I like rain, and I like rain in all seasons. I like the spring rain, and I like the fine drizzle. Spring is full of vitality and everything is revived. The arrival of the spring rain adds a strong sense of spring to the colorful spring. On the morning of early spring, I walked on a quiet path. Suddenly, a drop of water fell from the sky. I reached out and another drop fell into my hand. Gradually, more water drops fell. My mouth slightly tilted upward, stopped, looked up, closed my eyes and enjoyed the spring rain. I like the rain in summer, and I like the torrential downpour. Summer is dry, sultry and sweaty. The arrival of summer rain made the violent summer erase my nature and become calm. In the cool noon in summer, I hide in the house and blow the air conditioner. Suddenly turn off the air conditioner and run to the balcony, hoping it will rain early. After a while, raindrops as big as beans poured down, and every raindrop seemed eager to see people's smiling faces. After the rain, I felt very comfortable. I like autumn rain, and I like the bleak short rain. Autumn is sad, but also sad, the arrival of autumn rain, for this lonely autumn, but it is a comfort to everything. This is even more frustrating. I stood in the yard, looking up at the sky. Suddenly, a drop of water hit my cheek. At that time, I had an unspeakable feeling. It's really great. Gradually, more water drops hit my face, hands, clothes and feet. I like the rain in winter. I like rain like rain but not rain and snow. In winter, the wind is biting. It covers the crops with a thick quilt. On a cold winter night, I can't sleep over and over, so I just put on my cotton pajamas and open the curtains to breathe fresh air. Suddenly, I froze. The ground downstairs is covered with a layer of white things. When you look closely, it's snow. The whole community is covered with snow. The scenery was so beautiful that I yawned, closed the curtains and fell asleep soon. I like rain, and I prefer it. In different seasons, they will show people their different sides in different ways. The four seasons of rain have their different personalities, different aspirations and different roads, but they get together and become close sisters. White and flawless clouds are embedded in the sky. They have no lines, just like rendering with pigments, and they are mixed with each other. Under the breeze, some run on the blue grassland like sheep; Have a plenty of Malik Pentium, dust like waves; Others are like a jade dragon soaring in the air. Its majestic posture, amazing speed and thrilling roar make people uneasy! In the distance, green hills can be seen faintly. They are continuous, just like teenagers holding hands and singing the glory of spring! In the breeze, butterflies dance with wicker; The fiery peach trees add some beauty and vitality to the dazzling spring. The blooming flowers are burning and snowing, emitting bursts of fragrance. Green grass, with the wind blowing, holds hands and sings for spring. This reminds me of the poet Bai Juyi's poem "The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons." This shows the vitality of grass. Bright green leaves, animal vitality and colorful flowers come together like a market, forming a colorful spring! A few pairs of lively and exquisite swallows flew from the south, adding a lot of vitality and color to the spring scenery! Some fly from the rice fields here to the willows there in an instant; Some flitted around in the sky, twittering as if singing and dancing, and became lovely little actors between heaven and earth; Some swept across the lake, and the little red belly occasionally touched the water surface, and then swept to the sky, flying freely, leaving elegant ripples. The little frog woke up from hibernation, jumped out of the cave and took a big breath of fresh air. A "wow" and a "quack" constitute a sweet spring hymn. Orioles, sparrows, orioles and magpies are all singing loudly in the branches, singing this charming, beautiful and warm spring! Blue sky, white clouds, green grass, green leaves and vibrant animals naturally form a spectacular and beautiful picture! Autumn autumn is about as fragrant and pleasant as spring; There are not so many small creatures singing in summer; Not as beautiful as winter. However, it is the most beautiful in my heart. Although autumn is not as gorgeous as spring, it has a unique color-red. Maple leaves only blush in autumn. Seen from a distance, they are as red as the morning glow, and all the mountains are dyed red. When the wind blows, maple leaves float down like red snow. So people can enjoy it. Although there are not so many small creatures in autumn as in summer, the scenery of fallen leaves in autumn is much better than them. When the wind blows, the leaves fall with the wind, and there is always a sound, as if to tell everyone loudly: "Who said there are no butterflies in autumn?" Am