West, the sun has not yet fallen, the moon in the east has been quietly rising, warm sun and the cold moonlight is gradually sprinkle with dark ridge. "Ming ... .... Woo ... ...." Ming the whistle of the train we saw with a pedestrian walking in the day and night between the river valley along the bustling and Yo Yo's Luming reach mince night Piaoqi floating-point Ping. When the moon climbed on our shoulders when the spotlights on the river bank already long queues for us with the light guide to channel the night.
Some people have been impatient to jump into the soft rubber boats. In the wave of the bumps in the vessel has in people's screams in the downstream. Has become increasingly blurred distant mountains, the shore cliffs and trees also saw faint outline. The tree, "cicada" is still kept annoying calls, countless Ying Huo Chong seems a little lamp shining lanterns on the river bank, believe it will also threw herself into your arms, stained your hair. Cool spray from a fishing boat fly cheeks, bursts of wind to keep you cool from the bottom of my heart to every inch of the skin. Overturned in front of two partners, and just water to climb up this side of the two partners are the boat upside down pour, after over a small bridge after the ship was carrying his bucket of other tourists in the Shuilin the positive, forward.
To the finish line is a brightly lit, a few first partners who have been here waiting, to an overturned one, to a pair of overturned 2. Full drift no distress, or the escape did not expect to finish a "robbery" was lifting a month overturned. Falls on the water scared straight girl cry, crying out loud. Half a day in the water splashing and screaming, it was found to stand up from the river is only paint deep cover. There are a group of people are a water fight, we saw fly spray, spray scattered, screaming, tapping for help, Gurao sound, tapping sound, fell into the water sound, mixed with singing birds Hills bonfire sound resounded through the Star.
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Every day, one night when I breathe the dirty air, the pale sun and the site of the noise only then gloat over the dream I wake up tired, so I like a little taste of tap water with rust-rolling crowd hastily to walk through the reinforcement of the "Labyrinth", the rush that the survival of the gray sky. Air-conditioning in the office suffering from dubious caress and a variety of radiation baptism, led by "taught" and colleagues "care" is still constantly in the interpretation of "survival of the fittest," the laws of nature, a touch of sun in the final Xieguo the Pumian heat to expel me black nostrils, dirt shoes were stained shirt acid rain shelter to return to my small flat. This is my everyday life ---- no self-survival.
To leave the busy, my life, what is left? To flee the city, a destination of my next for them? I have fantasies carrying luggage, and leave the crowd and enjoy a moment's peace, and soul to make a depth of communication.
Down the hearts of earth, looking forward to, in a second dream, more than one foggy night or early morning. If bees affects the strands of a breeze, I am looking for the spring and apple trees, I am looking for puzzle in the wall of the legend. . . . . . Finally, I found ---- Sanjiang green forest!
"Swore Suchen worth of things Youren with the mountain to the water. When the flow stream barefoot stepping stone, deep shock-excited wind-clothes." Roam the landscape in the Sanjiang between the pristine environment in which you seem to feel back to millions of years ago. Breathe the fresh air, feeling the wet and wind stroke from the forest, listening to nature's crooning shallow sing. In the dawn mist shrouded the Qiang towers next to all children and grandchildren a few squirrels busy looking forward to today's breakfast; habitat in the river the wind breeze in the small river, a panda is stream water, until the belly up the image of the ball Like lying on the ground no longer Pabuqilai; here, the temperature in August is only 20 degrees, the mountain was blazing outside the heat of the foothills of another breeze, the mountainside is more air-conditioned bitter wind is blowing, the Peak is a chilly night is also to wear three-piece dress, cover Houmian quilt. As the poet Yu Liu writes: "North Korea speech sweltering heat of midsummer days, cold winter with snow overnight sleep. Barry Chun-Qiu-road, the four seasons between the scenery on the 1st." Month children hanging in the sky, waterfalls while a group of monkeys may be staged a "monkey fishing for the moon" fairy tale; together in the "roast chest warm, the wind behind the cold," a raging campfire, the brightest was I illuminate the heart to see you open, the most dark was I so happy you great cry ... ... no longer mistrust between people, no more barriers, no more alert, but rather on the healthy life of praise and treasure, such as the Qiang song sung by "collaborating with one grass to Yanger Hey fat, drinking himself drunk wine in a smack. " Night, "even to pine trees, the high stone pillow sleep, in the mountains Jiazi winter and do not know years."
