Documenting my romantic life
In the magnificent picture scroll of the land of Hunan, there is a blue blood, that is the Xiangjiang River. The history that flows through her is not only the mother river of Hunan, but also a witness of the years. In her arms, countless stories, legends and histories are precipitated, waiting to be explored.
The shore of the Xiangjiang River is like a holy place to purify the soul. The morning light is slightly dew, I stroll to the bank of the Xiangjiang River, the breeze is light, with the freshness of the morning dew, gently brushing my cheeks. The mist is like a veil, lingering on the surface of the river, like a fairyland. On the river, the fishing boats are leisurely rippling, the fishing songs are graceful and melodious, the song is like silk, ethereal on the Xiangjiang River, as if it is the whisper of history, and like the call of the earth.
The green mountains in the distance, like smoke, are reflected in the clear river water, like a natural ink painting. I felt like I was in the middle of a painting, and my mind was more peaceful and relaxed than ever. At this moment, I feel as if I am one with nature, feeling the pulse of the earth and listening to the song of the river. All this beauty makes me feel the poetry and distance of life.
Walking along the Xiangjiang River, I enjoyed the scenery on both sides of the river. Lush greenery and flowers, people enjoy leisurely strolls or enthusiastic conversations. Ancient docks and temples are complemented by modern buildings and sculptures, and the scene of ancient and modern blending is breathtaking. I was intoxicated by the tranquility and beauty, and I couldn't help but recall the legends and stories about the Xiangjiang River. This was once the place of Qu Yuan's exile, and it was also the place where Jia Yi wrote poems. How many literati and writers have left poems here that have been praised through the ages. At this moment, as I stand here, I seem to be able to feel their emotions and thoughts at that time, as if they are blended with history.
The afternoon sun, like a tender touch, gently sprinkled on the river, sparkling, like a dream intertwined with gold and silver. I sat by the river, letting my thoughts drift in the wind, and my mind was extremely relaxed. On the banks of the Xiangjiang River, there seems to be a magical magic that can make people forget the troubles and troubles of the world. This is a pure land where we can let our minds fly and find ourselves.
As the sun gradually sets, the banks of the Xiangjiang River gradually become lively. People come to the river, or leisurely fishing, or happily playing in the water, or quietly enjoying the beautiful scenery of the night. The Xiangjiang River at night has a unique charm, and the lights on both sides of the river are brilliant, like a bright jade belt lying horizontally under the night. The bank of the Xiangjiang River at night is like a unique landscape, giving people incomparable visual enjoyment.
This trip to the Xiangjiang River has given me a deeper understanding and understanding of this mother river. Xiangjiang River is not only a river, but also a kind of sentiment and a spirit. It has witnessed the glory and glory of Hunan, and also carries the emotions and memories of countless people. It is hoped that the Xiangjiang River will continue to maintain its beauty and purity in the future, and become a place of yearning in the hearts of more people.