Everyone is in the midst of youth, when the love is beginning to open, and now they are climbing the mountain together to enjoy the scenery, and the boys and girls are together, which adds a lot of joyful feelings. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info along the way, everyone was full of interest, spoke freely, smiled, and talked about the past and the present.

We forgot about the danger of treasure hunting for the time being, but enjoyed wandering among the green mountains and green waters, galloping among the peach and willow green. I saw weeds everywhere and wild flowers blooming, and it looked vibrant. There are also countless green pines, graceful postures, different shapes, verdant and straight, lush, as if to put on a layer of green veil of different shades to the mountains.

The bright afternoon sun unscrupulously reveals the light and shadow of the round and constantly flickering spots from the gaps of countless branches. The colorful colors are projected on the clear water, and it is even more sparkling. It is infinitely beautiful against the backdrop of the mountains and waters. The bright light sprinkled freely on every butterfly-like green leaf that swayed back and forth in the mountain wind, glowing with a transparent jasper jade-like bright luster.

There is also a clear stream that flows through the mountains, and the light gray pebbles of various shapes below are clearly visible. Some unknown small fish wagged their slender tails happily inside, leisurely enjoying the early summer full of floral and vanilla fragrance. And the riverbank covered with grass and green moss is like nothing under the refraction of the waves, and the artistic conception of the long stretch is like a Western impressionist painting, full of hazy and mysterious colors.

Some yellow and green leaves are blown by the breeze, fluttering from the tree body, down the water, like a green canopy boat wandering on the water surface, swaying and colorful, and like a green butterfly dancing on the water surface, in the valley of the mountain spring against the background, quiet and far away. Next to the stream is an irregular winding bluestone path that winds its way up. This step-by-step blue-black uneven stone steps carry the changes of history and the vicissitudes of time. The footprints of countless literati and writers, and countless celebrities and dignitaries are engraved on its body, recording their laughter and laughter, and their ups and downs. It's a pity that they have long since passed away, sleeping in the ground, and can no longer speak or perceive the world. Suddenly, all kinds of poetry rose in my heart. This is how people are passed down from generation to generation, endlessly, it is really similar every year, different people every year, people don't know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.

The mist on the mountain gradually rises, and the mist is pervasive and elegant, making people feel as if they are in this ethereal and inaccessible fairyland. There are also those colorful mountain flowers, like the ocean of flowers, the waterfall of flowers, just pouring down, so happy, so a thousand miles. Especially the purple leaves, purple so pure, so flawless, not mixed with the slightest other variegated color, as dazzling as the sun, like a purple waterfall gushing down from the mountain cliffs. The layered, densely packed flower bones are intertwined, competing for beauty, and the blooming posture makes their life full of splendor. There are also alpine rhododendrons that are also blooming, and there are still traces of slightly moist crystal clear dew. They are extremely gorgeous, the pink and red flowers swaying in the wind, dancing, really the murmur of the flowers in full bloom of a tree, the fluttering of the tender green leaves of a tree, reflecting each other and complementing each other.

The trees on the mountain are also different, the roots of the trees are staggered, like huge claws, firmly grasping the blue-brown soil, spreading out, and the dense canopy is like a big umbrella to open as much as possible, absorbing the sun, rain and dew, showing their strong life tension. The deep annual rings show that they have gone through the baptism and tempering of the vicissitudes of life, one by one, the branches are luxuriant, tall and straight, the posture is thousands, whispering under the wind, and the leaves are like green elves in the bright sunshine, joyful dance.

As we hurried along the way, we greedily watched the beauty of nature, and we were amazed by the wonders of nature.

Before I knew it, it was the middle of summer, and the scorching sun was pouring down like flowing water to all parts of the ground that were not covered with leaves, and the speckled streamers were shining, and the ground seemed to be about to burn and smoke. But in the deep mountains, it is a different scenery. The scenery is beautiful, everyone says that the Emei world show is self-explanatory, and the more you climb, the cooler it feels. However, the mountain road is very rugged, and most of them are sheep intestine paths that only allow one person to walk, with twists and turns, and the winding paths are secluded.

