Leaving the Changdu City, Lin Xiaoyan followed behind Qiushan, walked across a small wooden bridge, Qiushan waved his right hand, and introduced: "The best place in the ancient dynasty is the Changdu City, where the four seasons are like spring, the east is by the sea, and the south is against the mountain. ”

"Do you see the sea of flowers in front of you?"

"Its name is Wanhuayuan."

"Legend has it that this sea of flowers has thousands of miles away, hence the name."

"Walk along this slope to the right fork, which is the road to Xiangshan Red Leaf Valley, if you go to the left, you can go to the Lianqing grassland on the other side of the mountain, and then walk to the end of Lianqing grass."

"If you climb over a snow-capped mountain, you will see the endless Gobi Desert, and in the middle of the Gobi Desert there is a small lake in the shape of a crescent moon."

"It is rumored that the Beibi Mountain, which oppressed the ancient beasts and strange beasts, is also hidden in the Gobi Desert, and in addition, there is also a Tomb of the Evil King in the Gobi Desert, which contains countless rare treasures."

Lin Xiaoyan followed the autumn mountain and walked in the Wanhuayuan.

Many of the flowers here have never been seen by Lin Xiaoyan, whether they are solid colors of red, pink, yellow, green, blue, white, orange, or purple.

It is also a compound color of pink, purple red, orange yellow, orange red, bean green, light green, water green, golden, lemon yellow, jade, dawn, pink and other dozens of flowers.

They are beautiful and unique.

Colorful butterflies and bees dance in the distance, like elves shuttling among the flowers, each place is full of intoxicating vitality.

Millions of flowers swayed in the warm autumn breeze in the sun, and the green leaves and stems made them closely connected to the brown earth.

The group of butterflies flew to the center of the sea of flowers for a while, in the east for a while, in the west for a while, and then flew to the center of the sea of flowers, some flew into the Xiangshan Red Leaf Valley, and some flew into the Qinglian grassland.

Out of nowhere, the call of the yellow warbler came out, so Lin Xiaoyan wrote a poem: "Lin Man's autumn tour is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying. ”

"Good poetry, good poetry." Akiyama praised again and again: "At this time, this scene is just in response to those sentences, 'Thousands of flowers press low branches.'" The butterflies dance from time to time, and the warbler is just crying. ’”

"It's just limericks, not masterpieces." Lin Xiaoyan replied.

When she came to a fork in the road, Lin Xiaoyan decisively chose to go to Xiangshan Red Leaf Valley.

The kind of place in Qinglian Grassland, as soon as she heard it, it was suitable for galloping horses, and walking over, I was afraid that she would still reach Qinglian Grassland, and she would be tired and lie down.

Qiu Shan was slightly stunned, didn't say much, and still followed Lin Xiaoyan.

The red maple leaves on this road, red like fire, red like blood, one by one the maple leaves dance with the autumn wind, and the butterflies that fly into the red leaf valley of Xiangshan are happily chasing and playing at the moment.

When the maple leaves are red, it is the time when autumn is at its strongest.

It is like a very human life, after experiencing the tempering of the years and the turbulent waves of life, it gradually precipitates, and then matures.

"No wonder the ancients would say, stop and sit in love with the maple forest in the evening, and the frost leaves are red in February." Lin Xiaoyan enjoyed the beautiful scenery all the way, and couldn't help but be poetic.

At this time, Akiyama didn't say anything, and his eyes inadvertently looked into the depths of the maple forest.

"By the way, Brother Akiyama, did your grandmother teach you "Mountain Walking"?" Lin Xiaoyan stopped and asked casually.

Without waiting for Akiyama's answer, Lin Xiaoyan looked towards Akiyama beside him.

At this time, Akiyama stared at the depths of the maple forest, looking in a daze, as if he was missing someone.

"Brother Akiyama?" Lin Xiaoyan tried to call.

Akiyama did not answer.

"Brother Akiyama?" Lin Xiaoyan gently patted Akiyama's shoulder and called again.

"Huh?" Akiyama came back to his senses, with a slight embarrassment on his face.

"What are you looking at?" Lin Xiaoyan asked.

"Nothing?" Akiyama's eyes were a little evasive, and he was silent for a while, and then said, "Last time, didn't Aman say that he wanted to visit my grandmother?" She's over there. ”