There is also a beautiful love legend in the windy city. Although it is not as famous as Broken Bridge, it has been passed down through the ages. This always sounds desirable and emotional.
Take a cup of Pu 'er tea, sit on the rattan chair in the high pavilion, taste it and listen to the wind caused by five bottles of wind.
The clear wind is blowing, with the bone and snow clashing on Cangshan Mountain and the purity of Erhai Lake, lingering, making a warm current come to mind.
Gentle wind came, with the fragrance of fox spirit, wrapped in the sadness of the girl, they dissolved together, want to separate are inseparable.
The whistling wind is the whisper of love. It's two kinds of burning heartbeat rhythms, intertwined and intertwined, and you can't tell which one is him and which one is her.
Intermittent wind wafts, which is a groan lingering under Haidong, and it is a deep sorrow. If it is illusory, it will break the liver and intestines.
The roaring wind is coming, this is the crying of a pair of souls, this is the hatred of Fahai, this is rolling and overwhelming.
The howling wind is coming, which is an accusation against the secular world and a challenge to demolish the Yuanyang Bridge. It is fierce and abnormal, as tight as drums, harps and harps.
I'm a little scared, but I hope the wind is stronger! It's like someone calling Siberian wind.
I'm a little shaky, but I'm looking forward to making the wind worse and seeing if I can bury an old man's fishing boat in the sea.
However, the wind seems to hear my struggling soul and see my compassionate soul. After a symphony, they all left quietly, leaving no trace, leaving only the beautiful scales that have been combed.
It seems to have slipped from the peak of the note to the plain. I felt the sigh of its departure, and I heard its persistent footsteps, like a blooming violet.
In ignorance, I suddenly realized that this was the will of the Bodhisattva. How else can I borrow six bottles of wind? How did you fall on the Tiansheng Bridge on the Xi 'er River? Thus leaving the famous windy city.
Is this beautiful legend a humble ancient city? Or does this ancient city show beautiful love? Who can make it clear?
But I know that no one can live without anyone. Because I understand the unyielding charm. But I want to know more, will they eventually become a couple? Do you live together in the ancient city?
Cangshan didn't tell me, Erhai didn't tell me, the ancient city didn't tell me, and the grass, trees, flowers and stones here didn't tell me, leaving only an eternal mystery.
And this ancient mystery is attracting people one after another, listening to the wind day and night regardless of the season.
And I feel different every time I listen to the wind. No wonder I want to hear it again after listening to it once, and I often repeat it.
I want to ask the owner of this hot land, when will it stop? Everyone shook their heads and didn't answer.
I also want to ask, where did the last bottle of wind go? There seems to be a natural voice saying that whoever comes to the windy city will lend it to him, let him take it back to his hometown and turn it into a beautiful love legend.
But remember, if you borrow it, you have to return it. How else can I lend it to every guest in the world?
But what puzzles me is that bottle wind can be borrowed. Can the landscape, windy city and ancient rhyme here be used for reference?
Second, Shangguanhua
I walked to the foot of Nong Yunfeng and looked at the boundless sea of flowers and colorful flowers. I don't know how intoxicated and charming I was at that time! Full of infinite temptation, as if not on earth, but standing on earth.
Along the flower path led by bees and butterflies, interspersed among wheat straw, looking for the "Top Ten Fragrant Flowers", looking for Lu Xian's footprints, trying to suck all the attractive fragrance, trying to talk with the immortals to get a little fairy spirit, but finding no trace, can only sigh as ethereal as white clouds.
Fortunately, I met a Bai girl, which made me feel a sense of surprise. I was so happy that I couldn't help drooling.
But when I saw the beautiful girl's flower hat, the wind in Shimonoseki fell on her drooping ears, the gorgeous flowers in Shangguan surrounded the white snow on the top of Cangshan Mountain, and the moon on Erhai Lake lay curved. The clothes are white, with lace and embroidery, and covered with burning clouds. A bunch of Bai Liusu swaying, wearing embroidered lotus silver jade bracelet. A ribbon wrapped in soft charm is graceful, natural and beautiful, graceful and charming. If you add half a point, it is disgusting, and if you halve it, it is thin. This is really a wonderful painting of calligraphy. Especially when I look back and smile, I am fascinated by my country and fascinated by my soul. A row of beautiful white teeth makes people want to kiss. Smiling on both sides, crystal clear as Tibetan red beans. A pair of autumn waters is the most exciting, but unfathomable.
