When the wine is gone, if you are tired, my friend.

If you are wondering, does what you believe really exist, and is what you are pursuing bright? What flows out, what flows away, and where does the soul dwell? The world is changing, where to find an unchanging perseverance?

Come to Yunnan!

The Butterfly Spring will be quiet in the morning light, the phoenix tail bamboo will be warm in the hot sun, the wooden lattice window will record the tranquility of the afternoon, and I will take you to see the setting sun on the green willow embankment. Ask if you have ever picked up a flower-like faith among the thorns, and ask if your heart has ever swirled lightly and gracefully with the rising smoke at the foot of the mountain.

I will tell you that this is a place where your soul can dance in the sun, and this is Yunnan where the sunset is red several times.

Dali morning mist clear spring

I love the dense water vapor by the Erhai Lake, and I love the hazy morning mist of the Butterfly Spring.

Climb the stairs, the bamboo leaves in the ears are Xiaoxiao, the dew of the night is silent, the bluestone slab under the feet has been like the rain lane Jiangnan, but the mountains and forests are more open, the sun peeks out from behind the clouds, the morning light, bamboo leaves, dew, slate, all covered with a layer of gold, and your heart will be warmly stretched, from the bottom of the mountain to the spring, every step, the heart is trembling happily.

And you finally stand by the spring, it is better that there is no one around, there is only one person and one spring, and the pure heart is facing the pure water, and you never get tired of looking at each other. Looking up, the clouds floated by; Close your eyes, vaguely still in the world.

Dali, every time you hear this name, it will affect your feelings. Is it the glittering brilliance of Nanzhaoguo, the back of Duan Wangye's gradual distancing, or the dreamlike story of the five golden flowers? Is the legend of the Wind and Snow Moon just in memory? You finally know that on a special day, the butterflies here will float down like ribbons connected from end to end, and these ribbons will be woven into a beautiful fairy tale.

For thousands of years, the rigidity of the mountains and the softness of the water have created one legend after another. And the so-called millennium is just Jin Ge changed the iron horse, and the high bun changed the wide sleeves. The utensils and costumes will change, but those beautiful legends are as dusty as a butterfly spring, which makes me firmly believe that what has changed today is the hustle and bustle of the floating world, and what has not changed is the splendor of humanity shining in the hearts of the laborers of all ethnic groups who have lived in this land for generations.

You may think that those things in the world are never as simple as legends, just like the thousand-year-old Yunnan. But why don't you believe in simple happiness? The snow of Cangshan, the bright moon of Erhai Lake, the breeze of Shangguan, and the camellia of Xiaguan...... In this world, let us continue to maintain persistent and simple beliefs, believe in beauty, believe in love, and believe in the legend of Butterfly Spring.

Chasing the morning light of Butterfly Spring, your soul will dance with the footsteps of the sun, dancing with the perseverance and firmness of faith, and standing detached in the world.

Banna Noon Sun

I love the noon sun of the Botanical Garden, and I love the Zhulou Dai Township on the bank of the Lancang River.

With a slight wave of heat, you seem to step into a lively opera. The curtain opened with a bang, so the Wangtian tree was jointed, the overlord flower was spouting, the mimosa covered the cheeks of the shy, and the phoenix tail bamboo swayed gently in the moonlight, just like the graceful posture of the Dai girl. The head is towering green, the finger is close to the green, and the head is the unbridled green. Banna's plants don't speak, but they are laughing and singing, discussing with each other and growing unrestrained. The roots of the mimosa at the tips of the Wangtian tree, the peel of the pomelo in Sha Tin, and the leaves of acacia beans are dazzling golden everywhere, rich and intense.

Maybe you just sighed that the scorching sun of Banna is too strong, turn around, and you will see the Dai family smiling and harvesting in the fields sprinkled with golden light, smiling and playing in the water by the river sprinkled with golden light, beautiful and serene. You will be infected by the optimism and high spirits that are soaked in this land. From a distance, the exquisite bamboo buildings in the banana forest set up happiness; Looking closely, the pristine holy water splashed out of auspiciousness at the Songkran Festival.

You will understand that what we have is largely not what we once accepted. Heaven has never given us much, standing in the noon sun of Banna, what will never be extinguished is hope.

Chasing the scorching sun of Banna at noon, your soul will dance with the footsteps of the sun, dancing the rhythm of life and the indomitable soul of the soul.

Lijiang Ancient Lane

I love the stream at the foot of the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain, and I love the old wall in the depths of the ancient alley of Lijiang.

Wandering alone in the ancient city, walking along the ancient alley to the end and turning a corner at will, quietly staring at the carved wooden doors and windows, the slanting sun is separated by the panes, and different light and shadow are shaking between different dark grids, and the trance is like dust floating in the air. The upward-raised eaves are an intoxicating copper-coloured hue. All of a sudden, you feel like time has frozen.

Looking back, several streets cross around the corner, which seems to be the starting point and the end of the alley. Where several eaves meet, the sun hangs there, like a princess wearing a very beautiful skirt, as if she wants to go home, but she stops, and the peerless elegance stays in the old street.

All the beauty, in you, in the sun, in the moment when time stopped.

At this time, you finally have time to think about some things that you don't have time to think about on weekdays, you will recall a few words that make your heart palpitate, and you will have a dream of spring breeze and willows.

When the wind rises, you will whisper in front of the carved wooden door, "Who reads the west wind is cool alone, and the yellow leaves are closed and the windows are closed". There is a scenery in the depths of the past, and there is a story that belongs to you. The situation is changing, the mind is changing, the high-rise buildings cover the appearance of the blue sky, and you can't find the original dream, but the ancient alley reminds you that the place where the dream began is Lijiang, where the glitz and glamour have faded.

In Lijiang, you will find the past, find yourself, and find the beauty in your heart.

Chasing the charm of Lijiang Ancient Alley, your soul will dance with the footsteps of the sun, dance the sincerity in the memory, and dance the stretch in the soul.

Kunming Qingshan sunset

I love the weeping willows by the green lake, and I love the sunset on the top of the west mountain.

I promise you, I will wait for you in front of the martial arts hall.

Please look at the sunset and listen to me tell about the thick past.

There is no need to mention the good story of Nan Zhaoguo and Saidianchi Gan Siding, there is no need to mention Zheng He, who traveled to the West seven times and set foot in thousands of miles, and Yang Shen does not need to mention Lan Mao...... The legend of protecting the country has opened a new page in Chinese history; The loyal soul of Yunnan and Burma recorded the scorched earth spelled out by the bayonet; Mr. Wen Yiduo's speech aroused waves of patriotic enthusiasm; The blood of the martyrs of "12.1" carries the struggle of many patriotic youths.

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