Zhangye is connected to the Western Regions, a pearl on the Silk Road of the Hexi Corridor. An ancient poem said: "If you don't look at the snow on the top of the Qilian Mountains, you mistake Zhangye for the south of the Yangtze River." This shows the pleasant scenery of Zhangye.
As for the beauty of Zhangye, Yun thinks autumn is the most beautiful. From the white dew to the autumnal equinox, Zhang Ye’s autumn appearance is getting more and more impressive day by day. After the cold dew, it suddenly exploded to the extreme. It was so beautiful that it made people stare, suffocate, and it was so beautiful that it made people want it!
Just like many beautiful cities, there is a lake that makes people forget to leave. West Lake in Hangzhou, Shichahai in Beijing, Slender West Lake in Yangzhou, Cuihu in Kunming and Daming Lake in Jinan. Zhangye is no exception. There are three large and beautiful sister lakes in Lushui Bay in the north of the city. They are named Yanran, Yunzhong and Juyan respectively.
? "Juyan" is a Xixia language, which means "moving desert". Nine hundred years ago in the Dongpo era, Zhangye was once the site of the Xixia Guoguo Temple established by the Dangxiang people. Today, the temple is still well preserved, and Sakyamuni Buddha passed away peacefully in the majestic Mahavira Hall.
In the autumn of Zhangye, not to mention the mountains deep in Yanzhi Mountain are red and the forests are dyed, but in the autumn of the Wetland Park and Lushui Bay Scenic Area in the north of the city, the sultry beauty is countless. of flattery. It will surely amaze your eyes and leave you spellbound.
Lushui Bay is adjacent to the Heihe River. Ten years ago it was a rocky beach and a sand quarry. Now, it has become a charming autumn gallery. The three sister lakes are of different sizes and shapes, arranged together in a ladder shape. The water of the Heihe River flows into Yunzhong Lake through Yanran Lake, and finally falls into the lowest Juyan Lake through Xieyu Falls.
The lake is surrounded by walking trails, with lush grass and rows of autumn flowers. There are high embankments between lakes and wide lakes. There are hills and shallow streams on them, and the grass is full of flowers. Tall trees and shrubs such as poplar, tamarisk, fir, cypress, and torch tree are planted throughout, as well as rare tree species such as forsythia, elm-leaf plum, and Xifu crabapple that have never lived in Zhangye before.
Various vegetation are layered on top of each other, and it is green in spring and summer. Every late autumn, the cold wind blows and the vegetation dyes. Under the soft autumn sunshine, the leaves turn into colorful and dazzling colors.
On a sunny autumn day, the sky is clear and blue, and under the blue sky, it looks like oil paintings with heavy colors, or beautiful and charming Grimm's fairy tales.
On an autumn afternoon or a bright morning, walk along the walking trails along Juyan Lake, Yunzhong Lake, or Yanran Lake. The autumn colors come into view and are overwhelming. The wind is shaking the autumn forest, fallen leaves are all over the ground, and there is a golden color under the trees. Looking up at the clear sky, it is as clear as blue. Look at the color of the lake and water, blue above and below. Dongpo's poem, "Blue sky, yellow leaves on the ground, autumn colors in waves, cold smoke and green on the waves." The artistic conception is before our eyes.
Walking along the forest trails, you can clearly hear the sound of fallen leaves falling to the ground. The wind blows through the trees and the rustling of the leaves is like a moving hymn; the changing purple clouds of the setting sun are like a beautiful photographic painting. If spring is the season of flowers, then autumn must be the season of leaves. In the autumn of Zhangye, you will find that every leaf is brewing its most beautiful figure in the quiet beauty of time.
If you are a person who believes in fate, if you are a person who is imaginative, when a leaf falls and gently hits your head, you will definitely think of Han Gong Liuye. , the romantic story of Shu Girl Piaowu.
There are clumps of reeds standing by the water, wearing plain clothes. If it is far away, it seems like it is close. It seems like the person walking out of the "Book of Songs" on the water side, with fluttering clothes, making people feel The most coveted beauty.
Rows of golden poplar forests, patches of torch trees as red as maple leaves, dotted among the green pines and cypresses and other miscellaneous trees, the whole thing looks colorful. Some trees are covered with bright red brocade from head to toe, as if wearing a gorgeous long dress, making the autumn in Zhangye as intoxicating and rich as mellow wine, as gorgeous and enchanting as a noble lady.
? To listen to the sound of autumn, it is best to go to the wetland in the north of the city. Ancient Ganzhou was "half reed city and half city tower". Ming Dynasty poet Guo Shen said, "In Shuiyun Township in the north of Ganzhou city, you can see yellow every late autumn." The north of the city was a popular place for literati, businessmen and tourists to watch the "Autumn Wind of Reeds" in the old days. , Yun thinks that the Ganquan Pavilion standing in the sea of ??reeds is the best.
