Chapter 67: Return to the Mountain
"Between the white emperor and the clouds, thousands of miles of Jiangling will be returned in one day. The sound of apes on both sides of the strait is endless, and the light boat has passed over the ten thousand mountains. ”
Li Bai's poems, recited today, are still good.
From the county seat to Qingshan Town, the most comfortable mode of transportation is not to wander between the curved mountain roads, but between the green mountains and rippling in the green water of the ring belt.
Zhou Yi sat on a simple boat, his feet in the water of the green waves and white waves, and his body swelled with the ups and downs of the waves, which was indescribably comfortable.
At this time, Zhou Yi couldn't figure out what was going on with those seasick people.
"It's so comfortable, how can you get seasick?"
After lunch, the sun fell very fast, and it was not long before it had already set on the other side of the mountain, leaving only a slanting shadow, which shone the shadows of the trees and sprinkled half of the shade.
The shadow of the mountain is also constantly magnified at this time; But the green mountains are still graceful in the glow.
Zhou Yi couldn't make Li Bai's poems, and he didn't walk the waterway that Li Bai did back then; Under the boat, the blue waves are smooth and rippling, far from the turbulent undercurrent of "one day back", but the happy thoughts contained in it are the same.
Zhou Yi came to the county seat not much, and even a few times, he traveled by car, and he had enough curiosity and appreciation for the surrounding mountains in a leisurely state.
But the water hugged the boat down, and I don't know how long it took, when the glow began to slowly close, the slightly narrow river suddenly widened - a flat lake, quietly opened.
The boat traveled on it, suddenly, the whole flat mirror was broken, and the whole landscape realm was broken, just like the disillusionment of the scenery in the photo, revealing the earthly style, which made people feel sorry.
It's on a small hill island in the distance. A flock of birds flew around, creating a ripple on the water, and the joy in the chirping seemed to welcome the visitors.
This landscape has been quiet for too long, and no outsiders have come.
In a modern society that pays attention to efficiency, it is rare for people to spend several times as much time. It is to pursue a gentle realm and the unknown landscape.
It's also Zhou's father, at a certain time, I heard by chance that Zhou Yi said that he would take a boat next time he went to the county, so he arranged this trip.
The flock of birds between the mountains and rivers is indeed welcoming to Zhou Yi.
This was not just a fantasy he had conceived in his chest.
You see, isn't the one that flies, the five-colored feather, a little familiar?
Not long after, a few birds flew away. And with a larger flock of birds of all kinds flew over. The first one was the heron bird that Zhou Yi brought back from Dongting Lake that day and was named "White Jade" by him.
She had already grown up, bigger than the red-crowned crane couple behind her.
The wings are spread out, almost up to several meters, and they are vigorous and dancing in the air. Every trace of air is her partner, she is the queen of the air, with a long and clear voice. Resounding through the mountains.
Zhou Yi looked at the direction in which the birds were coming, and knew a little in his heart. It's probably not far from the cave.
However, the journey is still far away, because people can't fly directly through the air like birds, they have to go around and bypass dozens of miles of mountains and rivers.
Each feather of the white jade is as crystal as the most beautiful white jade carving, and under the light of the faint glow, it flows out of infinite brilliance.
She took a flock of birds with her. Slowly circling and singing above Zhou Yi's head, he really welcomes Zhou Yi's return!
In addition to the small boat that Zhou Yi was on, there was also a slightly larger boat behind him, carrying other friends and dozens of foreign representatives.
Everyone picked up their phones and cameras, wanting to capture the most beautiful picture of this scene. Leave a good memory.
Such a magical beauty may never be seen again.
Everyone was silent, looking at the man in the middle of the flock of birds, and their hearts were filled with envy - how nice it would be if it were me.
There is no one who does not want to be close to these natural spirits.
The landscape mirror lake is further unfolded in this lingering birdsong.
This is really a miracle of mountains and rivers, a landscape wonder that even Zhou Yi has never seen.
The flat and wide lake, I don't know how big, almost envelops this land, and only Zhou Yi's keen eyes can show the traces of the mountains.
But it's not that there are no mountains.
Or maybe the island is more appropriate.
On the surface of the blue lake, thousands of mountains and islands tower, like jewels inlaid in the blue mirror.
They were surrounded and nourished by the water safely and beautifully, and never thought of leaving this nourishing water.
Zhou Yi felt very strange.
It's not far from Qingshan Town, but why, after living in Qingshan Town for more than ten years, he has never known this place and has never seen such a scene?
Not even a single image!
In his heart, it seems that there is no such a big lake around Qingshan Town!
"Dad, where is this? You can't go to the wrong place, where is there such a big lake around our Qingshan Town? Zhou Yi confided the doubts in his heart.
"You, I've lived in this place for so many years, how could I go to the wrong place?" Dad Zhou smiled, "You didn't stay long in Qingshan Town - you went out after elementary school, and the surrounding places, a little farther away, where have you been?" Even if it is a county seat, I have only been there a few times in the past two years. ”
"Impossible. Even if I haven't been there, how can I never have heard of such a large lake here? ”
"Why haven't you heard of it?! Furong Mountain, do you know? That's it in front of you. Zhou's father said.
"Hibiscus Mountain? I've heard of it. But what does this have to do with the lake in front of you? Zhou Yi said strangely.
"Do you think Furong Mountain is really a mountain!" Zhou's father slapped down, just like when he was a child, and was about to slap on Zhou Yi's head, but for some reason, it finally fell on Zhou Yi's shoulder.
He explained: "Furong Mountain is not talking about a mountain, but about all the mountain islands, including this lake. ”
"What does that have to do with Fleur?" Zhou Yi was still puzzled.
"Of course it does. It is said that the entire Furong Mountain area is transformed by a hibiscus flower that fell from the sky. And the water here is the dew dripping from the hibiscus flower. "Dad Zhou seems to be thinking about something—maybe it's the legend of his ancestors.
"That's. Why did you think of the hibiscus flowers? Why not osmanthus and gardenias? Zhou Yi felt that this so-called legend was completely groundless, and there was nothing worth discussing.
Dad Zhou seemed to understand the doubts in Zhou Yi's heart, or he had such doubts before, so he explained: "I heard your grandfather say that if you stand on the highest mountain in our Ping'an-County and look down, you can see that all the mountain islands on this lake together form the shape of a hibiscus flower. (To be continued.) )