Mountains have character. When you arrive in Yishan, you will know that Yishan is talented but not proud, upright but not lonely, outstanding and easy-going, lofty but not proud, not vulgar, and beautiful in the mountain.
First, leaning on the mountain and the moon, you will get drunk just by looking at it.
Walking out of Dongzhen Royal Garden, my heart is shaking, and it is another bright moon.
I looked up and saw the moon on a mountain, so beautiful!
The place where I stand looks like a patio, surrounded by rolling hills. The east is close to the mountain, so you can carry it up. Above it, shrubs and trees are covered with green leaves, and the wind rustles in the forest, accompanied by birds singing or croaking. Shan Ye is quiet and sound, and it is scattered in three dimensions. On the west is a winding mountain road, with a white light, which goes straight to the highest peak. In the meantime, there are lush forests all around, and the summer grass falls off and disappears into the sky. The mountains in the far north, near and far, high and low, right and side, match just right, far and deep. But the most beautiful thing is the south, which is concave, with trees on the side, grass in the inland, deep and far concave, and tunnels on both sides, with a bright moon in the sky above the trees and weeds.
I have never seen the size of the moon and the cleanliness of its light. It is close at hand, easy to reach, far beyond imagination, like hanging in the history of Tang and Song Dynasties. Only Yue Hui will scatter unscrupulously, covering the east, west, north and south-the mountains in the east are ringing, and occasionally birds fly up, just like drilling out of the moon and perching on the treetops; Ming Che, the official road in the west, is drifting away, like a ladder leading to the bright moon; The mountain peak in the north reflects the light and sends Yue Hui back, flowing and rippling like a lover's affectionate eyes.
The moon and mountains, mountains and vegetation, vegetation and people should be one. How many times, in the world of mortals, we only saw the gray moon wheel and the stiff moon plate outside the window, but we didn't know that we needed a good place to see the moon. Not only the hilltop, but also the hilltop space; Not the foot of the mountain, but the foot of the mountain is too short; Only when you are in the mountains like this, with a little tipsy wine, charming posture and confused thoughts, can you see the moon, enjoy it, kiss it and get close to it.
On this night, at this moment, I feel my body is in the mountains, my face is covered with green leaves, my soul is soaring, and my feelings are ethereal. The moon on a mountain, as long as you look at it, you will be drunk; As long as you smell it, you will feel fragrant; Just thinking is love; Only one kiss is real.
I thought about it at random, only the moon hung in the sky, like a whisper, saying nothing.
Second, meet the Great Wall of Qi
Surprisingly, you will meet a section of the Great Wall in Yishan, which looks simple, gentle and natural. The ancient Great Wall of Qi. 2500 years old
Territory and subjects, killing and appeasement, a section of the Great Wall will eventually stand full of blood and tears. Behind the Great Wall is power and conquest. I never liked the Great Wall. In the city of the Great Wall, every brick is made of blood, flesh and flesh. Behind every drop of blood, there are tears and sufferings of one or several families. In my opinion, the Great Wall is a scar on the earth, not a landscape. Overlooking the winding dragon sky, it is not spectacular, but tragic. The tour guide took us to the trend, the path became more and more rugged, and the rugged road became more and more winding. When we step on a ridge, there is no doubt that where is the Great Wall?
Without the Great Wall, the Great Wall of Wan Li has become dust for thousands of years-I'm glad that the hastily laid masonry is not the roughest and strongest wall brick, and maybe there is a little less blood, tears and sadness. I picked up something that looked like a brick and broke it with my hand. It was all broken. Well, it was broken in the cracks of history, in the sunshine after 2500 years, in the hands of a weak poet, which is very good.
Draw the ground as a prison and the stone as a boundary. This is the game of the ancients and the game of the leaders. I don't need it today. Today's Great Wall needs to be built in the heart. The most important realm of resistance is people's heart, not the Great Wall.
People don't need the Great Wall, they need inner firmness, spiritual strength and guidance from the soul.
When I came down from the Great Wall and looked up at the foot of the mountain, I vaguely saw Bai Causeway, floating there like a prayer flag.
Its existence is more to let Yishan remember history and remember something more important than the Great Wall.
Third, Chang Qingsong and Baizhangya
The beauty of Yishan is not strange, dangerous or strange, but it is not without scenery. God won't be stingy to give it a mystery. A baizhang cliff and an evergreen pine are enough.
