Not to go to the Butterfly Spring regret, go to the Butterfly Spring more regret. This is only in which people can really understand. At this moment, I am the one at the foot of Cangshan Mountain, master Guo Moruo handwritten "Butterfly Spring" side of the passer-by.
Along the ancient trees, dripping green dense bamboo forest, towards the mysterious Butterfly Spring. Tropical rainforest trees, the Butterfly Spring painted to add some mysterious color. Forest side of the stream is quite, colorful fish, happily walking in the moss-covered cobblestones, this is a piece of the original ecological environment belonging to them, in this unique water, they are so free and easy to swim. I think more luxurious fish tank page can not meet the fun of the fish, and more exquisite birdcage can not meet the freedom of the birds in the blue sky.
People are also so, no wind and waves, food and clothing environment, is never able to train the real warrior. Steps to seek a truly their own world, the potential will be sprouting flashes, miracles to emerge.
Butterfly Springs, formerly known as Bottomless Pool, is located 20 kilometers north of Dali City, Yunlang Peak foothills, the area of the spring pool is 5 square meters, the water depth of one meter. Here the climate is mild and humid, green trees, spring bubbling, but the pool of water is poor. Pool surface of a curved ancient tree lying pool, like a fluttering butterfly, more coincidentally, it is said that the tree flowers are also shaped like flying butterflies.
Butterfly Springs on the stone fence, carved with a winged butterfly, below the fence, the stone carved with a delicate dragon head, the mouth gushing water, tourists curiously use their hands to go to the mouth of the dragon to catch the spring, a batch and a batch, happy to be endless.
Butterfly Spring a bent acacia tree, its huge branches, softly curved to the emerald spring surface. Xu Xiake's pen in the Ming Dynasty, y moving records of the Butterfly Spring's beautiful landscape. Guo Moruo inscribed the words Butterfly Spring and Butterfly Dance, now engraved on the stone slab near the spring, it is a pithy description of the Butterfly Spring.
Butterfly Spring side of the quiet lover's lake, the shore of the maple leaves, shy red face, stretching to the water surface, its posture reflected in the water, Ana's willow branches, hanging accompanied by the red maple, the breeze constitutes a dynamic picture of deep love.
Butterfly Spring is a symbol of the Bai people in the heart of the spring of loyal love, every year on the 15th day of the fourth month of the lunar calendar, the season of flowers, Dali people have to hold a grand "butterfly", living in the nearby areas of young men and women have to meet here, singing, singing, dancing, talking about love.
The young men and women of the Bai ethnic group hang up the red cloth of wishing at the spring, and countless red stripes dance in the wind. They will throw a stone to test the depth of the water, sing to each other at the lake, in the sound of love songs, to find their sweethearts, lover's lake will become a magpie bridge between lovers, the moon old man.
Ashima said Butterfly Spring is at the end of the bamboo forest. In fact, now the Butterfly Spring has not seen thousands of butterflies from all directions, in the spring side of the sky fluttering, a spectacle of the scene is yesterday's yellow flowers. But I know myself, come to see the Butterfly Spring, not just to see the butterflies, but in order to reunite the pursuit of a dream. Of course, it is better to be surrounded by millions of colorful butterflies.
Now, people are lamenting the happy fruit of love will pick, just beautiful butterflies is difficult to find. Poolside springs gurgling, butterfly tree pale old spot, and butterfly shadow to go has no trace, Xu Xiake left the descendants of the Butterfly Spring "Lien Shujun foot, from the top of the tree hanging upside down, is in the spring surface, colorful, colorful, colorful," the scene is now gone, to this tour, no not let a person sigh of lamentation, it is really a spring flow butterfly to go, the empty tree reflections, the gurgling streams of water! The first time I saw the butterfly, it was like the butterfly spring was crying, complaining to the passers-by, who actually drove the butterflies away?
The car is gradually moving away, has forgotten the dream day and night think of the appearance of the Butterfly Spring, more forget the real Butterfly Spring look. Although I have personally visited her, eyes to see her clear, although I have dreamed over and over again to imagine her enchanting figure. Butterfly Spring, just today, has been from my dream, lost.