travel on the tip of the tongue

Ye Yaochen was really taken aback for a moment.

The light of fireflies has not yet flickered all over the yard, how come this river of solar stars began to flow in the yard just after dark?

And besides the constantly rotating spots of light on the ground, the big tree mountain in the middle of the yard is even more beautiful and shining with strange brilliance.

A little bit of light is like a fruit on a tree.

Thousands of light spots adorn this uncle tree very beautifully.

And when Ye Yaochen stared blankly, the surrounding fireflies that were flickering because of the arrival of night also lit up.

So the whole space begins to layer.

Looking up, there are thousands of stars densely covered with stars, surrounded by an ocean surrounded by fireflies, and there is a river of stars flowing in the yard under your feet.

It seems that everything that comes into view is full of dots of light flickering.

This beautiful and dreamy scene is really hard to take your eyes off.

Who would have thought that the yard would have such an effect at night?

Even Gouzi Milk Tea, who likes to run around, froze.

It stood quietly and looked around.

The lake is sighing, why is it completely different from yesterday?

Ye Yaochen started to applaud in a rare way: "Brother, your operation is too flamboyant? How did you think of it?" Ye Yaochen hastily praised Lin Shenlu.

"What's the matter, isn't this normal... It's nothing more than making this extreme romantic embellishment more pure and profound." Lin Shenlu said with a smile.

"You know, this is what I'm best at." Lin Shenlu gently bent down and sat on the wicker chair.

At this moment, all the sights are beautiful scenes, and it is difficult to distinguish where are the lanterns and where are the fireflies.

I just feel that this space is surrounded by the beautiful and dreamy romantic fairy tale world.

"Is there a feeling of Wizard of Oz?" Lin Shenlu asked with a smile.

Having said that, Lin Shenlu pressed a remote control in his hand.

What Ye Yaochen didn't expect, puffs of mist burst out from the corner in an instant.

Just dissipate on the ground, is that the effect of the atomizer?

And it looks so magical under the fresh and tender light on the ground.

"Damn it, is there still smoke?" Ye Yaochen was really shocked.

I thought it was the ceiling.

I didn't expect Lin Shenlu to hide such a trick.

"Then you see, this scene has to be extreme, otherwise how can it work." Lin Shenlu said with a smile.

At the same time, the door was gently pushed open.

Lin Shenlu looked up.

It's An Muxi who has arrived.

After receiving her own message, An Muxi started walking towards here according to the address.

"Muxi, here!" Not far from the world of light spots, Lin Shenlu said to An Muxi across the sea of ​​fireflies and the flowing Milky Way all over the ground.

An Muxi's eyes were completely attracted by the surroundings.

Although she knew that Lin Shenlu was indeed here to help Sea Blue Whale to renovate the homestay.

Moreover, Lin Shenlu also said that his transformation this time was very artistic, so he invited himself to come and have a look.

But when An Muxi really stood here, he was still shocked.

It's a total visual stunner.

This is the feeling of being in the ultimate romance.

Only when you really stand in the yard of such a hotel, can you feel the ultimate dreamlike beauty here.

Gouzi Milk Tea seems to have found a newcomer in the yard.

Stepped forward and turned around An Muxi's body, and then called out a few times.

Lin Shenlu is a little strange, this dog is actually very kind.

Except for barking at myself twice on the first day, I haven't seen this dog barking at anyone.

Why did you still call An Muxi today?

An Muxi didn't care, and gently stretched out her hand to look at the dream world around her.

A few fireflies flew over and circled An Muxi, and then flew in front of An Muxi's eyes, and their tails began to shine with that charming brilliance.

An Muxi blinked, and gently reached out to touch the firefly in front of her eyes.

But the fireflies flew away all of a sudden.

Looking at the distance, millions of fireflies are flying together among the grass on the ground, like a fluorescent ocean.

And the big tree next to it is also full of the same style of light spots.

If you don't look carefully, you may think that there are thousands of fireflies flying among the leaves.

And through the fireflies flying all over the yard, An Muxi seemed to find that there were still some light spots rotating regularly on the ground.

They are different from the dancing of fireflies.

Fireflies fly irregularly, so if there are too many fireflies, the route will not be visible.

What about these regular light spots on the ground that people hide under the fireflies?

An Muxi squatted on the ground curiously and began to check.