Let's talk about Baizhangya first. Generally speaking, there are cliffs and waterfalls in the mountains. It is not surprising that there are waterfalls in the mountains, and it is not surprising that water splashes jade. For example, Mengshan Waterfall in China, which has three ups and downs, looks like a map of China. Beauty is beauty, but it is too flattering, and form is greater than content. The Baizhang Cliff in Yishan is not like this, it is rough and primitive, and it is not artificial. The first is the height, looking up at the sky to see the source and overlooking the abyss; Followed by a straight line, there is no arc ups and downs in the middle. When it falls to the end, people are under the cliff and look like ants. You don't need to describe how it flows down, and you don't need to praise how the water is clear and how the stone is upturned. Just look at the fine water in that area, connecting heaven and earth, and you will understand that this man is just a speck on the Baizhang Cliff, and God's purpose has been achieved.
Besides, Chang Qingsong. It is not surprising that it is loose and powerful; As hard as iron, it is not enough to sigh; It is normal for half the litter to give birth to new branches. /kloc-how many generations has it survived at the age of 0/500? Compared with life, can a tree be much more proud than a self-righteous person? Longevity is everyone's dream. "Life is longer than Nanshan." The existence of Pinus sylvestris proves that people are actually a fragile group. After planting in Han dynasty, how many cycles of sun, moon and wind and rain were there? How many fireworks will it take? How many of the lucky ones survived? Isn't that great? It's alive. Silence, silence. Dead branches show the style of life; The living meridians flow with the slurry of life and death. Knives can't be cut, axes can't be rotten, that's not a tree, that's harder than iron, that's more important than thick history books, that's more firm and indifferent than living.
Evergreen pine and Baizhangya, in Yishan, enliven Yishan. The two eyes of Yishan World are not allowed to take pictures, but only allowed to stand and think silently.
Fourth, visit Baishi Waterfall in the rain at night.
Besides Yishan and Baizhang Cliff, there is also Baishi Waterfall. Because a bare stone is as white as a ribbon, the water flows down the river, forming a waterfall. There was a bright moon last night, but it rained tonight. In the early summer night in Yishan, there is no moon, and dark clouds cover everything. The density of trees is the density of mountains. The human eye adapts to the dim light at night, and everything around it is dark. As the air in mountainous areas becomes thicker and thicker, the black color becomes thicker and thicker. The night is like a net, covering the vegetation. Only the occasional birdsong breaks through the night, making people feel three-dimensional and vivid. But birds sound like ghosts, which is a little scary. Reminiscent of a person walking at night when he was a teenager, it was both horrible and full of yearning excitement.
"Let's go to Baishi Waterfall." Some people say. Such waterfalls should only be seen at night. Someone immediately echoed, "Let's go together, let's go together." The mountain road spiraled down, and the ground was wet. It was the rain in Mao Mao. A group of people walked through the night, talking about prose and poetry, while walking down.
They all drank wine and were a little drunk. Some people began to sing, others giggled, and the trees and grass sucked in the sound and then spit it out, thus changing the tone. It sounded strange and felt fresh. How long has it been since you took a walk at night? I only remember walking when I was a child. In recent years, lights are everywhere in the city. Where can I spend the night? Footsteps mingled with jokes, and white stones were seen far away. Stones glistened in the darkness, and thin water droplets fell. I passed by by car during the day and didn't pay attention. Now it seems that night search is really appropriate.
"It's water." Someone shouted, "Where is the white water?"
With the sound of water, it suddenly began to rain, and the sound of water in Baishi Waterfall became louder. The weak flashlight lit up, and in the light column, raindrops fell like lines. "The sky is falling waterfalls." So we tried our best to run up the mountain, but people still couldn't escape the rain. There is a tree on the bridge. In the dark, we can't see what kind it is, but the crown is so big. When we got under the tree, the rain suddenly became smaller and weaker. Everyone laughed and tried to write a poem, but the poem was not so easy to do, so they began to recite Rain Lane. Poetry is beautiful, but unfortunately there is no umbrella, no umbrella, which makes people feel a lot of regrets.
Mountains bring people together, and rain brings people together in a smaller world, a big tree, which makes tonight's poetry. In addition to silence, there is the sound of poetry, birds singing. All kinds of sounds are mixed together, and the night is vivid. Man and mountain are integrated with nature. In fact, people are also a part of nature, not to mention a few writers whose hearts are naked and pure as water.
I didn't see the white stone waterfall clearly, but from the memory of the future, every time I think of it, I feel the beauty of life.
