Mo Liunian asked, "Is it big here?"

Xiao Banxian said: "I got up early in the morning and walked around, but I didn't even reach the border for half an hour, this barrier is bigger than we thought." ”

Being able to create such an enchantment in this snowy region can't be done by those who are not very powerful, Mo Liunian was also surprised to hear Xiao Banxian say this!

The little half-immortal said: "There is also a lake here, not far from here, they all call it the holy lake, I will take you to see it later." ”

Mo Liunian said: "Okay." ”

After breakfast, Xiao Banxian took Mo Liunian to the holy lake, and no one came to stop them, on the contrary, they were very friendly, and walked for half an hour, and sure enough, they came to a small lake, the lake is not big but the water is clear, and there are flocks of swans wandering on it.

This very large lake has a curved shore, and the surrounding grasslands are verdant and flat, with abundant water and grass, and a variety of fish, which are inhabited by migratory birds in winter every year. Moreover, the sky, mountains, clouds, and even the stars and moon at night are all extraordinarily beautiful, and the two days of living on the shore of Nanren Lake make people feel as if they have completely abandoned the red dust and entered a pure land at the end of the earth.

The lake is known as "holy water" by the local people. It's warm in winter and cool in summer, and when nature is soaked in the bitter cold, it still ripples with blue waves. There are many fish in the lake, there are flocks of rare birds around the lake, and legend has it that there are strange animals and beasts at the bottom of the lake. Some people also claim to have seen two large fish with their own eyes, saying that one is as long as several trucks connected together, and when they swim out of the lake to play, the lake stirs like a boiling pot. This adds a bit of mystery to the lake. Sometimes, people can see such a mirage lake reflecting grasslands, snow-capped mountains, and even a corner of Lhasa's bustling market and the lively scene of the puja. These are the so-called mirages.

To the south, the shadows of old trees are reflected in the deep clear stream, and in his garden he has planted two orange trees himself. The most beautiful scenery is in the north, where the river flows gently towards the town, right past the foothills. Near the shore, there was a fishing spot, where he could spend the whole morning and forget about the passage of time.

The softest sunshine of the day is sprinkled on the snow-capped mountains, lakes and forests, and on the lawn by the lake, the Luo Ji family is enjoying the twilight beyond this earthly world.

The wind blows the prayer flags and dances on the plateau, the sun is shining, and the sacred lake Mapanyong Tso and the sacred mountain Kailash in the distance become the most holy background. At that moment, I seemed to be dancing with the sound of the wind, and I admired the sacred beauty of beauty, as said in the "Book of Songs", "The inadequacy of the song is not as good as the dance of the hands and the foot."

Along the way infinite grassland, from far to near, there is a beautiful lake called Khan Nori, the surrounding area covers an area of about four miles, the lake is clear and determined to be a freshwater lake, thousands of water birds on the lake fly in flocks, cattle drink water leisurely by the lake, the beautiful scenery is current, and it is not enough to be attached to it......

Walk slowly, the breeze is gentle, there are many strange stones on the side of Bitan, there is a bridge, live in this mountain, you should be able to fish here, stand for a moment on the side of Bitan, go to the edge of the cliff, see the Qianzhang Cliff, that a clear spring is a wave of twists and turns, meandering thousands of zhang, down the mountain stream, flowing to the Tingxia Lake between the valleys. Tingxia Lake is a piece of clear water in the mountains, the mountains are green, the water is like a mirror, quiet and far-reaching, and it is a very elegant place to read.

My home is located by a small river, surrounded by green meadows, which stretch all the way to the river's edge, and then to the foot of the verdant mountains on the other side of the river, where I can hear the sound of birds whining and fish jumping out of the water, and I can see the leisurely deer drinking by the river, especially the ripples of the grass in the wind.

He walked along the lake, boated in the lake, made the mushrooms he picked and caught the fish for the chef to make delicious, he casually flipped through the rich collection of books in his study, and when he got tired of reading, he went out to play golf with the guards, and rode his horse along the path between the grasslands and woods in the direction of the snow-capped mountains, but never reached its feet. Often, he sat on a bench by the lake, looked at the reflection of the snow-capped mountains in the lake, thought about nothing or everything, and before he knew it, the day had passed.

There is a very beautiful lake near my hometown, the lake crystal is clear and clear, in a few scattered places, there are white lotus flowers, when I was a child, I often ran to the lake to see the lotus flowers in the early morning when the fog and dew have not faded.

When we arrived at the West Lake, we first saw the water in the lake, which was very clear and pure, much like a big mirror.

Yun'er also flew us to the park surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenic Tiger Rock, the beautiful Bama and other feng shui treasures, which feasted my eyes, and it was impossible not to admit that the beauty of the river pool is incomparable.

In the center of the basin was Swan Lake, which Chen Zhen had never seen in his dreams. In the telescope lens, more than a dozen dazzling white swans appeared on the wide surface of the lake, gliding quietly in the lake surrounded by lush green reeds, enjoying the tranquility and happiness of the worldly kingdom. The swans are surrounded by hundreds of geese, mallards, and a variety of unknown water birds. Five or six whooper swans suddenly flew up, bringing up a large flock of waterfowl, circling low and cheering over the lake and river, like a grand welcome band. The lake is quiet, with white feathers floating on the lake.

