In the Yulong River on a raft drifting
Yulong River is a tributary of the Lijiang River.
People travel to Guilin, most know the Lijiang River, but do not necessarily know the Yulong River. If the admiration of the Lijiang River are so ladylike, then the Yulong River is kept in purdah has not knowledge of the Xiaojiabiyu.
Ladylike is restrained, and the distance, so we can only roaring sound of the Sail Ships on the rapid and hasty to navigate Lijiang River. We like the gallop of time, kept prodigiously forward rush, that astonishing glimpse of the beautiful, yet to be looked thin and slowly appreciate the passage of years, put everything ruthlessly left behind. The body language during the Cultural Revolution, often rolling the wheel of history move forward one, and at that point the feeling.
Xiaojiabiyu Hibiscus is a clear water of the girl next door, a frown a smile and do in the fundus. The Yibing green lotus leaves floating on the raft into the water. River flows quietly, the leaves drift leisurely manner, agreeable state of mind has become a blossoming stretch of water lily, Qingxin and You Yuan.
Yulong River thus go hand in hand with us freely.
Clear river flat, dark green clumps of water plants are endemic in the willow blowing in the river float float呀. Fish that flap like birds, our happiness to another tree branches from the tree branches. Joy speckled the river, where in each Tao ripples silver sparkle.
River into thin sheets, rape, radish flowers, a thick tube of paint squeezed in a huge piece of canvas on the field. A strong effect of violent collision painting our line of sight.
Turned a bend, 32 village women on the shore Huanxi clothing, a dog directed at our rafts excited screaming and jumping, a look at where a child belongs to the kind of Renlai Feng.
Distance, or beautiful, or towering peaks like the rolling swells. Foot of mountains, green trees set off in the little cottage, smoke curl. The fields, farmers and cattle unhurried step by step, measuring a foot of the soil.
Quiet, leisurely, calm. Tao Yuan-ming described in the book that came to Xanadu.
Drawn into a thick raft of Bambusa Multiplex forest, Flush from a jewel blue kingfisher. Blue brocade have been blown into the sky, Shuran Gone with the wind again. But it did not fly far, but shyly hid in the branches of the other branches, the branches in the thick behind the beautiful little head out, staring quietly curious black eyes looked at us. "See off into the past, socks shovel nobile slide. And shame go, Yi Men Looking back, yet the green plum smell." Unfortunately, the moment has not arrived yet Plum harvest season.
Like the water in front of Jasper, a group of white ducks swimming, very like our campus Verdy Magnolia in full bloom on the lawn. The spring season, saw a brilliant manner.
I bent together with the Ducks were a shadow, imagine: green water, rafts, Bai Ya ... ... a picture of harmony between man and nature.
Workers to the raft to the raft duck crossed out.
Who would have thought ducks were Bushitaiju, high and low refuse to cooperate. We have just drawn to the left side of the raft, they swim to the right bank Youxiang just seemed like a hound chase behind them.
Ducks have become increasingly panic-pale, their eyes showing fear, eyes, open wings and screaming to escape, sounds like a fired bullet fired into a mirror-like surface into pieces of glass fragments Montreal mess.
This makes us very reluctant to do, although we had eaten countless roast duck, duck, water boiled salted duck, but this time, but that did not want to eat their meaning. We have no malice, just want to leave them a goodwill harmony with the photographs, shows that we humans are deeply loved all the things around us.
We are holding the camera over and over again to target with, in their view, this is used to holding a shotgun aimed at the action when they are not much difference.
The human will is strong, we want a photo with the ducks in the end, the ducks will definitely be where we are forced into the photos, as to whether it is the true wishes of a duck, then it is not what we want to know of.
When we face the camera, in the duck next to the warm smiles, and perhaps there are still a trace of our teeth not to exclude a clean duck. So, if someone saw us and ducks, smiling scenes of camaraderie, please do not believe what Putian really fun world of solidarity, it was just the city's show Bale.
But do not put on a show, we can not do anything.
Tourism, has always been the city's a show. We treat our own prisoners inside the reinforced concrete, and then again let out of their own透透wind, and fine-sounding name touch with nature. As now we are drifting in the Yulong River, the same as giving himself a leak. The sky to see birds, fields of cattle, as well as the river ducks, will be issued by the joy of great tits, great tits only in this moment, they find themselves inside the reinforced concrete to be too long, rusty nature many of the good things.
But we do change all this, we are willing to change to this? In the end, we still have to go back to reinforced concrete, waiting for the arrival of the next to test the waters.
Rowed the raft raft workers continue to be designated to go downstream. Along the way, turns to us about attractions along the way: climbing mice, camels crossing the river, the size Fingers ... ... beautiful scenery and eye candy.
Two rafts are Yulong village workers. Young Jiaoe Sheng, after graduating from junior high school did not come out of the Ganhuo.