Although it looks rich and elegant, it has an extraordinary style and a natural innocence like a mountain man, which is the most fascinating and distressing.
I tried to strike up a conversation, but I couldn't get away. I was standing not far away.
A breeze blew, awakened my confusion and made my eyes shine. Isn't this the legendary thyme? How do you say it was cut off? I suddenly realized that although the flower shape had gone, it had already turned into a stunner and was hidden in the people.
It is that flower that absorbs the essence and aura of Cangshan, the power of ice and snow, the coolness of Erhai Lake and the romantic flow between windy cities. After thousands of years of tempering, it finally became a beautiful fairy, attached to a beautiful world.
Although flowers are beautiful, people are more beautiful. Although people are beautiful, they must match flowers. I think I know why people always want to stay here and leave, and I also know the real reason why people can't stop sighing about the flowers here. After returning to my senses, I want to find the lost years, put on the costumes of the Bai boys and dance with the girls in the sea of flowers. If so, the Eight Immortals will be jealous, too. They will only be jealous of Yuanyang, not the immortals, and return to Earth.
I don't think this should be a dream. I don't want to leave. Suddenly, waves of bamboo flutes floated leisurely with the playing of flowers and leaves. Looking around, not far from the flower sea, a group of Bai boys dressed in gorgeous costumes are blowing and jumping; A group of Bai girls dressed in beautiful white clothes are singing and dancing to the beat. It's really a world of flowers and dancing flowers, which makes me yearn for it.
I came to the crowd. The hospitable host invited me into the dance circle.
I am not afraid of losing face, smile sweetly, and learn to dance with the beat, thus forgetting the time to leave.
Third, Cangshan Snow
Speaking of snow, you will think it is the scenery in the north. How did you get to Cangshan, Dali, Jiangnan?
However, Hongbo's majestic Cangshan Mountain is covered with snow all year round, which is not necessary after summer. It is known as "Cangshan Snow" and comparable to the Alps.
What is particularly amazing is that in midsummer, the hillside is green and ticking; Hundreds of miles on the mountainside, piled with silver and jade, crystal clear and holy, ingenious, misty, worthy of being called "Cangshan painting without ink for thousands of years."
What is more desirable is that Cangshan is actually the embodiment of a girl. I think that girl must be a fairy god gave to the world, beautiful and graceful, pure and charming.
Look at the 19th peak. Between every two peaks, there is a clear and transparent stream, and the melting ice and snow flow down from the horizon, which is the most primitive and unique stage of nature.
There will always be lovelorn moments in this relationship, but everyone doesn't want to be crowned on his own head.
Maybe I was wrong. Nineteen peaks are men's open mind. Article 18 Qingxi is graceful. The remaining one is the girl who becomes Cangshan.
Therefore, there are no lovelorn couples. Just look at how to choose, how to choose. If there is fate in my last life, I will definitely choose Cangshan, because she has a unique mind and has been covered by ice and snow for many years.
And this 19 kind of marriage, 19 kind of gorgeous burning emotion, although with different temperament and charm, the only constant is that it is not polluted by the hubbub, it is the purity of heaven and the eternal holy soul.
Facing the rolling stream of Cangshan Mountain, one end reaches Xuefeng and the other end falls into the blue waves of Erhai Lake. There are so many feelings and entanglements that people only love Cangshan, not the sky, but Erhai, not the dust.
If the snow in northern Wan Li is magnificent and masculine, then Cangshan is pure, gentle and charming, which is inseparable from the jade belt cloud as white as snow.
Jade belt clouds, if illusory, seem to be at the top of the mountain and around. Seemingly far away, but close at hand, as if lingering in my heart.