Five, poles and sea stones
Finally, I reached the top of the mountain and said that it was not because of how high the mountain was, but because I emphasized a result. The peak of Yishan is 1032 meters. At sea level, a sea stone stands on it. There is no sea around Yishan. But standing at the top of the pole overlooking, the four mountains are vast and covered with green shade. After the mountain wind, the pines burst like the sea.
1032, this height is just right. Too high a height can easily lead to vanity of conquest and climbing, which makes people blindly think that they are great after boarding. Climbing to the top of the mountain is a human dream. When you get to the top of the mountain, you have to "Ah! Ah! Ah! " Lyricism, as if you have indomitable spirit, is actually wrong. Compared with mountains and nature, human conquest is fragile. I have always thought that the mountain is a ladder built by nature, so that you can take your feet off the ground, overlook the dirt once and look back once. Slope, angle, vertical, steep, steep, altitude, the feeling of rising into the air is to find yourself small and overreached. Standing on the top of the mountain, people can get closer to the stars and the moon, as well as the seemingly unreachable sky and flowing fog, which is an ultimate temptation.
At the top of Yishan Mountain, we sat there and took photos with different expressions. At our feet, there is a sea stone that stands out and crumbles, but it will not fall for thousands of years. This is indeed a miracle.
Every mountain has a miracle.
How high is the sea and how deep is the mountain?
In Yishan, imagine that at the moment when the stone falls into the sea, we may not only hear the echo of Yishan, but also answer questions about life.
Impression mengshan
God cares for mankind and plants mountains on the earth; The earth cares about the whole life and the plants on it. East of Mount Tai, with several peaks protruding, continuous mountains and lush vegetation, it is Mengshan.
First of all, the steep stone forest is tall and beautiful
Mengshan is not unique, it is not lonely, it is three-dimensional. High and low, far and near, inside and outside ... The peaks echo and the valleys fluctuate. It embraces Qianshan with an inclusive heart, like a giant tree growing on the earth. Each one swells into a mountain range, each trunk connects several villages, and each leaf is covered with lush green grass and forests.
Walking in Mengshan, you will see a new scene as soon as you turn around, and you will feel comfortable when you move. You climb a mountain, but you find another mountain waiting for you. You've heard enough of the waves, and the wind at the other end is blowing you. The mountains are surrounded and isolated, independent and close, one world is connected with another, and one world is replaced by another.
With Mengshan as the center, there are steep stone forests everywhere, with different postures-sleeping in Foshan, water curtain cave, climbing the ladder, climbing Sendai, Qifeng, Tianhu Peak, black pine forest and Yunmeng Peak, which are wonderful and mysterious everywhere. A place with scenery and legend. Looking at the sleeping Buddha from a distance, you sleep soundly, and its mood is detached from things, which makes people have Zen; Looking up, the Temple of Heaven looks like a concave god, wonderful, if it rains; On the immortal stage, Xu Ling rose, taught people to become immortals, and rode home in the wind; In the water curtain cave, the waterfall is like jade, stained with a layer of dust aura; On Fengshan, Fengxiang lasted for nine days. On the edge of the black pine forest, the wind is loose and lingering. Climb the ladder and lift your feet to reach the moon.
I am not a great man. I stood on Yunmeng Peak overlooking Mengshan Mountain. The peaks rise and fall for hundreds of miles. I don't have the heart of "small and small, small and small", but suddenly I feel that life is small in essence and magical in the whole life. In fact, mountains and the earth, nature and life are not completely opposite, but should be one. To Mengshan, although you can see the majestic Taishan Mountain, the steep Huashan Mountain, the beautiful Huangshan Mountain and fantastic geese everywhere, you don't have to come to Mengshan for curiosity, because curiosity is too shallow. You don't have to come to Mengshan to find a beautiful woman, which is too flattering; Coming to Mengshan is only suitable for getting close to the mountains, blending into the earth, grazing the soul, blending into the mountain people and being enlightened.
Yes, Qifeng stands tall, each living in heaven and earth, and has the talent of Lingyun. This is Mengshan; Thousands of valleys are dotted, the peaks echo, and the stars hold the moon, which is also Mengshan.
But majestic but not proud, wonderful but not vulgar, great talent and great beauty, this is the real Mengshan.
Looking up at the peaks facing Mengshan, heaven and earth are speechless, and Mengshan is speechless. For billions of years, it has been beautiful and smiling.
