Chen-yuan Wu Yanghe Green Qingxi OK to do all over the horizon is the arrival of Chen-yuan, the first day of the ancient city of lanterns are after midnight, the tourist season, accommodation, meals had to pay attention to luck. While a hotel a bit line when the popular grievances, but in another delicious inexpensive red Suantang nourishment, I finally relieve his anger still.
Rice strike, dragging lazy steps to move forward, gradually dilute the pedestrian. Qinglong hole away from the shore near the river stopped steps, a few locals Masaoki are thick, holding fishing rod and fishing at the shore meditation. With the buoy Ming eliminate ups and downs, they are written for the other breath, or fish hook, or ran with a small bite of the fish hook, "match wits", of being indifferent to look like a pair of madding crowd. While lying in the town over the railroad tracks, from time to time between the trains rumble while before, frightened tourists had just arrived, but it is not disturb this quiet city.
The night was deep, the new business on the streets festooned with red lanterns, a one, worked tirelessly lit, with signs spring up all over the inn, together guarding the town where the dream of each color.
My dream is green.
Wuyang He is not my favorite place, the reason finally went there, incomplete in order to "and the equally famous Huangguoshu Waterfall,"'s sake, but to see more of a spring in Guizhou, the green of spring.
While previously the two in Guizhou, but the first thing seen when Wuyang He, there are still feeling slightly startled, for the scenic area where the clear stream, and even more the man in the world or dense or light green. Thick is the rolling hills, light and the branches are crosswise, as well as those just out of the buds on a gravel road, which will quietly into the depths of the green.
Although the value of the tourist season, the whole scenic area is maintained with a rare quiet, even on a cruise ship diesel engines clamor, and gradually disappearing in the river water flowing inside.
On the cruise ship, the world reverted to pure. Ship on both sides of Castle Peak in the door of an inner row and before, are looking at the landscape more or less some repetition, onboard tour guides to explain not only boring, but also too far-fetched. Fortunately, the mountains from time to time some small waterfalls, understanding from the mountains in the flash out, leap into the lake, leap into the camera, but leap into the memory. Calm the Wuyang He finally was a result of this round after round of a small waterfall, became alive again. There are like a serious elderly Bengzhao face stretch smile, slim playful waterfall is that the laugh lines of the face. When I think about it Wuyang He, Shashi vivid in my mind up.
Does not end there Wuyang He returned to Chen-yuan, could not help the night before the temptation of red Suantang, went to some gluttonous, so that was not enough time, only cursory in the Black Dragon Cave rough go again, off a faint hint of regret in bottom of my heart.
Come and go in a hurry to rush, perhaps all will be bleak on the Chen-yuan, Napian green but will never get old.
Postscript:
When the "Guilin", "Qiandongnan" These ice at the foot of the text finally became a real road, but not without regret that the realization of the dream is not necessarily perfect. Some things, or be retained in the dream better, for instance to work for so many years of Guilin.
Fortunately, this world is always full of surprises and moved, in a second encounter, or staggered inside.
Whispering flowers, edge people, geographical heart, edge intelligence.
Author: a_lin