The regular galaxy that seems to be flowing on the ground is even more beautiful.

more attractive.

An Muxi was really impressed by the design of this yard at the moment.

Such beauty really should not be seen in the world.

In fact, sometimes Anmuxi is very envious of sea blue whales.

Along the way, the sea blue whales have left good memories one by one.

Be it Dali, Lishui, Hoh Xil or Kanas, they all have memories of whales and deer that belong to her.

Now in Huangling, the Whale and Deer B&B of Sea Blue Whale also bears an unusual beauty.

Each Whale Deer store is unique in the local area, like a work of art.

No matter what the result is, the sea blue whale always retains this special beauty.

That's what aquamarines have.

And what about yourself?

An Muxi was thinking about it sometimes.

Although it seems that he owns Lin Shenlu.

But Lin Shenlu is a real person after all.

Have your own independent thinking, have your own thinking.

You can control your behavior.

In Lin Shenlu's world, he is his own protagonist.

So he is his own owner now, but who can guarantee that he will be the same in the future?

If you lose, you will lose everything.

And the sea blue whale may win a grand slam all at once.

No one can say what the result is.

An Muxi felt very insecure.

Never felt safe.

If it weren't for Lin Shenlu's constant tenderness to An Muxi, An Muxi really didn't know how he could persist in this relationship.

Along the way.

It seemed that Lin Shenlu was with him.

But never left anything romantic that belonged to two people.

Everyone met each other from Dali to today's Huangling.

several months.

All that is left along the way are the stories of Lin Shenlu and Hailan Whale.

Even wrote about it in magazines.

How many people followed Lin Shenlu's magazine route to see these stores called Whale Deer for themselves.

And this kind of thing is not over yet, there will still be a few cities in the future.

An Muxi was very sad.

What happened to yourself?

……

night.

Lin Shenlu turned on the computer.

Start writing this story about Huangling.

Back from Whale Deer B&B.

Everyone has an indescribable feeling.

Lin Shenlu couldn't tell what happened.

But the feeling is always weird, probably everyone has their own little story in their hearts.

Right now, the most important thing for Lin Shenlu is to show the beauty of Huangling in his heart to the extreme.

then……

The keyboard is beating lightly.

A paragraph of text is displayed on the screen.

"For Wuyuan, I always have a knot in my heart that I can't solve. I read Wuyuan in many articles many years ago, but I didn't know how to appreciate it at that time. Now, as a non-professional photographer, I have no idea about Wuyuan. This piece of holy land is always longing for. This paradise for photographers has produced many intoxicating photos. Huangling, an ancient village in Huizhou that has existed for 600 years, is famous for its traditional culture of drying autumn. It is an indispensable shining pearl in the sacred land of Wuyuan."

"I am a person who likes to walk around. I have walked through countless mountains and rivers, from the paradise of Suzhou and Hangzhou in the south to the ice city in the north, from the south of the colorful clouds in the west to the Huanghai and Bohai seas in the east. There is no scenery more Chinese than the beauty of Wuyuan, this place seems to be another world, but it makes me have some expectations that I have never seen or lived.”

"The wind from the north has been blowing unscrupulously, and the temperature is slowly getting lower, but the weather in Huangling is still maintained at more than ten degrees. This kind of warm and sunny day has become a holy place for me to avoid the cold. Just when the maple leaves turn red, When you come to this small town in the mountains, you can explore the emblem-style buildings, enjoy the beauty of maple leaves, and read about the autumn custom.”

Lin Shenlu's hand tapped very quickly.

I have seen the beauty of Huangling these days.

There are so many beautiful stories in my heart.

Typing now, all these beauties burst out in a blowout.

Lin Shenlu continued writing...

"Overlooking Huangling Village, people in the autumn season display their harvested fruits. The golden and red colors are so bright and lively under the sunshine, like an excellent two-dimensional composition work."

"Sitting on the attic in the autumn sun in the evening, watching the sunset in the distance gradually fall, the last ray of sunlight fell softly on these crops, and the whole world suddenly became much quieter."

"The smoke is rising, and the farmers are busy in the distant mountains. If you get up early and wander around the village, you can see the morning like a landscape painting, a picture of autumn sun."

"A bright moon rises, and every household in the small town of Huangling lights up with lamps. The golden color looks so gentle and lovely in the dark blue sky, and every household exudes the fragrance of vegetables."