Second, the fog steamed Xia Weishan dream cloud
Mountains and rivers depend on each other, and where there are mountains, there must be water. Water follows the mountain, and the mountain is high. Therefore, there is only one more beautiful scenery in the world-waterfalls. The beauty of the waterfall, many people lament its magnificence, or hang on the sky, the milky way fell for nine days; Or more horizontal width, curtains as wide as walls-the higher the more dangerous, the wider the more beautiful. Flying beads splash jade, and the water curtain hangs upside down instantly, which is spectacular. This is the norm.
However, God visited Mengshan for no reason, which made the waterfall more beautiful. He is generous and ingenious, which makes Mengshan fall into layers of scenery in one breath, forming a wonder of heaven and earth-Mengshan cascade waterfall. The cliff is steep and unpredictable, with different slopes. Waterfalls follow the trend, forming cascading waterfalls. From the top, the waterfall is no different from other peaks, gurgling down, swift as an arrow and heavy as a canoe; Looking up from the bottom, water falls from the sky, or fine water, or white waves, pouring down and falling into the fog, looking like a cloud from a distance. But the best position is to stand on the Liubi Bridge and look slightly west. Golden waterfalls, mountains and waterfalls fall from the upper floors in the sunset, which are three-dimensional and dynamic. Above the rock, surrounded by green dense forests, green wants to drop. There is a winding waterfall in the middle. The colors are in sharp contrast, and the virtual and the real set each other off. This is a great wonder of Mengshan-"Waterfall". The waterfall is touching, but the overlapping posture is even more pitiful. What is beauty? Beauty is accidental, that is, it is a deeper layer, a cascade waterfall in Mengshan, and a cloud mist under the cascade waterfall. It is a kind of beauty to be strewn at random, and it is also a kind of beauty to be cascaded circularly. The beautiful scenery gathers on Mengshan Mountain, and the beautiful scenery is all in it.
The beauty of waterfalls flowing down is also rare in nature, but heaven and earth are generous and incredible. The beauty of the waterfall is not limited to this, and there is a further place, that is, the steaming Xia Wei waterfall cloud. It is not uncommon for waterfalls to fall into fog, but the beautiful scenery of waterfall clouds formed by staggered waterfalls is really rare in the world. It is often in the hot summer season, when it suddenly rains heavily and pours overnight. Due to the great increase in rainfall, the waterfall is more and more majestic, with wide water flow and loud voice, which sounds like a leopard barking. When the morning suddenly clears up, there is golden light everywhere, and the sun is fierce. On the land covered with dense leaves and grass leaves in Maolin, water vapor rises. The fog caused by the fall of the waterfall rises, and the water droplets instantly sublimate into steam. Coupled with the high altitude of Mengshan, water vapor, fog and moisture condense on the mountainside, gradually thicken and turn white, and finally become amazing waterfall clouds. I saw the clouds rolling, solid inside and empty outside, thick outside and light inside, rising and sinking from time to time, and the mountain wind blowing around like scattered flowers, wrapped in dark rocks and dense green vegetation, wet and hazy, just like a fairyland. Earl, the morning glow is all over the eastern sky. The sun shines from the morning glow and refracts into the fog of the waterfall. The fog was immediately set in Phnom Penh, and there was the sound of running water, surrounded by all kinds of birds singing. This scene is beautiful.
Being in Liubi Bridge, walking on the green ladder, climbing high and looking far, watching Mengshan waterfall clouds, flowing water, and looking back at the drizzle, you are relaxed and happy, and you are ecstatic. How can you not admire nature and its magic?
God, the Mengshan waterfall cloud is absolutely beautiful.
Third, take a deep breath on Mengshan Mountain.
In fact, in the final analysis, whether it is Qifeng or Haiyun, the beauty of Mengshan lies in its nature; The beauty of nature lies in its primitiveness. The original ecological Mengshan has lush vegetation, many flowers and trees, and lush vegetation.
Come to Mengshan and take a deep breath.
The heavens and the earth suck in the sun and the moon, the mountains and rivers suck in, the mountains are three-dimensional, the peaks and valleys are all green, and every inch of folds in the mountains is either grass or trees. The peak is a vibrant welcoming pine, and the broad-leaved forest planted at the foot of the wet mountain has become the guest and owner of the mountain. The crown is connected with the crown, and the root is climbing. You can't see a bare stone from the cable car. People walk on the treetops, the wind blows from the canopy, and the dense green leaves are under their feet. Leaves and leaves, branches and branches, dizziness brought by two thumbs roaring up and down, and clarity brought by the rapid current drifting are all unfolding in the greenery of Mengshan.
