Autumn in October, Japan and Korea and clean air, scenic Mu Shangougou the name into the soup pit for a visit.
A pit into the soup valley, and indeed well-deserved reputation. This is not the general valley, but a split in Zhuhai was ax. I climb the three-legged walk in the waves at the end of Hill Road, breathing look at bamboo incense, watching to see Green Wave makes eyes a new spirit of a cool.
Autumn Zhou Qi, Zhu Shao dance gently whistling bamboo Tao attendant, played in rhythmic ups and downs, such as the sobbing Xiao Qing, Cecil ears, a long time back to smell, so it's "The Sound of ears for the hearing temporary bright. " Bamboo Ocean Waves Youyuanerjin, but also from near and far from Gone with the wind, this feeling is probably called "fascinating" Bar!
Stop Kikunami tone, than their peers who had a large cut-off distance behind. In the companion's urging, the recovery of the heart away. Further forward, the left side of Hu Wen Jian Di, came the sound of gurgling water, such as You Yan Qi Su, ding-dong, such as sheet music. It attracted me to leave the Hill, along a walking trail leading to Jian Di, about 2, San Shibu went to the edge of streams. Suddenly rise to see here is a spectacle. The soup pit valley has 18 waterfalls, but here could really be able to see them three consecutive discharged. Although the source of a small hill autumn drought, but still its magnificent heroic. More interesting is the waterfall stream water from Ya Shang, or roundabout turn around boulders, or meandering vaguely penetrate into the chimney, and from rock crevices at the final fade out, merged in a tuk tuk, Din Din pound, beauty Music, like the non-qin qin, non-drum like drum, drum Ling Lek, Chords melodious. Originally thought that there stone waterfall diarrhea Jingtao voice, here is a harmonious sound of wind and string music, inevitably humble ear, could not bear that is off. The mountain had heard of "梅花三弄" a scene, I do not know whether it is here. Who accompany them to the positive response. I then suggested that if the change it is called "Plum Blossom 3 Spirit", or even more flavor.
After listening to a return to light music, and from the other side cul-de up the stairs to enter the Hill. Near the pathways, there is a bamboo pavilion, both elegant quiet again. I have a slight weariness, into the pavilion on a small sitting, Yi Lin and open, my mind is still tracking Jiandi ditty. Suddenly the air rains Jojo chirp, twitter empty mountain birds, but also mixed with a Liangsheng the calls of birds. Everywhere on the aiming, I saw I could not utter the name of the blackbird are branches while children dance while weeping, perhaps this is for me to this mountain, foreign visitors and singing welcome songs, or maybe only a little carried away it is duet love songs ... ... the birds brings me into the mountains to the beauty of bamboo ensemble situation. And then a pair from the grass and off again rains sound of insects, along with branches and leaves shaking Xixisuosuo sound. Although the sound of light, but in the quiet valley, all seemed so clear. This is undoubtedly a valley where the small animals are also welcome to join the chorus. I really have a feeling that not enough of the two ears.
The ancients had described the beauty of my home in Shaoxing is "Sanin Road, inexhaustible", but this main point is that the "dazzle", but today, deep groove in my head View Bamboo scenery at the same time, but enjoy this wonderful Shusei -- to Point Feng-tao, Jian Di Qin, bu branches, grass insects, many natural musical instruments, one after another out of string and wind ensemble music, then it is collected numerous ear. Vigilant in no way inferior to a Big World, a pity that a number of tour guides, not the "voices" to introduce visitors to ecstatic. As for the pit to listen to the Tang Lin, pairs of my old man for the seventies, something else is even more fun Tim hearts.
Ouyang Xiu's high school read a famous article, "Shusei Fu", after which the long-term infection of the Beiqiu emotions. In every late autumn, they will feel that there is a cold hit, or felt frost or snow that is falling, or a sense of the old bad around the corner. The soup pit Shusei made me did not feel desolate, but Wenxin Yi-ran. See sadness and joy are not influenced by the shape, but rather the mentality Shi Ran. Ouyang was if the public reading from the night out of fasting, but also came to this soup pit autumn outing is bound to feel the other's speech.
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