A Sheng never been to Guilin. It sounds incredible. Yangshuo to Guilin transportation is very convenient by car for an hour on its way. A young at heart, how letting go fly to the outside world to see it.
Yulong village on the river before the prestigious arch stone bridge - Yulong Qiao, reportedly built in the Ming Yongle ten years ago for several hundred years of history, is the key cultural relics Yangshuo County. Our raft is from Yulong Qiao began to drift.
Looked back from the raft, Yulong Qiao magnificent old trees, ivy winding, wind and mottled in the silence of silent traces of recounting a long history.
Q. A Sheng, whether built in the Yulong Qiao know when. A loss shook his head.
Lijiang tour yesterday, the fishing village, the village guide who first took us to the ancient village school, very familiar to us that the fishing history of the past, a number of champion Lang, had a number of modern scholars. Speaking of those old tour guide, the pride of a cavity to go all the dragon snake to write in the face, each spring is like a raindrop falls on the roof of the Vatan, flyings scattered, ding-dong sounds than that from former U.S. President Bill Clinton to visit fishing villages but also high spirits. Later, they took us to visit the fishing village of residential areas, pointing to a number of carved doors and windows from time to time Xinshou is a matter left behind by North Korea and even of a generation. It really should be a Wang Shuo's words: Do not care to come up with a "Dream of Red Mansions" to.
Yulong River's beautiful scenery is said to be a few years ago a study of foreign photographers discovered on foot, shooting a lot of scenery pictures, go back a promotion, attracting numerous visitors. Yulong River in the vicinity of the villagers will have to pay for a large number of spontaneous raft, and configure a bamboo chair, beach umbrella, life jackets and so on, firms now Yulong River rafting, business is booming. Indeed, farmers in this area also brings considerable economic benefits.
Listen to Esheng speaking, last summer, when a foreign tourist rafting Yulong River, drowned accidentally fell into the water. The relevant departments to strengthen the management of the Yulong River drift, drifting all the provisions of Yulong River by the government organizations, the villagers are not allowed to privately Showmanship drift.
We arrived, in the Yulong Qiao ticket to see the house sat on the 67 managers who are sitting next to the Tan joking while roasted on fire while eating grapefruit.
The original one that is Bai Bashi raft drifted up to dollars, the proceeds all go craft workers themselves, now have the management department, a bamboo raft drifting official price is 240 yuan, craft workers can only get 60. Raft a price rise, a sudden decrease in tourists, raft-workers several times a month Lunbu Shang. Lunbu Shang, there is no get income-generating livelihoods.
The villagers unite to strike, protesting that a series of rafts and configuration items are purchased at our expense, you do not spend a penny, but also take the bulk.
Asked the outcome of the strike.
A Sheng look of frustrated: how can.
Study history, when the Taiping peasant uprisings that broke out in Guangxi. Forcing people to rebel, the people are not to the point of desperation, is not up in arms to. However, generations of peasant uprisings You Ji Chinese history has brought about? From the textbooks came out, my peasant uprisings in Chinese history has been different from the evaluation of textbooks, a group without knowledge of cultural groups, how to become a force to push history forward.
Upstream from the Yulong River drift over time, the way a beautiful, beautiful farmland, thinking to see Xanadu, in fact, a true paradise always be the ideal of the poet are now kept inside.
Yulong River is the moon drifting the end of the foot of banyan tree.
Banyan tree 17 meters high, huge tree crown cover about 2 acres of surrounding ground. Here is the Third Sister Liu is said year bull brother singing in antiphonal style tokens of love with the place. I remember watching the film "Third Sister Liu," Third Sister Liu tenderness Wanlv under the big banyan tree, Yuyuehaixiu, with the bull Shy eyes suo Colombia: the mountains, I saw vines wrapped around trees and vines wrapped around the world can there be a tree. If Ivy is not wrapped around trees, in vain over a spring of another spring. Bamboo When you do not received income, leaving you do not leave when the Sun Zi, Hydrangea when picking up you do not pick up, picking up his hands were left sad. That scene was very love that makes eyebrows.
Modern love is the kind of zero blood sprayed up the band over and over again willing to give up to roar bad singing: Do you love me in the end? This love silver bright flashing light is pressing, with a total diamond Square, where I think of those who flaunt burning hot under the spotlights shining eyes, unwilling to convergence trace of the diamond cutting edge.
Or like classical implicit-style love. A long romantic connotation, a Nuanyu puff of jade.
"Liu San Jie" and trailers, Third Sister Liu and bull Columbia under the big banyan tree leaf points, boat, and singing folk songs, to draw to the distant horizon ... ....
Perhaps the mountains of the transitory man that Shuiguang Department, they found a real paradise of the bar.
Author: limei5601
