Teana Yiyi Here is leisurely -Qinggou Ji Xing

The water in Jiangnan is like a girl in the southern country. She is charming, dancing the clouds with long sleeves, bringing soft and tenderness, and the rouge is soft but can't replace the eternal life. The Bashu Qi Mountain is around the water, clear like a mirror, Lan Sheng Biyu, the Yaochi fairy who does not eat the fireworks on earth. Qinggou, a Shu Di girl born in Sri Lanka, has always drifted into the dreamland. Those who fell in love with her was Junxiu's Longmen Mountains. Although he had brought us huge pain and disaster, he couldn't hide his majestic posture. Missing the stars on the top of the mountain, missing the breeze after the dusk, and missing the nature between the landscapes.

Bishui around Qingshan

Qinggou, this side of the unhealthy virgin land, as its name, is true to pure, Jiangyou horses in the hometown of cement, but not a trace of smoke. The sky is as blue as washed, so that you are so deep that you can forget all your sorrow. Along the stroke along the groove of the chaotic stone, stepping on the clear stream, the cute waves kissed the feet, cool, like silk slipped through the skin, raised the ripples of the circle, lifted the legs and feet, and the slightest was turbid. The mountains climb higher and higher. Walking through the lush forest, the path extends on the cliff of Baizhang, stepping on the clouds and mist on his feet, as if he had reached the Chongxiao, the wind fluttered, and he was cold. Under the eyes, a jade belt wrapped around the mountain, looming through the clouds. The fairy -like Qing ditch is bright and blue, as if to condense all the purity of the sky into her beautiful clothes. We moved gently, for fear of accidental, disturbing her dream.

Water elf

In the afternoon, the sun was lazily spreading on the water, and it was golden. Between this eye -catching light, occasionally a colorful colorful, such as Jinghong, no longer find it. We were looking for in the water, and fantasized a strange treasure. "See! Colorful fish!" The women's scream broke Jing Jing, looking at the place where they pointed, and a group of fish -sized fish lying on the bottom of the water, those brilliant glory were emitted by their bodies. We brought the nets and quietly covered them in. They were still drunk and drunk in the tranquility of the paradise. At the moment of the net, these fossil -like fish shot out like the bullets out of the bore, and the eyes were full of colorful flowing fireflies. There is no fish in the net. Those naughty elves are gathered at the other end of the water. They don't care about the advent of these uncomfortable guests, as if mocking the incompetence of humans.

It took a lot of hard work, and finally lived on a small fish, carefully put it in the bottle, and everyone surrounded a ball to see the beautiful elf. But soon everyone was disappointed. It was a small fish that was not humble. Let us have an amazing color that did not flashed on it. It was more ordinary fish. The five internal organs are crystal clear. I don't know who suggested "let it go", so the small fish returned to the water happily, and the miracle appeared. At the moment of entering the water, this ordinary fish was re -put on the glory. It turns out that the elves in this water can only be so charm only with the nourishment of this soil and soil.

Mountain Soul Word

In the early morning, I woke up in a stunned sleeping bag. A rumbling loud noise vibration eardrum. Oops, the floods broke out! Thinking of the Fang Ze, who was close to the blue water last night, we put the tip on the beach, scaring a excitement to get up, and lifted his sleeping wife. The sound was getting louder, as if he was about to run in front of him, scared out of the tent, hissing shouting his companion, dragging his wife's head and running back to the shore without looking back.

At a safe place, a group of people looked back at the river beach in the tent, but found that the scenery was still, and the green water was still lying quietly in the arms of the mountain. It turned out that the pine forest of Manshan set off a layer of waves under the command of the wind. The excited wind jumped up and madly dancing, whistling rushing in front of us, almost going down.

For the first time, I heard that nature was so majestic, sometimes excited, sometimes thick, sometimes high, sometimes low, that was the strong voice that shocked the soul; the first time I saw the vivid dance of nature, millions of upright creatures , Waving the resolute arms together, rolling up the wave of rolling, and remitting the cheerful ocean. Dashan, the messenger who sent the wind, called his lover in a conquest way. So Qinggou no longer fell asleep, gently raised the waves, accepted the roughness of the mountain with tenderness, and the mountains and rivers danced together.

Mountain soul, wind language, water rhyme, and played a voiced sound of the heart.

Text: Tong Liang

Figure: Derived from the online real scene

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