"Mengshan full of green" is the beautiful scenery of Mengshan, but the layers of pale blue and primitive dense trees are refreshing except for color. "Natural oxygen bar" Mengshan, the content of negative ions far exceeds the standard, and nutrients are thrown into the lungs. It takes refreshing as a gift to everyone close to her.
Refreshing is a rarity in this world. Being isolated from the world and abandoning glitz are the characteristics of this world. Thought, vocabulary and language are born from the armpit of every branch, rolling on the cilia of every blade of grass, 7 kilometers of wooden roads, hundreds of millions of plants, each holding soil, each hanging green leaves, and every capillary blood hole breathing oxygen.
Go to Mengshan to take a deep breath, spit out the dirty air of the red dust, and exchange the life air of primitive plants. Every ray, every ray, is the aura of heaven and earth, and the essence of the sun and the moon. Everything is twisted into a poem, a song, and every breath and breath has become the enjoyment and dignity of life.
Take a deep breath.
The heart is a water pump, which keeps pumping, spraying, spraying and pumping; The lung is a forest, and the tiny alveoli are filled with green oxygen. Many times, we only pay attention to the frequency of breathing and forget the quality of breathing. Carbon dioxide, formaldehyde, sulfur dioxide ... those toxins that harm the body and mind stab into our flesh like stingers, but on Mengshan, let us pull them out one by one, so that the wind, water, clouds and fog in Mengshan can moisten our emotions and enrich our thoughts.
Life needs deep breathing.
Heaven and earth gave us Mengshan, and we planted Mengshan in our hearts.
Mengshan shows its great beauty and talent in its unique way, such as its beautiful peaks, dense forests, waterfalls, green mountains and rich oxygen.
Fourth, a hundred flowers rain.
It's half an hour's drive from Mengyin County to the southeast, but it's getting dark. Looking up, a mountain peak stands, covering the burning sun. The peak is Mengshan. On weekdays, everyone sings "Good scenery of Yimeng Mountain", which means Mengshan is here. The county where I started was called Mengyin, and I suddenly realized that Mengyin and Mengyin were indeed the yin of Mengshan. Baihuayu is the valley of Mengshan, with low peaks and low valleys. From here, you can climb Mengshan, climb the main peak, meet the sun and pick the stars. Today, however, we would rather not climb the mountain, just for the rain.
Yukou Mountain Village was named Baihuayu Village. Let's stop for a moment. Go to a family. His surname is Li. We call him "Lao Li". There are no luxurious hotels and restaurants here. If you come here to play, you will live and eat in a peasant family, and you will feel more about the folk customs of Shan Ye and enjoy Mengyin Mountain. Entering the yard is an open yard. There are many grass chickens pacing leisurely in the yard. There was a black pot at the gate of the courtyard, with firewood burning under it, but a little meat came out of the pot. We know that we had cooked and boiled before we arrived here. But no one was there. I asked Lao Li, and Lao Li said, I went to the mountain. Lao Li doesn't talk much, but his legs are diligent. He has already poured us tea. We shouted, "Lao Li, Lao Li, tie up the chicken quickly, kill it and cook it, and then go down the mountain to drink some white wine. We will come back from the mountain and have a good meal." Lao Li asked his woman to catch a chicken in the yard, and I suddenly felt very sorry. I thought the chicken was walking so leisurely now, but I didn't know which one would be the ghost in our belly. Just as he was thinking, Lao Li had caught one and stabbed it in the neck, and the blood kept gurgling. I closed my eyes, turned my head and walked towards the mountain.
Meiyukou Mountain is far from the main peak of Mengshan Mountain, but as soon as I entered the mountain, I realized that this short mountain was out of reach. Walking on the winding mountain road, you can see that all the four fields are century-old trees, standing or sideways, towering or winding with wild vines. Autumn grass turns yellow and autumn leaves turn red; Occasionally, a rabbit will run out of the grass and flash under our feet. When we shouted "rabbit, rabbit, catch it quickly", the rabbit had already disappeared. We know that once we monkeys who walked out of the mountains tens of thousands of years ago are well dressed, it is more difficult to go into the mountains to find wild things than to ascend to heaven.