Several people rushed to the edge of the cliff to watch the West Village Ping, only to see a small river like a green jade belt, meandering from the foot of the mountain and surrounding the West Village Ping. Bathed in the early spring sunshine, Xicunping is more beautiful than the several mountain villages that Jingqiu has gone down to exercise before, and it can really be regarded as beautiful mountains and rivers.

When I came to the entrance of the amusement park, the first thing that caught my eye was a small lake, the water in the small lake was turquoise, and the surface of the lake was still rippling from time to time. There are several bridges on the small lake, including drunken bridges, shaking bridges, vertical net bridges, and wire bridges.

The cheerful ice crystal snow water in the small rivers and streams of the ancient city, in the ditches that are high or low, bent or curved, or jumping or stopping as if moving quietly, do not forget to play a quiet and leisurely beat under the small bridge, giving the plateau water town Zeguo the ancient fragrance of glacier rhythm.

The river is still the same, and the water is still so clear and quiet. I couldn't help but bend down and pick up a handful of river water, and immediately, I saw my carefree childhood self again, and heard the laughter of my friends playing in the river.

Passing through the well-groomed lawn, he walked up to a trestle that led to the lake, and near the trestle, he held on to the railing and watched the reflection of the snow-capped mountains on the mirror-like tide, surrounded by the sweet air and bright sunshine.

Climb the mountain road for three hours, cross a long iron cable bridge, and finally arrive at the top of the mountain, and see a piece of green meadow, slightly warped on all sides, in fact, it is a valley. The most pleasing thing in the mountains is the water, which is pure and pure, truly transparent. Every time a small pool is formed, the extremely hot and tired mountaineers will close their shoes and socks and go down, scoop up water to wash their faces and hands, and the heat will disappear.

She went up through the forest from the woods she tried last night, climbed the peaks and crossed the ditches, and saw that the peaks were stacked and green, the winding paths were secluded, the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant, and the water was murmuring, and when it was almost dark, she found a very remote clear stream, undressed lightly, and her black hair hung down, and washed away the burden of her body and mind by this clear and charming stream.

The little half-immortal took a deep breath, "If I didn't have to go, I really wanted to stay here." ”

It seems to be an irrepressible instinct that counts one day at a time, and a week by week, although there is no future, but it still tries to prolong the present time, which seems to be an irrepressible instinct, just as as there is air, human lungs always have to breathe.

But what else are you reluctant to give up now? It wasn't yours in the first place, so you don't care if you lose it, and you're still so sad. People are sometimes so cheap, always thinking about turning back and looking back again, as if a miracle will happen if they look at it again. But things are already like that, what should have been tried has been tried, what should have happened has become a thing of the past, you don't like this result, but you can only accept it, what's the use of taking a more look? Believe in your own eyes, you can't lie to yourself to death.

The people and things he loved, or who he was determined to forget, all left him irretrievably with the light. It's just why? A thousand sails have passed, the wood has become a boat, and it is difficult to give up the self-affection?

Mo Liunian said: "Can you give up the prosperity outside?"

Xiao Banxian thought about it seriously, "If we miss it, we can go down and play for a few days and come back, anyway, our feet grow on us." ”

People who can feel the beauty of the mountains do not necessarily have to live in the mountains, people who can appreciate the beauty of the water do not have to live next to the water, and people who can appreciate the ivory ball do not have to hold the ivory ball, as long as there are mountains, water and ivory balls in their hearts, it is enough, because the most beautiful things are always in the heart, not in the eyes.

Mo Liunian sneered, and he thought it out, "Looking at your appearance, you don't seem to be worried about Wuji." ”

Xiao Banxian smiled: "Mo Yan divined that kid and said that he could live past ninety-nine, so it was impossible to die." ”

Mo Liunian didn't believe in the theory of the destiny, but she hoped that this time it would really be as the destiny said.

The little half-immortal said: "It's a pity that you and I can't count my fate." ”

There is always a person related to you in this world, there is a gap between you, you have not met a few times, and you have never talked about the relationship between men and women, she has her own love and love for herself, you know that there may be almost nothing between you, but you have no way not to see her, not to care about her, this is fate, it is a disaster. I knew it was so stumbling, how could I not know each other at the beginning.

Mo Liunian couldn't help but ask, "Do you really believe in fate?"

Xiao Banxian said: "I believe in Mo Yan. ”

I have always believed that there is a kind of love that can travel through time, and I have always believed that there is no fate in the world without a reason. Heaven has its own reasons for every arrangement, and every encounter and acquaintance has an indescribable depth.

It is said that there are bosom friends in the world, and if you find and learn the news, how can you do everything as you wish? You can't be one step earlier, and you can't be a moment late, even if you save up a lifetime of luck, you may not be able to meet the right person at the right time. How to have a deep and deep love, so that you can not think of the past, not be afraid of the future, and look at the people who are destined, without asking whether it is right or wrong.

Mo Liunian looked at the rippling blue waves in front of him, "Mo Yan can't calculate my fate, my life is in my own hands." ”

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