"Toyama future generations of ink painting, near water with a string 10000 guqin. Mountain Red Stream Bi-Fun romantic, occasionally bamboo gates cover the forest. Octagon offer visitors tea and also alcohol, barbecue fun leisurely fishing. Delicacies Ren choose, Hanmian a sense days at dawn. " This is the Sanjiang ---- cool. Com
Among the fun in the cool, was cool among the taste of Nature: The altitude of 1000 meters of the mountain cold, clear bottoming out of the water cooler, V-shaped loop of the Gap cooler days outside of the Gang Feng Feng Liang, natural oxygen bar of the air cooler, Minshan Night Rain Rain cool nectar of the tea Panlong cool shade of ancient trees, the lungs of the Xin Liang Tianfu. Midsummer Night, Sanjiang moonlight, such as training, the breeze blowing gently,, lying to listen to Chong Sheng, sitting watching fireflies. This cool non-general's "cool", is God come to the cold, cold but cool, cool and easy, cool and elegant, cool and quiet, cool and soft, cool but not cold, cold but not overcast, cool but not wet, This makes skin cold enough to cool, it is calm the mind, makes God Yau.
The forests in summer, "Return to Innocence", "return to nature" craze has been the rise in many countries. Forest fresh air and pleasant weather, trees, aromatic people with good feelings secretion; the forest is full of rustic charm, with tree vigorous, water Juanxiu, fragrant flowers, people grasp the true to life, good and beautiful.
Foreign travel around the world each year 10 million passengers, of which 500 million trips to the forest to go, watch the natural scenery and a "forest bath" to carry out camping, mountain climbing, adventure, hunting, fishing, photography and other recreational activities.
"Floating Life stolen half a day": Inspired by slippery moss, lichen, walking around, many of the open alpine meadow people have sufficient vision to appreciate the sun shining brilliance of the maple leaf, as well as curious white birch, chic unnamed ... ... After a grass valley, eyes full of towering spruce, light yellow Usnic countless from the straight trunk Chuiluo, the two attendant plant hardness and softness, just like a high gate Deep family hung heavy Luo Zhang, paths on both sides of the entrance just have a tree covered with leaves Microbend In contrast, the formation of a magnificent arch --- "Heaven's Gate", visitors walk through the meantime, swim like fish, algae Cong , the ethereal and elegant. As long as it seems When we aside the layers of "Usnic account," we will enter the Xianjie general.
In a quiet little lake on the long lap around the lake white azaleas, sober and elegant scenes so I suspect it is a small fairy's residence, as well as holding my breath, afraid to disturb the sleeping wizard . Occasionally a while Nuanfeng Chui Guo, leaves together jitter, a thunderous applause wave of sheer joy. Wind in the past for a moment, then leaves also moved to rock with laughter. See the wind was defeated panic leaves heard the wind play leaves Clarion issued.
Like the sun falling into the trap of daylight becomes dark, people dilated pupils. Looking up, crowded Zhi Ke, layer upon layer of leaves and vines wound staggered, mid-air suspension of the host plant, woven into a thick green Skynet. Look down, wild bamboo filled with ravines, ferns occupy the slopes, arrange the floral and around the dank corners. The leaf mold over and over, integrated into a sponge-like carpet, dead trees, like the robber Jianjing lie roads that dead wood there is fat and tender, and the fungus hyphae Phi whisk. The constant path extension of vine plants in the highway is intricately interwoven into the group, while the endless chirping insects together, has not distinguish what is insects, what is birds singing. Mischievous Monkey, timid squirrels jump from tree another tree; stream of water birds sound and vitis sound is like for you to play the symphony of nature; forests in the air , permeated with a kind of "assorted" fragrance, which combines the fragrance of mint, sweet mushrooms, wild pepper, spicy, camphor of the fragrance, wild honey mellow, sweet-scented osmanthus fragrance Myanmar, together with the appropriate dead wood rotted leaves mire smell, generate a unique jungle atmosphere, moisture human lungs. Suddenly, you have entered the realm of ecstasy ....
Immersed in the fresh air passing through the wet and the monthly-hui in the river, there seems to Yinyun off from the water vapor diffusion, with the Rourou the wind, softly touching the skin, every pore, are pleasant intoxication in the hole open, In an interview with the river water are passionate. Water in the shallow river bed where Controlled flooding, licking sandy, issue Whisper whisper, Feng ER Guo Department, enlivened 10000 points Jin Lin, stroking the shore-old banyan's aerial roots hang down, splashing in the water stroked Zhushao bending, caressed the branches middle of the river Po jujube crosswise and gently Da Zhaoxuan, cherish away. Some dead wood was lying in the riverbed, rocks, covered with Taihen, like prehistoric times down the huge monster lurking. A group of egrets in the crown of the Innocent Steps ups and downs, Xuanwu leisurely on the water. Qiang guy leaves the title of a mouth, sitting the river, blow with a vibrato of the folk songs ... ...
"Jingle jingle ... ... ... ..." There seems distant caravan hurry, and the air echoed voiceless. . . . . .
In the Sanjiang soothe the forest cover in one another a long hard summer, are inadvertently passed on the slide. A lot of heat, and many of the troubles in this piece of shade under the melt.