In spring, the valley is full of flowers, colorful and fragrant. It's already late autumn here, but unfortunately we can't see all the colors, only the withered grass in our eyes. Some people complain that it is too early to come here next spring. I said, you can be safe when you come. Why bother yourself. Just then, when I looked up, I let something touch me. Oh, it's hawthorn It turns out that there are few people in Shan Ye, and trees are wild species. This hawthorn tree has been around for a hundred years, but no one picks its branches every year. I shouted at them, you see, although you can't see flowers this autumn, you can harvest fruits. They all stopped, looked up, and then shouted, Buckle, go up and fold some for us! I was originally a monkey, and it was my great luck to get into the deep mountains and forests, so I climbed the tree and fell a lot, and my teeth were sore. They said I would leave, but I couldn't get down because I was too tall. They just laughed and didn't come to see me. I don't know who shouted: wait for us here and come back to pick you up. They all ran away. I was sweating with anxiety, so I closed my eyes and jumped. I felt something when I fell to the ground. When I opened the leaf, I found it was a strange stone. The stone is round, crystal clear and shaped like a walnut. I was shocked and suddenly remembered that this county is called "the hometown of diamonds". Is it a huge diamond? I remember the strange things that happened when I got up for dinner this morning. I reached out and didn't touch the cup in my hurry, but the cup fell to the ground and broke itself. When I went out by car and closed the door, the window glass cracked again. Look at my right hand. It's really weird. I think something will happen today. Now looking at the smashed right hand and the strange stone caught by the right hand, I feel a bright heart. This is God's will. As the saying goes, "everything has its vanquisher." Isn't this diamond the bane of glass? It turns out that my right hand is trying to catch the treasure today. Can those glasses not be broken? I called them. At first, they ignored me and thought I was lying to them. Later, when I caught up with them and showed them the stones, I was shocked one by one. They all said, take it back for identification. Maybe you will make a fortune. He joked: If it is really a treasure, we will share it equally. I said, it was a dream. They all laughed and said, "You are stingy, but there is nothing false." .
Further up the mountain, through the mountains and diamond holes, I suddenly saw a fiery persimmon tree, which was covered with ripe persimmons. Someone urged me to say: word of mouth, word of mouth, and then fall on the tree, maybe there will be another stone. Knowing it was fun, I stared at it and leaned over, only to see three or five beautiful girls sketching under the tree. They went to chat and replied that they were students of mountain art and came to sketch. I went to see their paintings. A woman drew an old tree on the painting, which was about a hundred years old. There was a fox under the tree. This fox is very handsome, with fiery red fur, but his eyes are dull. Ask, don't answer, just "eat" smile, and a girl next to her said with a smile: this fox is her, hurting acacia. The woman suddenly blushed, hit the funny person and scolded: You only died in autumn before you missed it! I grabbed the camera and took a picture of them. I think this is Lingshan. I like stones, so I got a treasure. I am very good at foxes, so there is another female fox. Is it to hook my soul?
Finally, at the top of the mountain, several short people shouted, I am taller than the mountain, I am superior, and I am a great man. They all took out their things and peed on the top of the mountain. They made a trip here and joked that I peed in the sky and sat down, opened the bag, ate bread and drank beer. They took pictures, made fun of them, made fun of them, and some people looked down the hill with their eyes and said how happy they would be to let those little foxes climb the mountain with us. After all, they are all artists. I said, people are artists and you are art hooligans.
It will be a little late when we go down the mountain.
When I arrived at Lao Li's house, I smelled chicken as soon as I entered the door. I shouted, Lao Li, Lao Li, open the pot and serve the chicken quickly I'm starving. He shouted again: bring the wine quickly. Sitting in the house, two pots of steaming chicken came up. Someone raised a glass, and when I saw that I only knew how to eat, I shouted, Mouth, good wine, good wine. I said: I am not good at drinking, but I am good at eating chicken. If I want to punish, I will punish a chicken leg. I put a chicken leg in my mouth early, and my mouth was full of oil. The crowd laughed again.
Tired of the smell of smoke in the house, I ate my stomach and went out for a walk. Suddenly, my eyes lit up, and it turned out that those women were sketching in another room, so I went up for fun. It turns out that they also live in Lao Li's house. When they came in, they asked to take pictures. I said, that's in exchange for foxes. When they were surprised, they all laughed at the girl who pushed the fox and said, "Cui Xian, Mr. Wang wants you to exchange. Cui Xian blushed again, reluctantly took out his painting and gave me the words "The fox looks at the mountain".
When I went out, I saw the stars shining in the sky, the fields were silent, and occasionally dogs barked, and the air was fresh and fragrant. Touch the strange stone in my hand. I think this Shan Ye is a spiritual field, and this mountain man is a happy person.