At dusk and sunset, the buildings of Wuyi Square are also plated with a layer of gold, and dense telephone poles stand in the alley full of vicissitudes, crisscrossing and cutting the clear sky, occasionally one or two white doves fly by, and a few feathers are very holy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

The gathering and distribution of the crowd in the center of the square, coming and going, walking and coming, hurriedly.

And Su Can and Cheng Keshu are like people who practice in the red dust, moving forward with this rolling red dust, compiling a song that can be sung and cried.

It was almost five o'clock in the evening, and the sun was setting in the west, and the overlapping mountains were about to disappear, and the clouds were dyed red and charming, as if they were inlaid with golden rays.

They looked at Wuyi Square for a while, bought some small goods, discussed it, and then took the bus to Orange Island.

Living in Xingcheng, if there are two places that you haven't been to, it is vain to say that you have come to Xingcheng, one is Yuelu Mountain in Mingchuan Dayue, and the other is the Orange Island in the Xiangjiang River, Su Can has also been to Xingsha many times before, but they are all in a hurry, or busy doing some urgent things, and they have no intention of appreciating the beauty of Orange Island.

And now that I have time, in the four years of this university, it would be a pity not to go boating in Orange Island or climb Yuelu Mountain.

Orange Island is a bridge that undertakes history, impregnated with Huxiang culture, and has formed a strong historical heritage.

Zhu Xi and Zhang Shi of the Southern Song Dynasty went back and forth to Yuelu Academy and Chengnan Academy to give lectures, and the 'Zhu Zhangdu' who crossed the river interpreted the grand occasion of the children of Huxiang studying eight hundred years ago, the Water and Land Temple and the Gongji Tower told the prosperity of the religious culture of the Yuan Dynasty, the trumpet of the Hunan army on the water of Zeng Guofan's training still reverberated in the sky over Orange Island, and the weather-beaten foreign consulates and high-end villas witnessed the history of the Star City after the opening of the port. 'The Tianwen changed the course of Chinese history.

Orange Island is familiar to the vast number of Chinese people, and it is also a very famous tourist destination, and there are many people on weekdays, let alone golden holidays.

The orange island of the Xiangjiang River is located between the famous mountains and the steel city, floating above the Lingbo, and the smoke is misty.

It is adjacent to the foothills of the famous mountains and the Xiangjiang River, and the scenery is beautiful, forming a unique landscape of green mountains and a city.

Su Can and Cheng Keshu stood hand in hand at the head of Orange Island, looking at it, you can see the towering mountains and lush Yuelu Mountain in the west, if you are a person with good eyesight, your eyes extend along the line of sight, you can see Yuelu Academy and Aiwan Pavilion, as well as the magnificent university town at the foot of Yuelu Mountain, many top universities are located here like stars and moons, and the humanistic atmosphere is strong.

The two of them climbed to the east end of the orange with many sightseeing tourists, overlooking the Xiangjiang River scenery belt, and enjoying the prosperous beauty of the steel city!

"Orange Island really lives up to its name, this misty river is very open, climb up and see, suddenly open up, the heart mirror is much calmer, here can indeed raise a pleasant temperament." Cheng Keshu looked around, the Xiangjiang River was full of clouds and mist, very fairyland-like, fluttering, as if she was going to become an immortal.

"Well, I also have such thoughts, I remember that there is Tianxin Flying Pavilion, which is a good place." Su Can said.

"Okay."

Cheng Keshu thought about it, looked up again at the approaching sunset, the water of the Xiangjiang River was sparkling, greedy for this beautiful scenery, and decided to play for a while, but she didn't stay longer, she could only wait for the next time she was free, and then come to see the scenery.

So the two continued to visit the island.

From west to east all the way through, the riverside smoke wave IQ, there are fishermen haunted, holding a lonely boat on the Xiangjiang River floating Lingbo, rolling red dust, very chic, quite a fishing boat singing the artistic conception of the night, compared to the 7 to 9 working white-collar workers, although the salary is not high, but the life is enough to enjoy, naturally has a philosophy of dealing with the world.

