Some time ago, I saw a group of beautiful pictures taken by brother Guo Wen in his QQ space, including mountains, water and wooden bridges. He said it was Xiangshan, not far from the county seat.
It's sunny this Sunday, and my best friend Jia Jia went home for a holiday. I decided to show her around Xiangshan. At three o'clock in the afternoon, we walked five kilometers along Zhao Chong Highway, turned left and set foot on a winding country road.
Before the long summer comes, the sun is very clear, the corn on the roadside is feet high, and the tender oil wheat vegetables have covered all the land. The honeysuckle on the ridge is golden in the sun and has a faint fragrance in the wind. There is more rain this year, and the land is wet and rainy. Less than a kilometer after coming in, I saw a piece of Bi Dai painted under the blue sky and white clouds.
Armor jumped up and ran to the water. The wind in April is mild. Between the water and the mountain is a grassy field with unknown small white flowers on the ground. A leisurely cow leads two Niu Wa to play on the grass, and the uncle who is herding cattle is pulling wild bamboo shoots in the bamboo forest at the foot of the mountain. I greedily breathe the air with moisture. Looking around, Xiangshan is not as majestic as Coffin Mountain, and the water in Xiangshan is not as clear as Qingshan Reservoir. That Xiangshan Reservoir is a delicate little sister. You see, the mountains are lined with water, and the water shows her spirituality. The combination of the two shows the beautiful scenery here. Jia Jia said that this visual freedom can be gradually purified into spiritual openness and stretching, and all nerves tired of worldly affairs can get peace, clear-headed and suddenly enlightened. The grass on the shore is pale yellow because of the rain, and it is softly draped on the wet soil. The grass and grass depend on each other, and the sunshine gradually softens. Several ducks swam around in the water and turned a corner, revealing the figures of several anglers. They sat quietly on collapsible stools, some were smoking, and they stared at the fishing rod leisurely. Someone threw the line on the pull rod, and one of them said that they often fish here. When they are lucky, they can catch four herrings weighing 5 kilograms a day.
Go further, climb a slope, and step on the artificial boardwalk in Xiangshan section of Chongyang Mountaineering Fitness Trail (Chongyang National Mountaineering Fitness Trail was built at 20 1 1, with a length of 30 kilometers, and it is the first mountaineering fitness trail in Central China and the fourth in China, and was rated as a sports tourism boutique route at China Sports Culture-Sports Tourism Expo). The whole boardwalk is built by mountains and rivers. Flowers and plants are fragrant with soil, fragrant into the heart, very poetic.
The sun is setting, the mountains are boundless, and the water is beautiful. Scenery in Xiangshan Mountain hides light for spring and autumn. It's not morning and night, it's not sea millet, it's not the majestic publicity of Huangshan Mountain, and it's not the grandeur of the sea. It stays quietly in Chongyang, nourishing one side.
Xue Xiaochan said, "Slow down and turn life into a poem. Gentle life, poetic dwelling, quiet and beautiful time. " If one day you are tired in the reinforced concrete city, then you can take her into Xiangshan, Chongyang, build two tile houses, fan a few wisps of kitchen smoke, be hydrophilic here, climb mountains, read books and dream. ......