Ma Xirui, a Qing Dynasty poet, wrote a poem about Ganquan Pavilion, "Looking at the willow branches along the stream, stepping on the moon and climbing the tower, each step becomes clear." Carrying wine to the abyss is worthy of pride, but several times I abandon my drunken pillow and hear the sound of flowing water. "Today, Zhangye National Urban Wetland Park has been built in the north of the city. It covers an open area and has thousands of acres of water. In the park, there are continuous reed streams, flowing springs, and numerous lakes. Every late autumn, the reed flowers are in full bloom, swaying in the wind, like falling flowers in the world. Thousands of hectares of white clouds look like snow, which is spectacular.
Walking on the winding wooden plank road, or standing in the vast sea of ????reeds, watching the cloudy afternoon or the breeze at dusk. The wind blows the reed waves, one after another, surging left and right.
Listen to the whirling reed leaves and the rustling sound in the reed forest. It is like a waterfall falling in a distant mountain, like the sound of rain at night, like thousands of nibbling food, like the tide spreading the sand, like the drifting ice in the valley, like swallowing a whisper, like Weeping like a narrative, lingering, and desolate.
The autumn sound of reeds reminds people of the drunken weeping of Yan City and the tragic song of Chu Zhang. The more you listen to it, the more you feel a huge sadness permeating the world. It makes you feel as if you are in an affectionate and tragic farewell. You are infected by a subtle and indescribable autumn mood, and you can't help but feel sad. , broken liver and intestines.
Listening to the autumn sound of reeds, sometimes a sense of poignant desolation will arise in my heart. It seems to be slowly telling a sad love story, just like a person's night, listening quietly Just like "Bressanone", "Scatello Fair", and "Casablanca", the soul is quiet and peaceful, and there is a wonderful sadness flowing in the body that does not leave for a long time.
? On a bright sunny autumn morning, the wetland in the north of the city has blue water, blue sky, and clear clouds and snowy autumn colors. At this time, you can lean on the Ganquan Pavilion or Feiyan Pavilion, or any corner of the independent wetland, and look around. To the south, the top of Qilian Mountain is covered with snow, like a Yaotai.
? Near the north, on Heli Mountain, the skylight, clouds and shadows change at will. Looking around, all the reed flowers are swaying, light and elegant. In the vast expanse, the stream meanders and appears charming. Long pavilions and short pavilions, plank bridges and plank roads, waterside pavilions and wooden pavilions are scattered in the right place, creating a unique charm.
Occasionally, you can see the vague figures of tourists in twos and threes deep in the green reed flowers, Heli vehicles passing slowly, and sightseeing buses carrying tourists from far away. In one's time alone, autumn is quiet and beautiful.
As the sun sets, on the Hongqiao with a clear stream beside the Independent Sisters Pavilion, you can see thousands of silver candles jumping in the light. The silver is a vast expanse, bright and bright. Heli is on the left, the setting sun is on the right, small bridges and flowing water, Bixi Danshan. Reminds me of Shen Zhou's poem, "The clear water and the red mountains reflect the staff and the quinoa, and the setting sun is still in the west of the small bridge." In this situation, Yu Yun just lacks a staff.
After coding so much, I want to say Which one is more beautiful, the green lake and autumn trees in Luchui Bay, or the sea of ??reed flowers and snow in the wetlands in the north of the city? This reminds Yun of Zhang Ailing's cinnabar beauty Red Rose and White Rose, so the two clouds are wandering under the sky in Zhangye. In some years, the clouds sometimes move east and sometimes west, moving back and forth between the two in order to take a closer look at the beautiful differences between the two.
This year’s autumn seems to be particularly charming and special. Beautiful. After living in the city for a long time, I have been busy with mundane things and have no time to leave the city for many days. Autumn is almost missed. One afternoon in late October, when Yun came to Lushui Bay, it was like entering a colorful world. The ocean.
Sitting on a stone by Yanran Lake, watching the autumn water changing color all the time, the breeze caresses the water, and the ripples come in circles, one after another, near the shore. And disappeared silently. Behind Yun, in a golden poplar forest, four young men wearing black T-shirts and sunglasses with comb hair gathered around a large brown speaker. One of them held a microphone. The same song was sung over and over again, "Sister, you are mine, and I won't allow you to marry into someone else's family... There are thousands of good people in the world, and I am the best person for you..." The affectionate singing passed through the woods. , drifting away in the quiet autumn afternoon sun. It turned out that youth can be so unrestrained and squandered. A couple held hands and romantically walked past the prayer stand, passing by the statue of Tang Monk with his hands folded. . Inside and outside the mortal world, it is actually a practice.
The autumn in Zhangye is both literary and romantic. Autumn water, passionate autumn rain, yellow leaves falling without wind, cold insects in the grass singing silently, walking alone on the forest path, watching the scattered grass and trees, feeling the beauty of the old age, the past is gone, and there is nowhere to trace it, which makes people feel special. A kind of idle sorrow, a wisp of melancholy floated in my heart.