"There is a court in front, you see, there is an ancient pavilion here, antique, quite interesting, let's take a break, drink tea, relieve fatigue, how about it?" I said with a dry mouth.

"Okay, okay, my legs can't walk for a long time, you have to hurry up, look, these many good scenery have been missed. "Xiao Fei didn't want to leave for a long time.

"Yes, it's better here, you can rest, you can see the scenery, you can also listen to the sound of the clear spring, blowing the breeze in the mountains, it is really a half-day race fairy in the mountains." Garfield said with gusto.

"Yes, I like the warm summer wind the most, with the fragrance of flowers, the fragrance of grass, and the fresh smell of the earth, which makes people feel empowered. I said excitedly.

"But don't forget to hurry. Garfield reminded.

I suddenly realized: "Actually, the most beautiful scenery is not necessarily at the top of the mountain, and often the beautiful scenery on the way is more beautiful and beautiful." It's just that everyone thinks that the infinite scenery is at the dangerous peak, and the farthest thing is the most challenging and worth looking forward to, but they often miss the beautiful scenery along the way. ”

Garfield approvingly, "You're right, the result is important, but the process needs to be enjoyed." ”

Xiaofei said: "So, we should also see what we are on the road, and we should also see what is on the top of the mountain, and don't miss any good scenery." ”

I suddenly shouted excitedly: "Everyone hurry up and take a look, there are still couplets written by the ancients on the pavilion, which can be vaguely seen, it seems that it has been some years." ”

"Great, I'll take a look. Xiao Fei became interested and hurried up to take a closer look. "It's not like he's made an old mistake again, shouldn't he want to use his hands to uproot the pavilion and transport it back. "I'm secretly worried.

Sure enough, he was gesturing back and forth on the pillar with both hands, and then crouched down again, ready to exert his strength.

I stopped him in time, "Xiaofei, what are you doing, don't overdo your best, don't destroy the antiquities, we still have important things to do, don't make a big mistake because of a small loss." I quickly whispered to him.

"It's nothing, I'm just trying to do martial arts, how are I?" he said with a wicked smile. Garfield wondered about his strange behavior.

I got closer and began to look, only to see that the pavilion was written with a couplet in vermilion and danqing, which was a long time ago, but it was still faintly visible. This handwriting is also the dragon flying phoenix dance, the pen is strong, sprinkled, in one go - "Half of the mountain pavilion, half of the river pavilion, calligraphy and painting boat, let me lift my beard and laugh, invite a few red pine, Huangshi, white ape to comment on the present and the ancient." A few woodcutter flutes, a few fishing flutes, Cui Weitian, as much as he clapped his hands and sang, listening to the real green water, the bright moon, and the breeze leading to the emptiness of Vientiane. ”

"It's really well written, there is an indescribable taste, like it was written by a master who has seen through the red dust and the four are empty. Detached and chic, quiet and elegant. It's really an endless affair, and I can't finish talking about the temperament of the people who feel in my heart. Garfield blurted out, full of praise.

"yes, it's wonderful, it's wonderful, it's wonderful. Xiao Fei said excitedly.

"What's good, you know that you can say good words, there is no cultural background at all, which means that there is no ink in your stomach, I said that this pair is ethereal and dusty, and the air runs through Changhong, which is unprecedented, and it is eternal. "I smile like a flower.

"I'm just two words, domineering, domineering and exposed. Xiaofei said unconvinced.

"Wow, you're all six words, you're a digital idiot. I laughed.

"Oh, you two enemies, hurry up and drink tea. Garfield dragged us briskly to the tea stall. This is a simple shed, but in this quiet and elegant mountain forest, frugal tea house, gurgling water, pine waves, and more fresh breeze as a companion, the sound of water is slightly sounding, and it contrasts with each other.

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