"The beauty of the world is 36, and the beauty here is even more different. I advise you to come here if you have nothing to do, and watch the wind blowing past Xiaozhidong."

"Even if you enjoy the beautiful scenery all over the world, you can't pass the beauty pass."

"If you don't swim in the painting, you don't understand the meaning of the painting."

"When the morning wind blows up the smoke from the kitchen, the farmhouse starts a busy day, and the village in the mountains also begins to wake up."

"Every scenery in Huangling has its own charm, just like the flowing scrolls of the Qingming Riverside Picture, so charming and so moving."

The more Lin Shenlu writes, the more she devotes herself to it.

The beauty of Huangling was thoroughly written.

But it is.

In Lin Shenlu's heart, this Huangling is really beautiful.

"Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, and seeing Nanshan leisurely", this Huangling also has such a beautiful place, Tao Yuanming is the most suitable for being in nature, but I don't know if he has seen this dreamy Huangling when he wrote this poem.Coming here is not only to appreciate the autumn sun, but also to read the traditional Chinese autumn sun custom.

Sun drying in autumn is a typical agricultural phenomenon, and it mostly occurs in mountainous areas. Due to the terrain, there are not many flat areas in the mountains where crops can be hung to dry, so farmers can only use their own houses and balconies to dry melons and fruits. The crops, due to the bright colors of the autumn harvest fruits, are matched with the light and elegant farm yards. In contrast, they are like a beautiful painting, and they have also become the creative materials of many painters or photographers.

This is what Lin Shenlu saw.

It was also what Lin Shenlu wanted to express.

The beauty to show those friends of Lonely Planet to see.

"I have seen the word "Sunqiu" in many books, and I have heard friends in the circle come here to shoot and create. Although many people know about Huangling, few people can enter the fairytale picture and become part of the scenery. .”

"The old houses built against the mountains tell a story of history all the time. A typical mountain village, a condensed version of Wuyuan, the autumn sun has become a symbol of Huangling, and its beauty is fascinating."

Lin Shenlu's experience of Huangling is nuanced.

I still remember that early in the morning, the sun rose slowly, and at ninety o'clock in the morning, everything in the village became clearly visible, and a large number of tourists began to pour into the village, and the people and scenery blended and illuminated each other.

……

"If you like to travel in mountains and rivers and read Chinese culture, this is definitely a paradise that you will not leave regrets. Even if you have never heard of the word sun autumn, the beauty here will be a place where you forget to speak and sing."

When Lin Shenlu wrote this, he seemed to think of that afternoon when he walked along a deep and clean bluestone road and passed by a farmer's house. Several old people were busy with their farm work with their heads down. crowd.

And passing through the 338-meter Tianjie, you can faintly hear the sound of chickens and dogs. Residents in the village also began to walk along this street to various alleys. The Huizhou buildings on both sides are the history of this small town. symbol.

Walking slowly, the dreams left by those times.After passing the main road, every alley is very long and quiet. Walking here, there is a simple and thick ancient Huizhou wall beside you. The sunlight slantly shines in, like a time tunnel.

The sun slanted westward, and another period of time passed slowly.

The prosperity of "thousands of fireworks, four collections of merchants" has long since disappeared, only the mottled wall, after thousands of years of wind and rain, still stands tall.

Huangling, which has a history of more than 500 years, is the hometown of Cao Wenzhi and Cao Zhenyong, the father and son prime ministers of the Qing Dynasty. Therefore, Huangling people inherit the legacy of their ancestors, and the architectural style built on the mountain is simple and elegant, and the folk customs are simple.

The intricate alleys are a treasure house for the study of Chinese history and culture. Every brick and tile witnesses the changes of history and the advancement of the times.

The houses here are row upon row, the lanes are criss-crossed, backed by the green hills, facing the flower fields, but the season is not right, the flowers have not yet bloomed, but the area of ​​the terraced fields is so large that one can imagine the bustling and spectacular scene of flowers blooming.

Lin Shenlu's memory went back to that afternoon, an old man who played the flute opened the window from time to time, and played a beautiful melody to the distant mountains and forests. Walking on Tianjie, he could hear the melodious sound of the flute, which was extremely comfortable.

Huangling chapter.

Lin Shenlu finished writing.