As for what attractions are in Bincheng, Yinglong can be said to know in his heart, but Shiwei is not clear, but Shiwei is very interested in everything in Bincheng, and hopes that Yinglong can take her to the city for a trip.

Of course, Yinglong agreed, he was willing to take Shiwei to hang out, so that he could hold Shiwei's hand, enjoy the tenderness and sweetness between lovers, and appreciate Shiwei's gentleness and handsomeness unique to Jiangnan women.

There is a Tianhu Park in Ben City, the scenery is good, and some pavilions and pavilions have been built, which is a rare attraction in this small city.

The park is built around a lake, and many willow trees are planted along the embankment.

In the spring, catkins flutter all over the sky, like snowflakes in the air, falling in mid-air, covering the grass on the shore, like layers of snowflakes.

At the turn of spring and summer, continuous drizzle shrouds Tianhu Park, and the whole garden is immersed in the rain. Sitting by the lake, admiring the park in the rain, the verdant willow trees twist their branches with the beating of the rain flowers, and the new shoots washed by the rain are full of life.

The pavilions in the distance were hidden in the drizzle, and the mist seemed to rise from the lake like curling green smoke, just like the lake of smoke and rain.

On a sunny day, the turquoise lake is like a mirror, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds in the sky, as if the mirror image of the sky, the sky is moving, and in the lake under the sky, the water waves push the reflected clouds to move, so it is called: Heavenly Lake.

Shiwei has never been to the realm of Tianhu Lake in Bincheng for a long time, and this time the weather is fine and it is a weekend, Yinglong asked Shiwei to go to Tianhu to play.

Shiwei and Yinglong repaired the dormitory for a while, and got on a bus to Tianhu Park in the city to enjoy the lake.

They first circled the park.

Yinglong was familiar with the path here, and took Shiwei around the lake.

When stepping on the pebbled path, there was some novelty and fun, and they had a lot of fun.

The willow tree flutters in the wind, as if dancing, very enthusiastic, invisibly teasing the leisure and elegance of visitors.

The warm wind blew the two of them a little drunk, so Yinglong and Shiwei walked a little dizzy, and a layer of fine sweat broke out on their bodies.

In a moment they sat down on stone benches by the lake, ready to take a break and blow the cool breeze.

The unique lake and water color and the antique pavilion reveal a corner of the true face under the half-cover and half-concealment of the green trees, and the poems on the pillars of the sharp corner pavilion are even more interesting.

They sat on the stone benches and rested for a long time, drank a little bottled water, which made their thirsty throats feel more comfortable, and the fine sweat on their bodies was half dried under the thin clothes and blown by the warm wind on the lake.

Yinglong suggested to Shiwei: "Shall we rent a boat and go to the lake to have fun?"

Shiwei's eyes widened: "Okay, let's go rowing and see what fun places are on Tianhu." ”

So Yinglong rented a small boat and pulled Shiwei to sit on it.

They began to take a boat on the Sky Lake and enjoy the atmosphere on the water.

The two of them got on a two-person rowing boat arranged by the old man who dispatched the boat, with a total of two wooden oars, and they needed to hold the oars and row the water to make the boat move forward.

The cabin was not large, and they sat and rowed one after the other.

Yinglong sat in the bow of the boat, and Shiwei sat in the stern, and they rowed the wooden oars against the side of the boat on the left and right.

When the oars are inserted into the water, they cause a circle of ripples on the surface of the water, showing an arc that ripples out into the distance.

The hull is half soaked in the lake, and the mottled paint shows patches on the outcropping sides.

However, the boat was not made of wood, but a whole iron-hulled boat, but it floated well on the water.

The iron-hulled bottom of the boat and the paint in the cabin have peeled off a bit, covered with crimson rust, but it does not affect the use of the boat, and the boat looks relatively sturdy.

Yinglong and Shiwei rowed a small boat on the lake, and as far as the eye could see, the view was very open, and they could see the stone bridge and the well-repaired embankment in the distance.

From time to time, patches of duckweed float on the surface of the water, rippling with the water waves.

Excitedly, Syllable picked up the oar and struck it hard at the water, and immediately made a large splash, some of which splashed on Yinglong's back, wetting a large part of his T-shirt.

Shiwei smiled happily: "Yinglong, you're wet, come quickly, fetch water!"

Yinglong said: "Okay, look at me, hit the water hard!"

As he spoke, he picked up the oars and struck them into the water, making a big splash and fanning towards the bow of the boat.

"Hahaha!"

The two of them burst out laughing.

"Is it fun?"

Yinglong turned around and asked Shiwei.

"Fun!

Shiwei responded happily in the back.

After saying that, he picked up the oar and went to make a splash.

As at the beginning, the splash still fell on Yinglong, wetting another piece of clothing.

"Don't hit me all the time! ”

Yinglong was a little angry, but he didn't have a temper, and he began to whisper to Shiwei.

"How did I know this would happen, I didn't mean to, it's a big deal to go back and help you do your laundry. ”

Shiwei smiled heartlessly.

"Okay, then look at me!"

After saying that, Yinglong picked up the oar and slammed it into the water, causing a bigger wave, but the force was too strong, and the boat shook, Shiwei couldn't help but scream, and hurriedly held the side of the boat with her hand, but some of the splash fell in the cabin, wetting Shiwei's skirt.