I not? How about it? Beautiful! "Although there is no white clothes in winter in autumn, its orange clothes are also good! And it's much warmer than that white skirt in winter. Autumn also has many unique features. In autumn, plants seem to be rushing to the barber shop. Some people may ask, "Why do they go to the barber shop? "Dye your hair, of course. They should also follow the fashion! In autumn, osmanthus trees are in full bloom, so that people far away can smell the intoxicating fragrance. In autumn, it will make the farmers' uncles very happy, because the grain and fruit they have worked so hard to grow have been harvested. Wow, the thought of my favorite green orange makes my mouth water. Autumn is a season that I miss. The fallen leaves in the yard and my thoughts piled up in a thick pile, but the full rice made the world in my heart happier. The Great Rift Valley, the Great Rift Valley has always been the best choice for nature lovers and backpackers. Because the East Rift Valley is rich in culture, food and Vientiane attractions, it feels out of reach just because it is located on the east coast with traffic restrictions. Joining the "Backpack Tour Group" in the series of activities of "Riding in Taiwan Province Province -2009" is to make friends with the easiest and simplest itinerary, the most economical gameplay and the most natural experience, so that everyone can start at any time by picking up their backpacks and enjoy Vientiane culture, gourmet snacks and the East African Rift Valley with rich attractions. In order to make Mizuho bicycle lane more complete, the longitudinal management office specially transformed the old railway from Berry to Fuyuan into a bicycle lane, and connected it with 193 road, forming a circular bicycle lane with a total length of 29 kilometers. This complete Mizuho bicycle lane passes through the East Rift Valley Management Office, Grapefruit Garden, Saint College and Fuyuan Old Street, and passes through several aboriginal tribes. In addition to enjoying the magnificent vertical valley style, riders can also explore traditional houses with cultural characteristics. On the way back, you can run parallel to the railway along the central mountain range and enjoy the romance of sunset. The backpacker group's itinerary covers bicycles, food and culture. In terms of cycling, starting from Liyutan (see photo), you can not only feel the windy journey of Baibaoxi, but also go all the way to find the crisscross of Tunxi and Baibaoxi, weaving a picture of green mountains and green waters. In terms of food, the aboriginal cuisine in the tree house in Liyutan, the roast plum chicken in Yuelu, the jiaozi against the wall in Mizuho, and the honey-scented black tea in Wuhe Tea Garden. It is worth mentioning that there are also a series of rice snacks made of good rice on Taitung Pool, so that everyone can personally taste the Q degree and sweetness of rice on the pool. On the cultural journey, let's go back to the past and just visit. Whether it's the Japanese immigrant village in LAM Raymond, the Hakka residence, the Japanese relic Longtian village, or the red leaves that beat Japan and became famous overseas, we can follow a little clue to retrieve the long-forgotten memories. The East Rift Valley gives you an amazing feeling all year round. There are hot springs in winter, flowers in spring and tribes in summer. Slow down and breathe the air from unpolluted mountains and forests. Snow in winter I like spring with flowers and birds, lush summer and fruitful autumn, but I prefer snowy winter. Miss Winter left her mother-in-law's class in a hurry and came to the world with a gift to nature. In early winter, it was a beautiful and noble princess who waved her magical veil and sent a piece of snow. Look! Small snow grains, like sugar, fluttered in the air, not in a hurry to land, as if reluctant to leave the sky. They quietly jumped into the collars of pedestrians and disappeared silently. Then, pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as clean as jade, as white as silver, fluttering down from the sky and kissing the earth after a long separation. Slowly, slowly, the little snowflake becomes bigger, thicker and denser, just like someone shakes Yushu Qionghua hard, and white petals fall down one after another; Later, it snowed harder and harder. Little snowflakes pulled me in mid-air. You hugged me and I hugged you, falling from the sky like countless torn cotton balls. At this time, the whole world is on the verge of confusion and beauty. Get up in the morning, it's foggy in winter. After the fog cleared, a wonderful scene appeared immediately: thick frost condensed on the needles of pine trees, like a white autumn chrysanthemum; Fallen leaves are covered with white snow, just like white jade trees; The weeping willows are wrapped in silver, and the bushes are surrounded by white coral