I already find it a worthwhile trip. Walking in the previous layers of quartzite on the road, looking at both sides of the old residential buildings with carved cornices, there is a kind of illusion through time and space. When we walked in the hotel to lay down their luggage filled with bonsai lean on a railing overlooking the terrace, that's rushing toward the open river Chingmei too numerous words to describe! At that moment, I knew I fell in love with Hibiscus Town!

After rafting, we are wandering in the town, Furong is surrounded by water, a brook through the town before, the formation of Triassic Wangcun the difference between the waterfall, into the green shui River. Skipping stones in the waterfall jump on the upper reaches of the columnar, an uncle in the river, wash the jars, looking at the clear water you can think of if it is upstream of the summer. After a stream is a small bridge and every household water people, covered with faded wooden houses and the New Year's couplets to open a tree roses in full swing, as well as roadside wild red tomato. The town is very quiet, so we walked on, almost forgot the existence of time.
Here is the Shangri-la - in the undeveloped before!

Drifting mengdong he - regret it, or regrets?

Mengdong he has best in the world drift, says that the original is also concerned that the cold weather does not drift, did not expect even be successful enough. However, we feel that after drifting nothing special, one hundred dollars of floating votes, from a cost-effective is quite worth. Floated regret it, do not drift regret, remorse and regret to which the hearts of people a little more pain? !
In fact, drifting is not completely useless, mountains and water are green, green, forget that a few middle of the river covered with soft grass and the rock star and little white flowers, with a few waterfalls gurgling down was short, self-satisfied are like fairyland; also There was a high rock close to the splash down waterfalls, water and rock collided with the passion to make the whole site falls, such as satin like yarn, is another kind of beauty. Cliffs can be seen from time to time one or two deep hole, trickle from the hole gush, and I vivian entrance dubbed the Peach Blossom Spring, plans to abandon the boat landing, traceability and on the earth from far away! (According to our boatman, said Qi Bayue large parts of water when a lot of fun.)

De Ben Miao Village - Yarn 3000-foot stream

Sit small farmers (husband's car) against the Cave River, discovered in Jishou section of the river a little more clear pan-black, light can be seen at the end of the Qing, gravel Lilikeshuo, moist deep green jade, it is not help would like to grip in his hands. In the calm at the river, as well as an old man in the pulled-island.
By Miao Village, we are marching the original stone-built village roads slippery waterfall to see a flow of yarn. Around the school of quiet rural scenery, the distance from time to time heard a Liangsheng cattle call. On the road to see an uncle in the river, fishing for crab with earthworms蜞peaceful rest fun, we stop to watch for some time. Flow yarn falls drop 216 meters, ranked the nation's largest, but it may be due to water scarcity, and has not brought us much surprise, but we prefer a natural rustic charm of the kind of back and forth on the road.

Author: alu166