It is a pity that there are too many tourists in the east of Orange Island, but the artistic conception of this quiet paradise is reduced a lot by the noisy scene, and those traders who chase profits also compete to come here, all kinds of special products are placed on the stalls, and sometimes the fishermen will also pull the net to catch the fatty Xiangjiang fish out of the sale, in order to support the family, can supplement the economy.

Of course, this season is still a little early, and these fishermen sell fish in private, for fear that those managers will catch and confiscate the fish in the Xiangjiang River.

"Come and see, take a look! Fat and delicate Xiangjiang fish! If you want it, you can get a discount~"

"It's time to buy a specialty, Xiangjiang stinky tofu~"

All kinds of shouting were endless, Su Can smiled, Cheng Keshu also smiled, turned around and left hand in hand.

Looking at the red maple at the head of Orange Island, the maple leaves are as red as the sun, and they are extraordinarily red and gorgeous.

Tianxin Flying Pavilion, stilted cornices, a sense of history and vicissitudes of life, next to the attic pavilion is a piece of orange forest, orange, yellow, orange and green, dazzling.

The orange grove is full of tourists.

The scene was quite lively.

Most of them in addition to ornamental oranges, there are some uncivilized people will go to pick oranges, although at this time oranges are still half yellow and half green, bitter and unpalatable, but the Chinese in the spirit of cheap and money-free things, can take away, can not take away to eat, or throw away, so a large orange grove in the orange was tragically poisoned, branches were broken, leaves were ravaged, and the remnants of the leaves were all over the ground.

Those tourists plucked the green oranges on the branches, and scolded the oranges for being unpalatable, and how disgusting their faces were.

Even the rough man broke the orange branch directly, completely ignoring the words 'ornamental orange grove, please do not pick' on the sign.

There were young couples who were disturbed by the laughter of no one, and there were boys who carved words on trees with knives in order to commemorate their arrival, but of course they were stopped.

"Pick the oranges and take them home and eat them." There was a family of three not far away, and the person who spoke was a middle-aged woman, holding a little girl.

The person who went to pick oranges was a man, wearing a casual shirt, leather shoes, and eyes, and he looked a little gentle, but the action was not civilized at all, and it could even be said that it was a bit rude.

He smiled and peeled the orange for his daughter to eat.

The little girl frowned after taking a bite, "Phew! "Phew!" spit out the flesh of the orange, "Dad, this orange is unpalatable!" ”

He took a bite and also "Phew! With a bang, he threw the remaining oranges into the overgrown grass under the orange grove.

Some people can't look at it, and accuse them, the orange pickers, of picking even those green and obscure little oranges, and not letting go of any of them, but they can't eat them, and they end up throwing them away and wasting them.

The man was very unimpressed, and muttered that it was not just an orange or two? What's the big deal, it's not worth a few stinky bucks.

Although the management personnel of the forest are in charge of maintaining order, using loudspeakers to urge everyone not to pick oranges and civilized tourism, but the effect is not great, and there are always some people who will take advantage of the caretaker's inattention to pick oranges.

Su Can and Cheng Keshu stood at the head of the bridge hand in hand, looked at it from afar, and said after half a ring: "Oranges are small, but losing quality is a big thing." ”

"Some people who are civilized and want to do something out of character will be punished sooner or later." Cheng Keshu frowned.

Sure enough, the family of three was caught by the administrator and fined as a typical person, and the three of them wanted to cry without tears, arguing that they hadn't done anything.

Ascending to the Tianxin Flying Pavilion, Su Can looked at the blue river from afar, thought of the allusion of the great man visiting Orange Island, and made a masterpiece that has been passed down through the world, feeling the spirit of the Xiangjiang River, he couldn't help but feel a little proud, put his hands behind his back, and said: "Independent cold autumn, Xiangjiang River goes north...... At the head of Orange Island, you can see that the mountains are red all over, and the forests are dyed; The river is clear and transparent, hundreds of boats compete for the stream, the eagle strikes the sky, the fish soars to the shallow bottom, and all kinds of frost compete for freedom. ”

"Sorrowful, ask the vast earth, who is the master of ups and downs?" (To be continued.) )