Omniscient and Almighty

Chapter 738

It's hard to express in words exactly how it feels to see this green bud amidst the chill of ice and snow.

Shocked?

Moving?

Probably have.

Here, there is no distinction between plants and humans. In the face of harsh nature, whether it is humans, plants, or animals, they unanimously unite their fronts and positions. ——It’s all life.

Life depends on nature and also resists nature.

Therefore, this kind of bud born out of the cold was appreciated by the three daughters of Qian Xiaoqin and many other tourists.

Admire it, appreciate it.

Taking pictures is for sure, close-up, long-range.

Even people who don't know the art of photography at all, holding a mobile phone with poor pixels and zoom, try their best to capture what they see and feel in their hearts at this time.

But it's hard.

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

If you can do the latter, you are at least a king, not to mention a master photographer.

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 also a stubborn bronze.

The three bronzes teamed up to waste the memory of the phone before continuing down.

The stream has become wider and has been three to four meters wide, and there are tourists on both sides of the stream, looking across the stream from time to time.

But after passing through a section of turbulent stream, the flow of Bingxi River became gentle again, because it came to a flat area in the mountains. In this place about 100 meters long, the water source in the front is flowing fiercely, and the water from the rear also starts to flow. become ferocious.

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

In the stream about one meter deep, or in the pond, it is really clear.

On the surface of the water, there are many ice cubes of different sizes scattered and scattered. The big ones are one foot square, and the small ones are only the size of a fingertip, or even smaller, and many translucent small fish that are only the size of a finger are floating on the ice. Between the blocks, swim happily.

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

"Yu Zhi bears the ice!" Zhao Lan pointed to the stream and said loudly with some surprise.

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

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

The dull text descriptions were transformed into vivid scenery before the eyes, and Qian Xiaoqin and the three of them were a little excited. This is the bonus of viewing the scenery under "knowledge".

Needless to say, there was another burst of taking pictures.

January is cold with ice and snow, 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 turned or turned and continued downward. Gradually, the ice and snow disappeared, and the streams formed by the ice and snow came here and scattered into dozens of streams.

Every view is different.

Either wide or narrow, several meters wide, less than a foot narrow.

Either slow or urgent, slow as still, anxious as thunder.

Or straight or curved, as straight as a square ruler, and curved in a variety of ways, some with nine turns and eighteen bends, and some circling like a ring.

But water is not the only theme here.

Previously, there were only green buds on the top, but here, light green, light green, emerald green, and dark green are already spreading out in front of your eyes.

"There is little frost at the end of the year, and the vegetation in the world is known when spring comes. I feel that the business is full, and the east wind blows the water and green." Looking at the prospect, Ji Yan read like this.

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

Ji Yan is free and easy.

A couple next to them brought a little boy about seven or eight years old.

"Wow, sister, you are so amazing!" The little boy raised his head and said to Ji Yan with adoring eyes and tone.

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

"You forgot what I was doing?" Ji Yan smiled slightly, and said lightly, for a moment, her demeanor was just like that, obviously the "goddess mode" was automatically turned on.

Then she explained to the two of them a little bit. There was an art exhibition in the county that used this poem as the theme.She is neither an organizer nor a participant, but her WeChat official account followed the whole process.

Here, many viewing places have been opened up in the mountains.

There are all kinds of viewing platforms, pavilions and corridors, as well as wooden chairs and benches.

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 reluctantly continued down.

Living in the city, 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 on the balcony of Ji Yan's own house, some small flowers and plants were planted.

But those are really different from the ones in front of you!
Compared with the ones in front of me, those around me before are almost like fake flowers and fake grass!

But here, if you approach a tree, a shrub, or a piece of grass casually, the vitality will overflow in front of your eyes. When you look at it, it seems that the vitality also overflows into yourself.

Not to mention the various greens.

As the gentle breeze blows, the shallow and deep greens all over the mountains and plains seem to flow along with it.

Here, there are not too many trees, but they are separated in twos and threes, and then there are more shrubs of various types, and more flowers and plants, and most of them are scattered.

So basically standing at a high point at random, the view is unobstructed.

Gray rocks, brown soil, various streams, pools, waterfalls, and in this background, dotted with all kinds of green all over the mountains and plains.

The breath of spring, the breath of grass and trees, and the fresh breath are all fused together to form something called "breath of life", which lingers in the entire mountain and in the hearts of all tourists.

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

Both Ji Yan and Zhao Lan agreed.

In fact, I just visited Butterfly Valley yesterday, and it really deserves an evaluation of "beautiful, as beautiful as a dream", but that doesn't affect it at all. At this moment, they give the best evaluation to this area, which is very "reckless". "Rough" mountains and fields.

It's all artificial.

It's all natural.

Man-made is just embellishment, and it serves to better present this piece of nature.

The three of them watched the natural scenery at the artificial viewing place, and this mighty and unpretentious vitality, new but fearless, weak but vigorous, presented them with the most primitive and powerful posture.

And this kind of attitude is exactly what they have rarely seen in the past.

Further down, the vegetation gradually becomes denser.

There are more flowers and more birds.

Flowers bloom in the wilderness, birds sing on the mountain road, it is just that the distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the birds want to keep people.

Further down, they saw large fields.

field.

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

The wheat field is flat, a wave of gold, but the rice field is in the shape of a ladder, step by step, but it is exactly the pattern of Yuanyang terraced fields that Qian Xiaoqin and the others have seen before.

The stream water from the upper source, which is melted from ice and snow, is scattered like this, penetrating into the terraced fields, passing from top to bottom in the terraced fields, and then turning into streams again, continuing down the mountain.

Whether it is a wheat field or a rice field, a bumper harvest is about to come.

When the wind blew, the smell of wheat and rice made Qian Xiaoqin and the three of them smell it all the time.

Zhao Lan was drooling even more, "My God, it's just wheat, how could it be so fragrant?"

More than just fragrance!

Even when they smell this fragrance, they suddenly feel greedy and hungry!
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