Last year, during the lunar month, heavy snow fell sharply, and the sky was full of wind and snow.

The winter snow has whitened the green mountains, and the snow is covered with thick feet.

All things go to sleep, and the insects burrow into the soil earlier, or form thick cocoons on the branches, and enter hibernation and metamorphosis.

The bluebird's wings were injured and could not fly to warm places for the winter.

The grass seeds are covered with snow, the winter insects are sleeping, and the food is nowhere to be found.

It shivered in the wind and snow, hungry and cold.

At that time, the fish in the Emerald River often jumped and waged their tails on the surface of the river.

The bluebird folded its wings and cried and wailed by the river, and its thin body shivered in the cold wind and snow.

Its wings were injured and could not swing its wings in the water, but could only look at the fish in the lake, crying and crying in mourning.

The bluebird was very weak, and had lost his strength on the morning of the third day of the snowstorm.

With the last of its strength, it looked at the sky by the river, and opened its mouth to scream.

It can no longer soar into the sky,

The blue bird's trembling body was shaking in the wind and snow, and its eyelids were about to close.

At this time, a red koi appeared.

It popped up on the surface of the riverbank, opened its mouth and spat bubbles, and its round fish eyes seemed to be looking at the bluebird on the shore.

The red carp looked at the blue bird in the water and watched it for a long time.

The bluebird's eyelids were already half-drooping, and its body was pouring out on the snow on the shore, and it did not notice the red carp only a few feet away from the shore.

After a while, the red carp suddenly swung its tail and disappeared from the water.

Also, how could a fish in the water know that this blue bird is going to die.

But you are not a fish.

After a while, the red carp suddenly reappeared on the surface of the water on the shore of the blue bird.

Its head was thrown out of the water, and the fish's mouth was wide open, and a cloud of black dots spat out of it.

The little black dot flew out of the water and landed at the bluebird's feet.

The movement woke up the weak, dying, hungry and cold blue bird.

It saw an unknown black fruit the size of a bean on the white snow in front of it.

Hungry, he didn't care about anything, so he took a bite of the fruit into his mouth.

The blue bird suddenly felt that after eating the fruit, his strength had recovered a lot.

It cries happily, and then spots the red carp that is close at hand.

The red carp seemed to be very happy to see the bluebird eating the fruit, shaking its head and tail on the water on the shore, spitting bubbles.

In this way, day after day passed, the winter went to the snow, and the spring returned to warmth.

The blue bird and the red carp became "friends".

Every day, the red carp would appear on the banks of the river, spitting bubbles.

Since eating the fruit, the injured bluebird has regained his strength, and the injury has gradually healed.

Later, the bluebird fluttered its wings and flew high into the air, making a cheerful chirping.

The red carp seems to be happy too, jumping in the water and drawing a graceful arc on the surface of the water.

Spring is coming, and everything is coming back to life.

Insects surround the flowers and plants, and birds return to each other.

Finally, the bluebird flew to the high mountain forest, and no longer lingered on the riverbank.

And the red carp is in the water, sometimes lingering on the surface of the water.

Birds and fish, one in the sky and the other in the water, seem to be separated by a piece of heaven and earth after all.

Until one day, the spring light was warm, the lake was rippling, and the familiar green song sounded again in the sky above the Emerald River.

With graceful and beautiful wings, the bluebird hovers low above the river.

In the Emerald River, the red carp appeared, happily burrowed out of the water, and leaped into the air.

After many days, the old friends met again.

After that day, there was an elegant figure of a bluebird in the sky above the Emerald River.

On the surface of the river, there is a carp that sometimes jumps out of the water.

In the early morning of this day, on the third day of March, the rafts on the Emerald River were weaving, and the tourists saw this blue bird and red carp, and they all shouted surprise and felt strange.

How do fish and birds get together?

This is contrary to the "ethics" of their consciousness.

Birds are supposed to eat fish, fish are supposed to be afraid of birds, and in the picture on the surface of the water, a red carp jumps on the surface of the water, and a blue bird hovers around the water.

Very cheerful!

This is very contrary to the ethics of nature.

Chen Yuan and his entourage were also on the boat, and they were surprised when they saw this picture.

"Is there really a love between birds and fish in this world?"

Spring is a time of life and romance.

When the female students on the boat saw this picture, their eyes lit up, and spring sprouted in their hearts, and they couldn't help but think of a poem about love, which has been widely circulated.

"The farthest distance in the world

Not the distance between life and death

but I stand before you

But you don't know that I love you

..............

The farthest distance in the world

It is the distance between the fish and the bird

One in the day

One is deep under the sea."

This poem, which is about the love between men and women, is widely circulated outside and is well known to many young men and women. Although the tone is a little low and sad, the "love imagery" of birds and fish is deeply affected and shocked.

At this time, they saw the picture of the pair of birds and fish playing on the Emerald River, and felt that this picture was so beautiful, different from the poem, only spring.

Infected by the cheerful frolicking of a blue bird and a carp, Chen Yuan and his party only felt that the spring light in the mountains was brighter, and the scenery was charming everywhere.

Laughter and laughter, with the bright spring color, the water is shining, floating on the Emerald River.

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On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head, and on the third day of March, Xuanyuan was born.

There has been this saying for a long time, on the third day of March, the legend is the day of the birth of the Yellow Emperor Xuanyuan, and it can be traced back to the mythical story of the creation of human beings by the ancestor Fuxi and his sister Nuwa.

On the third day of March, the spring is infinitely good, and the tradition that has been handed down has always been on this day, calling friends, bringing the family with the room, flowing the water, and enjoying the spring.

The 100,000 mountains, with boundless spring, naturally attract tourists from the city from all directions.

From the beginning of the morning sunrise, the whole mountain seems to be awakened, ushering in waves of people.

On the Emerald River, the bamboo rafts of the cruise ships shuttle lively, the tourists are weaving, and the mountains are leisurely and loud and lively mountain songs.

Between the mountains and rivers, visitors step on the spring color, and flowers bloom everywhere in the mountains, provoking wild bees and butterflies.

Men, women and children rush to the mountain, enjoy the fragrance of peach and plum in the mountains, rhododendron and peony, and smile.

In response to the four seasons of all things, spring is the season of love and romance, and the third day of March is the day when young men and women talk about love.

In the "Book of Songs": Qin and Wei, Fang is sluggish. Weishi and the woman, Fang Binglanxi. The woman said: "Yes, and again." Outside of Wei, Xun is happy and happy. Weishi and the woman, Yiqi scorned each other and gave them peonies.

It is said that on the spring day of March 3 every year, men and women meet to go to the riverside to play and give peony to make love.

And in this mountain, the whole area is filled with the shadow of spring and love.

Because this day is not only to commemorate the birth of the Yellow Emperor, but also an annual grand festival for various ethnic minorities in the mountains.

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