bushes, which is puzzling and is in a fairy tale world. The trees along the road are covered with silver flowers, which are furry and thicker than before. The buildings shine with dazzling Yin Hui like Joan's hug. The path is like a white carpet, and a painter who seems to have wonderful hands painted a white and pure pattern for the earth. Snow, with its pure soul, moving beauty and magical changes, has won the love of many literati and left tens of thousands of eternal songs. It is really "Mei has no snow and no spirit, and snow has no poetry." "Sunset poetry snows all day, making ten springs with plum." Liu Zongyuan said, "There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths. A boat with a leaf, a bamboo coat, fishing alone in Jiang Xue "once showed a quiet scenery in front of people! When you visit green mountains and green waters, when you bathe in the sun and rain, when you walk under the stars, when you take a nap in the grass and wild flowers … I don't think anyone will marvel that nature has created such a masterpiece. I also visited many places in my memory, including the steep Huangshan Mountain, the beautiful Guilin, and ... But that trip to Jiuzhaigou completely surprised me. Jiuzhaigou can be described by more than one word "beauty"-there are quaint plank roads, colorful forests, green lakes, misty clouds, majestic snow-capped mountains, unique or peculiar waterfalls ... Oh, yes, there are Tibetan stockyards full of ethnic customs ... Perhaps, having any of them is a beautiful scenery. Before, we heard that Tibetans called the lake here Haizi-the son of the sea, which is true. When I first saw the lake in Jiuzhaigou, I really took it as blue lagoon, the son of the sea, which was worse than the blue ocean. However, after all, it is a lake, which is much smaller than the boundless sea. No wonder Tibetans call the lake here Haizi! Walking on the plank road near the water's edge, when you look around, the blue lake water and the color of the colorful forests on the surrounding mountains form a strong sense of layering. The color of the tree is green, dazzling red, simple dark green and elegant yellow ... Seeing the wonderful combination of the color of the lake and the colorful forest, I can't help but be grateful to nature, the grace of nature, and the wonderful visual enjoyment that nature has brought us! In addition to the blue water color, Haizi has another feature-clarity. The lake is deep, even as deep as 103 meters, but it feels only one meter deep-because you can easily see the bottom of the lake, and the fish at the bottom of the lake are either "motionless" or "dead". Some people even muttered: "It is said that there is no fish when the water is clear, but why are all the fish here so happy?" What's more, he recited Chairman Mao's poem: "There are countless beautiful people in the mountains and rivers, and heroes are bent over." Yes, in Jiuzhaigou, who will not be impressed by the creation of nature? Who wouldn't be grateful to nature? After reading all kinds of Haizi, I still feel something is missing. After thinking about it, I suddenly found that there seems to be some lack of vitality here. All the scenery and colors here are beautiful, gorgeous and dazzling, but after all, they are still life, lying quietly, making people unaware of the slightest vitality. With such a desire to find some vitality, I kept looking around, but I didn't find the vitality in my heart. So, I took a few steps forward, hoping to make new discoveries. For an instant-when my eyes crossed a mountain, I saw a reed in front of me. I blinked-I didn't read it wrong, but generally speaking, reeds grow below 800 meters above sea level, but Jiuzhaigou's altitude reaches 3000 meters. Why do reeds grow on such a plateau? Besides, why do the reeds grow taller and taller here? Yes, the plateau is undoubtedly a harsh environment for reeds, but these reeds did not shrink back and gave up this place-they chose to adapt to the environment, chose to bravely challenge their living environment, chose to face the reality, and chose to rely on their own efforts to prove that reeds can also grow at an altitude of 3000 meters or even higher! As a result, they succeeded, successfully growing on this plateau, even higher and bigger than those reeds settled on the flat land. Walking on the plank road, I can't help but be impressed by this group of tenacious reeds. In my eyes, they are not just a group of reeds-in my eyes, they symbolize the indispensable spirit and tenacious will of today's people. Perhaps, if a person can be like this reed, not succumb to the harsh living environment, face the reality and have a tenacious will, then he will be as successful as this reed on the plateau! With this understanding, I can't help but feel more grateful to nature, not only because it brings us visual enjoyment, but also because nature gives me inspiration in life.