Facing the rising sun, Liu Rui led Zeng Ying's two daughters along the path towards the lake.

Although it is autumn, there is no depression on the roadside, and both the bushes and the grass are still vibrant. In particular, those delicate wild chrysanthemums on the side of the road, gently swaying their bodies in the breeze, are pitiful.

As the autumn breeze gradually cools down, the wild chrysanthemums in the fields of Liangcun are gradually growing, and almost every wild chrysanthemum has a small bud at the top, which may bloom at any time. According to Liu Rui's estimate, it will take a week for wild chrysanthemums to begin to bloom, and Zeng Ying and the others may not have the eyes to enjoy the grand occasion of 'wild chrysanthemums all over the village' today.

However, when the group walked to the lake, they were stunned by the grand scene in front of them!

The reeds, taller than a man, grew in the marshes by the lake, and they squeezed me, and I was right next to it, forming a world of relative reading power by the lake. This small world of its own lives with a large number of waterfowl, fish, crabs, turtles, and more. This stretch of reeds is a beautiful scenery in Liang Village, and it is also one of Liu Rui's childhood paradises.

In autumn, the reeds bloom one after another, and the white reeds hang high on the top of the reeds, making it look like a sea of white from a distance. The autumn wind blowing from the lake was strong, and it blew the reeds into the air as if it were snowing.

Walking on the edge of the reeds, there will be soft reed flowers quietly falling, on the face, on the shoulder, everywhere you can see these lovely elves. Under the sun's rays, these white reed flowers seem to be shining with a charming light, making everyone involuntarily attracted to it.

In front of such a beautiful scene, even Guo Hailan, who had been a little free and easy just now, looked at everything in front of her a little blankly, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Liu Rui has been accustomed to such scenes since he was a child, so he feels accustomed to it and is not surprised; It's just that Zeng Ying's two daughters both live in the city, and he has never seen such a spectacular scene, and he was quickly shocked.

After a long time, a hoarse duck cry broke the silence and woke Zeng Ying and Guo Hailan from their state of dementia.

"This reed is so spectacular, it didn't seem to feel like it the last time we came!" After coming over for a while, Zeng Ying finally came back to her senses from the shock just now and exclaimed.

"The last time you came, the reeds hadn't bloomed yet, and the reeds looked pretty normal." Liu Rui explained while leading the way: "After a while, when migratory birds come here to winter, it will be even more lively!" ”

"Will there be migratory birds wintering here? What kind of birds are they? As soon as she heard that there were migratory birds wintering, Guo Hailan was immediately interested.

"There are more migratory birds that come to winter, geese, wild ducks, herons and even swans, black-necked cranes, etc., but in recent years, the number of migratory birds wintering has gradually decreased." Liu Rui's face was full of longing, and he recalled: "When I was a child, in winter, the lake was covered with large migratory birds, and the scene was quite spectacular. ”

When he was a child, one of the things Liu Rui looked forward to the most was that his grandfather took him into the reeds, caught wild ducks, and let his grandmother stew wild duck radish soup after returning home, which was really unforgettable.

Although a large number of migratory birds spend the winter in the reeds, the people of Liangcun rarely kill them, at most they get one or two of the most common wild ducks back to stew. Especially in recent years, the propaganda in place has let the villagers know that many migratory birds are state-protected animals, and it is illegal to slaughter them without permission, and if you don't do it, you will be imprisoned.

Traditional moral strength and legal constraints have been perfectly combined in Liangcun, turning this reed swing into a paradise for migratory birds. However, in other areas, there is not necessarily such a simple folk customs and good environment, so that the number and variety of migratory birds that come to Liangcun for wintering are getting smaller and smaller. Liu Rui also saw the kind of whooper swan with a wingspan of more than two meters when he was a child, but it has been difficult to see a whooper swan in the past two years.

"Yay! When the time comes, we will come to see the migratory birds, Xiao Rui, you can be our guide. When she heard Liu Rui talk about so many rare birds, Guo Hailan's beautiful eyes were full of brilliance.

"In the future, when Xiaoqingshan is divided into a protected area, this area will become the best place for bird watching!" Liu Rui pointed to a high ground on the shore and said, "Let's go up and take a look, you will understand!" ”

After that, Liu Rui took the lead and walked up the hills.

Qingyun belongs to the edge of the mountainous hilly area, so this kind of small hills ranging from more than ten meters to hundreds of meters can be seen everywhere, forming a very unique landscape. The Liu family's compound is actually located on a large hill with a height of more than 200 meters, which has a unique environment and can overlook the scenery of the entire Liang Village.

Along the path that the villagers usually cut firewood, Liu Rui soon took Zeng Ying to climb a small mountain and look at the scenery below the mountain.

If you look at the world from a different perspective, you will find that everything in front of you has become different.