Cut off all troubles and walk lightly on the jade belt, as if walking on the heaven and standing in the sacred nine halls.
I always want to worship like Tibetans. This is a sacred place on the earth and a paradise for the return of souls.
However, I feel that the beating of heart pulse is so fragile. Whether it's pure snow or fantasy.
Whether they are burdened with lofty blue sky or heavy evolution for thousands of years, they are afraid of too many human steps.
It still needs to be quiet here. Otherwise, I wouldn't be hiding in this remote edge. Cangshan is not just a mountain, but the beginning of everything.
I hope every love begins here. May beautiful and kind souls open from here. I hope the dusty heart can be purified from here. I hope everyone's life starts here. Because, here is the most sacred, can't hide any dirt. Because there is eternal snow here, which needs our protection from generation to generation.
Suddenly, a breeze blows, as if carrying thousands of years of old wine. Watch, watch, and you won't feel drunk. Listen, listen, you can't move.
Fourth, the moon in Erhai Lake
The first time I heard Erhai Lake, I always thought it was the name of the sea. However, wrong, it is actually a freshwater lake. It turned out to be a wish of Bai ancestors and Bai mother lake.
Speaking of the word mother, that kind of unique strong emotion is the most touching and yearning. Just like children in China, when it comes to the Yellow River, they are all passionate.
I gladly came to Erhai Lake.
But like a bright moon, lying in Cangshan's broad mind, shining with silver light and rippling with blue waves, it is better than the ocean, pleasing to the eye and refreshing. When I saw the white wind and waves, the snow falling in the shadows and bathing in the blue, it was really a bright jade among the peaks, and I couldn't help but marvel. It's really the pearl of the plateau, and it's really a shining mirror of mountains and rivers. People can't help but think of the picturesque fairyland of "Erhai Lake without strings".
I was lucky enough to rent a clear leaf on a full moon night.
Not homesickness, but better than homesickness. But when I saw the bright moon on the Yaochi, it was especially bright and round. As the saying goes, the moon is the hometown circle. But when I saw the jade mirror hanging high in the sky, dazzling, like hibiscus out of water, I looked back and smiled, which was fascinating. In the water, the full moon is like a wheel, floating and swaying, revealing a charming smile, just like grace.
Watching, watching, I feel drunk, and I can't tell whether the sky is falling or the moon is rising. In particular, the white and flawless Cangshan snow reflects beautifully and complements the beautiful Erhai Lake. It's really a wonderful jade flower wrapped in silver. It's a beautiful flower.
It is no wonder that Erhai Lake with clear water and picturesque moonlight is called the Golden Moon. How many moons are there here? There is a moon in the "three pools printing the moon" Shouldn't there be one here?
At this time, there were waves of bamboo flute music in the fishing light not far away. It won't be playing that simple folk song handed down from ancient times, will it? But it seems to be singing Erhai Love. Because, every place as beautiful as the Garden of Eden has a beautiful love legend. Whether it is bleak beauty or perfect beauty, it is equally beautiful and has a beautiful yearning.
Of course, there will be nothing else here.
The boatman leisurely tells beautiful legends. What's hateful is that the love between Princess Tiangong and the fisherman was forcibly separated and turned into another pair of cowherd and weaver girl, leaving only a precious mirror and sinking into the sea forever. Fortunately, this precious mirror has sheltered this creature for thousands of years. What is hateful is that the greedy expansion of selfish desires made the Bodhisattva cover the dazzling light of the beads with a blue handkerchief, which made him feel sad.
I think there must be many legends here. But I only miss the princess who was forcibly taken back to Xiao Yun Palace. Is she also like Chang 'e, "clear sky and bright night heart"? But I know it's different. Then Chang 'e wept and repented, but the princess was helpless and sad.
I would rather let a tear of the princess fall into the mortal world and turn it into a pale Erhai Lake, so that the soul of the master in the curved palace can be cleaned and purified from time to time. At the same time, let relatives on Erhai Lake drink the pure sweetness of ice and snow purification every day, so that relatives will never forget this Erhai Lake, which is the mother.
Wish people a long time, Erhai * * * ChanJuan.