"Alright, alright, stop fighting, be careful that the boat will capsize!"

Shiwei exclaimed loudly, clearly frightened by Yinglong's actions.

"Haha! You're scared!"

Yinglong smirked.

"I'm not afraid! Yinglong, can you swim?"

Shiwei asked cautiously.

"Swimming, how could it not? I grew up by the river!"

Yinglong joked that he estimated that Shiwei should not be able to swim, otherwise he would be able to come to a hero to save the beauty.

"Okay then, I won't have to save you if you fall into the water, you can swim ashore by yourself!" Hearing this, Shiwei seemed relieved, she originally thought Yinglong was a landlubber.

"I still want you to save you! I'll save you, can you swim? ”

Yinglong was a little unconvinced, he didn't expect Shiwei to say this, could it be that he Yinglong is so useless, and he wants Shiwei to save him, not to mention that she can swim?

"Alright then, we don't have to save each other, just save ourselves, I can swim. ”

Shiwei seemed to be completely relieved now.

"Shiwei, you can swim too, I thought you were a landlubber?"

Yinglong probably understood what Shiwei meant, but Shiwei can also swim, so he said so.

"Don't forget that I grew up by the river, too. ”

Shiwei explained.

"yes, I forgot that you are from Wuhan. ”

Yinglong seemed to understand a little.

"yes, that's right. ”

Shiwei looked a little proud.

"Well, I'm relieved. ”

Yinglong was a little relieved, but a little disappointed.

They rowed like this, a long distance from the dock, and there were fewer boats on the lake.

Shiwei asked Yinglong, "Do you want to continue rowing?" Do you plan to row to Grandma's Bridge?"

Yinglong saw an arch bridge in front of him, so he commanded: "Row over this bridge, and we will rest." ”

Shiwei immediately agreed: "Okay, just go there." ”

Crossing the arched bridge, they came to a silent place on the water, where they sat down to rest with their oars in the cabin.

Shiwei sat at the stern of the boat and looked at the mirror-like water in a daze.

Yinglong lay down facing Shiwei, leaning back against the bow of the boat and looking up at the clear sky.

The sun in the sky hid into the clouds, and white clouds floated above the blue sky.

They looked down at the water, where they could see the reflection of the sky and the clouds.

Yinglong squinted his eyes at the clouds in the sky, and suddenly he asked Shiwei, "Shiwei, where did you say the gate of heaven is?"

Shi Wei was stunned for a moment, then retracted her gaze and looked at Yinglong: "Heaven's Gate, how did you think of this, is there any problem?"

Yinglong paused for a moment, then asked, "Look at the sky, if there is a door in heaven, where should it be?"

When Shi Wei heard this, she smiled slightly, looked up at the sky, and pondered for a moment: "If there is, it should be behind the clouds." ”

After hearing this, Yinglong felt that this answer was indeed interesting, so he continued to ask, "Why? Why do you think it should be behind the clouds?"

Shi Wei explained with a smile: "The gate of heaven can only be seen by people in heaven, and people on earth cannot see it. ”

Yinglong smiled, feeling that Shiwei's answer was indeed a little happy, and admired her quick thinking very much.

"Yes, only those who have gone to heaven know where the gate of heaven is, so unless the soul flies into the sky, it will not find the gate hidden behind the white clouds. ”

Yinglong added Shiwei's answer, and he felt that perhaps only this explanation would be complete enough.

"Yes, we all know that there is a human world in heaven, and that is the resting place of the souls of good people. "Poetry

Wei became a little deeper, perhaps it was Yinglong's question that touched her mind.

"Well, I said too, there is a human world in heaven and a human world on earth, but the heavenly one is called heaven, and the earthly one is called Hongchen. ”

Yinglong couldn't help but feel a little touched.

"Then you say, will we get lost in the sky in the future? The sky is so big, there is no sense of direction at all. ”

Shiwei looked at Yinglong with a grin.

"No, we are all good people, and we will definitely find the entrance to heaven. ”

Yinglong comforts Shiwei, who is worried that Shiwei will be unhappy because of this.

"In the future, if any of us is unfortunate enough to go first, remember to make a signpost for the one who comes after, lest you lose your direction. ”

Shiwei instructed Yinglong a little faintly.

"But where should the road signs be, in the sky?" Yinglong thought it was a little interesting, but he also thought it was very strange.

"Then just tie a yellow ribbon to the clouds!"

Shiwei whispered.

"Well, well, I'll do that when the time comes. It seems that you really don't have a good sense of direction, so as not to get lost. Yinglong was a little relieved of Shiwei.

He leaned on the bow of the boat and wondered, "Is there really anyone who is lost in heaven? What if I get lost? The sky is so big and endless, which cloud is behind the gate of heaven?"

Yinglong pondered, closed his eyes slightly, and imagined what it would be like above the clouds, except for the white clouds, is it still a white cloud, and above the white clouds is another blue sky?

He had only seen the sky in movies, but where was the gate of heaven, and how did people on earth know it?

Perhaps, when the time comes to ascend to heaven, their souls will find the entrance to heaven under the guidance of angels.

As for whether he would get lost, how did he know? Moreover, he had not heard of anyone who had lost his way at the intersection of Paradise.

Shiwei was afraid of getting lost, so I was between the clouds, and I tied a few yellow ribbons in the most conspicuous place, so as not to make her feel uneasy.