Looking at the past, the whole picture of the reeds appeared in everyone's eyes, and even some of the wild ducks and egrets that were moving inside were clearly visible. The feeling of the reeds swinging and flying in the sky is no longer spectacular and mysterious, but more of a delicate feeling.

In just a few minutes, the reeds in front of Zeng Ying's eyes seemed to have changed another temperament, which made people even more fascinated.

Stretching out from the reeds, the vast and smoke-like Little Mirror Lake is unobstructed, and it is like a huge mirror, embedded in the mountains. The sparkling waves are more dazzling and charming under the sunlight.

"Rui, what's that?" After looking at it for a long time, Zeng Ying pointed to a scene on the other side of the lake and asked.

"That's Bird Island! Every year, most of the migratory birds stay there, roosting there, and only fly back to the north to breed in spring. Liu Rui followed Zeng Ying's slender onion and waited until his fingers looked over and introduced her.

At the confluence of Xiaotong River and Xiaojing Lake, there is a small sandbar covered with reeds, like a small world of reading. This sandbar was formed by the sediment carried upstream by the Xiaotong River for many years, and is one of the two small islands on Xiaojing Lake. From time to time, wild ducks can be seen soaring into the sky from above, and the hoarse sound cuts through the space on the surface of the lake, clearly reaching everyone's ears. It's just that the migratory birds haven't come back yet, otherwise the scene would be even more spectacular.

"Why didn't we notice last time? It would be nice to go up and see it! Looking at Bird Island, even Guo Hailan, who has some big nerves, is a little moved.

Bird Island is surrounded by turquoise water, and the whole island seems to melt into the lake, which is perhaps the closest thing to the essence of the whole small mirror lake.

"Hehe, that sandbar is not easy to go up, except for dense reeds everywhere, the land is not solid, and some places simply cannot bear the weight of people." Seeing Guo Hailan's yearning look, Liu Rui hurriedly introduced them to the situation of the sandbank.

The sandbar is very unstable because most of the place is made of quicksand, and if it weren't for the well-developed root system of the reeds that firmly held the sand in place, the whole sandbar would not have survived for long. However, it is precisely because of the dense reeds that it is difficult for humans to move an inch on the entire sandbar, and only light birds can move freely back and forth.

For the villagers of Liang Village, Bird Island is just a decoration, and few people will want to go up to it, after all, there is really nothing else on it except reeds and migratory birds.

After standing on the hill and enjoying the scenery for a while, Liu Rui took Zeng Ying and the others down the mountain and walked in the direction of Xiaojing Lake.

However, on the way, Liu Rui unexpectedly found a few fruits on a guava plant, and couldn't help but be overjoyed.

"Wait a minute, I'll pick some fruit!" Liu Rui handed the fishing rod in his hand to Zeng Ying and walked towards the guava.

Guava is a common subtropical fruit, because it was introduced to China from the Americas, and the flesh resembles sixteen inside the fruit and gets its name. However, guavas here in Qingyun are not cultivated artificially, and most of them are spread by bird droppings. Over the years, these guavas have evolved into wild fruit trees that can be found everywhere in the hills around Qingyun.

Compared with those cultivated guavas, these wild guavas are rare wild fruit varieties with a smaller single fruit weight, more flavor, and rich juice. When he was a child, Liu Rui would take his younger brothers and sisters to the nearby mountain bags every summer to pick guavas, which was a very good memory. Ripe and crispy guavas can be eaten on the spot, and half-ripe guavas can be taken back, washed and marinated in salted water, and after half a month, you can eat a refreshing taste with a slightly sour taste. When I was a child, the material conditions were not abundant, and guava was one of Liu Rui's very important sources of snacks.

Generally speaking, guavas ripen in the summer, and generally do not have them after the first month. However, there are always exceptions, some fruit trees have some variation, bloom late, and occasionally have sporadic fruit that ripens in autumn. After being beaten by frost, these guavas taste even better, but they are so few that they are often hard to come by.

When I came up the mountain today, I didn't expect to be able to find a few frosted guavas, which was really unexpected, which made Liu Rui a little happy.

When he came to the tree, Liu Rui rubbed his hands, grabbed a tree trunk, and climbed the guava tree like an ape with both hands. Although he hasn't climbed a tree for a long time, the instinct he practiced when he was a child is still there, looking at the guava that is close at hand, Liu Rui feels a little proud in his heart.

Guo Hailan, who was in the distance, looked at Liu Rui's flexible hand, and was so surprised that she reached out to cover her mouth. She has lived in the city since she was a child, how has she ever seen someone who can climb a tree so lightly, without any fireworks?

Liu Rui, who was on the tree, carefully pocketed a few ripe frost guavas, and then slipped to the ground along the same path. The whole process only took a minute, but it did not weaken the original name of the 'tree climbing king'.

(To be continued)