Chapter 738 Spring arrives in the world

  It is difficult to express accurately in words, the feeling of seeing this green bud in the chill of ice and snow.

  Shocked?

Moving?

   probably have.

  Here, there is no distinction between plants and people. In the face of harsh nature, whether people, plants, or animals, invariably unite their fronts and positions. - are all life.

  Life depends on nature and resists nature.

   As a result, this small bud that broke through the cold has been appreciated by Qian Xiaoqin's third daughter and many other tourists.

   Praise it, appreciate it.

  Photography is for sure, close-up, long-range.

   Even people who don’t understand the art of photography at all and hold a mobile phone with poor pixels and zoom, try to capture what they see in their eyes and what they feel in their hearts.

   But it's hard.

   It is easy to take a picture in the eyes, but difficult to take a picture in the heart.

   can do the latter, not to mention a master photographer, at least he is a king.

   But unfortunately, the vast majority of tourists are undoubtedly bronze.

  Qian Xiaoqin is bronze, Zhao Lan is bronze, but Ji Yan is better, because she is often in charge of meeting and taking pictures, so at least she is a stubborn bronze.

  Three bronzes teamed up to waste the phone memory before continuing on.

  The stream has become wider, it is already three or four meters wide, and there are tourists on both sides of the river, sometimes looking across the stream.

But after a turbulent stream, the flow of the ice stream became gentle again, because it came to a flat area between the mountains. In this place about 100 meters long, the water source in front flowed fiercely, and the water came out from the rear. Also started to get ferocious.

   But in the middle of the front and the rear, in this place of more than 100 meters, the water flow is simply calm.

  The creek that is about one meter deep, or the pool of water, is really crystal clear.

On the water surface, there are many ice cubes of different sizes scattered up and down, the big one is a foot square, the small one is only the size of a fingertip, or even smaller, and many small translucent fish only the size of a finger, in these ice Between blocks, swimming happily.

   It is said to be translucent, but it is actually close to full transparency, but the eyes can still catch it.

   "The fish is on ice!" Zhao Lan pointed to the middle of the stream and said loudly with some surprises.

   Yesterday's query undoubtedly played a role at this time.

   They are not the only ones who know this, many tourists are talking about it.

  The rigid text description turned into a vivid scene and presented in front of them. Qian Xiaoqin and the three were a little excited.

   Needless to say, it was naturally another burst of photos.

   January is cold with snow and ice, and February is warm with spring breeze.

  The spring breeze is warm, which means that the flowers are blooming and the birds are coming.

   Along the mountain road formed by the wide steps, it turns or turns and continues downward. Gradually, the ice and snow are gone, and the streams formed by the ice and snow arrive here, scattered into hundreds of streams.

  Each scene is different.

   is either wide or narrow, with a width of several meters and a narrowness less than a foot.

   is either slow or fast, slow like stillness, fast like thunder.

   is either straight or curved, straight as a square ruler, and curved in various ways, including nine turns and eighteen turns, and some spiraling like a ring.

   But here, water is not the only theme.

Before   , I saw green shoots above, but here, light green, light green, emerald green, and dark green are already spreading out in front of us.

   "Lu Hui is less frosty at night, and when spring comes to the world, the grass and trees know. I feel that the business is full, and the east wind blows the water and green." Ji Yan said this while looking at the foreground.

   Zhao Lan didn't hear clearly, or he didn't quite understand, so Ji Yan repeated it again, and then asked her to explain a little.

   Ji Yan swayed freely.

   A couple with a little boy about seven or eight years old.

   "Wow, big sister, you are amazing!" The little boy raised his head and said to Ji Yan with a look of admiration and a tone of voice.

   "I can't tell, you are quite literate!" Zhao Lan also said.

   "You forgot what I did?" Ji Yan smiled slightly and said lightly. For a while, she was graceful, apparently automatically turning on the "Goddess Mode".

   Then she explained a little to the two of them. In one of the county art exhibitions, this poem was the theme. She was neither an organizer nor a participant, but her WeChat public account followed the whole thing.

  Here, there are many viewing spots in the mountains.

  All kinds of viewing platforms, pavilions and promenades, as well as wooden chairs and wooden stools, have everything.

  The three of Qian Xiaoqin were here again, spending a lot of time, a lot of memory, and of course a lot of mobile phone power, and then they continued down reluctantly.

  I live in the city, so there are very few opportunities to get in touch with all kinds of "green".

   Of course there are parks.

   Of course there are street trees.

   Even Ji Yan has planted some small flowers on her balcony.

   But those, and the ones in front of them, are really different!

   Compared with the ones in front of you, the ones around you before are almost like fake flowers and fake grass!

   And here, casually approaching a tree, a shrub, a piece of grass, the vitality overflows in front of my eyes, looking at it, it seems that the vitality is also overflowing to myself.

   Not to mention the variegated greens.

   The gentle breeze blows, and the green that is shallow and deep all over the mountains and plains seems to flow with it.

  Here, there are not too many trees, just spaced apart in twos and threes, and then there are more shrubs of various kinds, and more flowers and plants, and most of them are scattered.

   So basically, if you stand on a high point, you will have an unobstructed view.

  Grey rocks, brown soil, various streams, pools, waterfalls, and in this background, are dotted with all kinds of green.

  The breath of spring, the breath of grass and trees, and the fresh breath merge together to form something called "the breath of life", which roams in the whole mountain and in the hearts of all tourists.

   "Can't be more beautiful!" This is Qian Xiaoqin's evaluation.

   Ji Yan and Zhao Lan both agreed.

In fact, I only visited the Butterfly Valley yesterday. It really deserves a "beautiful, beautiful like a dream" evaluation, but that doesn't affect it at all. At this moment, they give the best evaluation to this very "grassy" "Rough" mountains.

   is all manual.

   is all natural.

  Artificial is just embellishment, just to serve to better present this piece of nature.

   The three of them were watching the natural scenery at the artificial viewing point, and this mighty and unpretentious vigor, first blooming but fearless, weak but vigorous, presented them with the most primitive and extremely strong posture.

   And this kind of gesture is something they rarely see in the past.

   Further down, the vegetation gradually becomes denser.

  More flowers and more birds.

   Flowers bloom in the wilderness, and birds sing on the mountain road. It is precisely, the distant fragrant invades the ancient road, and the birds want to keep people.

   Further down, they saw a large field.

   Field.

   On the left is the wheat field and on the right is the rice field.

  The wheat field is flat, with a golden wave, but the rice field is in the shape of a ladder, one step down, but it is the pattern of the Yuanyang terraced fields that Qian Xiaoqin and the three have seen before.

  The stream from the upper source, which is made of ice and snow, is scattered like this and penetrates into the terraced fields. In the terraced fields, it is passed from top to bottom, and then it turns into a stream again and continues down the mountains.

  Wheat fields and paddy fields are all about to usher in a bumper harvest.

  The wind was blowing, and the fragrance of wheat and rice made Qian Xiaoqin and the three sniff them.

   Zhao Lan even drooled, "Oh my god, it's just wheat, how could it be so fragrant?"

   More than just incense!

   When they smelled this fragrance, they suddenly became greedy and hungry!

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   (end of this chapter)