Under the sunset, an old woman with white hair and gray face, wearing a red sweater and black trousers, sat silently under a tree on the roadside with her hands on her knees. Under the still green elm trees, I looked at a row of golden poplar trees not far away. In the cold forest of autumn grass, in the setting sun, the golden spreads were quiet and cold, as if they were the perfect color of life experienced to the extreme. Solemn and solemn.
The scenery is beautiful in the morning, there are only a few tourists, the breeze blows through the soft sunshine, the lakeside is quiet and beautiful, there are young couples with children taking photos of their children, and a pair of girlfriends traveling together. Mi said and walked beside Yun. The mountains in the distance were as beautiful as the moon, the flowers on the lakeshore were as bright as cheeks, the afternoon sun was like wine, the ripples on the water were like satin, and the surrounding poplar leaves were as bright as gold. The grass and trees were reflected, and the water and trees were bright. The fish swim in the shallow bottom, like flying in the air, making the clouds look intoxicated again?
That weekend, the clouds were floating in the wetland in the north of the city, and I saw crane shadows and teal ducks playing in the lake. The swan dances gracefully in the vast mist. Tourists stood under the pavilion in the lake and took photos of the water birds with their mobile phones.
That day, Yun walked on the winding sightseeing plank road in the wetland. Stepping on the pond, looking up to see the reeds and the rippling reeds on both sides is refreshing. The autumn water in the bay is clear and the reed flowers are clean.
A gentle breeze blew by, causing ripples on the water's surface. The reed leaves whirled in my ears, and the rustling sound continued slowly.
Unintentionally listening, one or two ducklings chirped from the reeds deep in the mist, like whispers in the wind. A group of white swans gathered on a floating island made of dead wood in the lake. Some were singing to the sky, and some were spreading their feathers. Suddenly, they got into the water one after another, lined up in a row, slowly slid across the wide water surface, and swam towards a row of waterfront planks on the shore. Their silhouettes in the afterglow of the setting sun, seen from a distance, look like small boats of the same size, poetic and picturesque.
Zheng Peng left Hansai, returned to Yan and entered Hutian. The West Sea is a poor mulberry land, and the weak water is a black river. Rivers and mountains change, history fades away. Going back up the river over time, Yun can still clearly see the autumn scene in Zhangye two thousand years ago from Li Ling's letter to Su Wu: the autumn wind was bleak, the grass and trees were falling, and the northern geese returned to the south, which was desolate and desolate.
At that time, in the land of the Xiongnu royal court, Li Ling described in a letter to Su Wu, "The land of the Xiongnu was covered with ice and snow, and the soil outside the Great Wall was so frozen that it cracked into pieces. It was a desolate autumn in September (Gregorian calendar). In October), the weeds are withering and I can't sleep at night. I listen carefully to the sounds of wild horses in the distance, and the sad neighing of horses. Various sounds are heard in all directions. When I get up in the morning, I can't help but shed tears. p>
In the end, Li Ling said, "Hey, Ziqing, why is Ling alone so sad?" This is what Li Ling saw and heard about the autumn scenery in Saibei and his inner feelings when he first came down. Although Zhangye on the fortress at that time belonged to the Han Dynasty, it was adjacent to the northern part of the Great Wall, so its autumn scene should not be much different from that in the northern part of the Great Wall.
Autumn in Zhangye is different from what it used to be. The politics are clear and the autumn colors are also clear and clear. When you are frustrated in life like Li Ling, when you are wearing bright clothes and angry horses, and are proud of the spring breeze, go for a walk in the autumn of Zhangye. Here the water and sky are of the same color, and the wind and smoke are pure.
In the reedy autumn wind, the reed flowers sway and rustle endlessly. In the haze at dusk, you can see the beautiful scenery of "the setting clouds and the solitary swans flying together", and you can also feel the openness of "the autumn water and the long sky are the same color". At this time, if you appreciate it with your heart, ears and eyes, the worldly dust on your face and worries in your chest will be swept away.
As Yu Dafu said in "Autumn in the Old Capital", "Autumn, no matter where it is, is always good." I personally think that Zhangye's autumn is the best. Its beauty, its broad-mindedness, its special temperament and charm make people wander among the fallen leaves and flying flowers, knowing that the withering of life is like the passing of a fallen leaf, impermanent and short-lived. As a result, people always maintain a humble mood. It also makes people understand the beauty of nature and the beauty of life, so as to cherish time and life more.
Autumn in Zhangye sometimes makes Yun feel that it is like the eyes and smiling mouth of Mona Lisa, natural, peaceful and quiet, with an indescribable beauty and calmness. The autumn in Zhangye is always very different from the autumn elsewhere. "There is a beautiful woman in the north, left behind and independent." One look at it makes people feel happy, and reminds Yun of the beautiful goddess Mi Fei in Cao Zhi's heart.
It also made Yun miss the gentle and sentimental, graceful and sad female ghost in the mountains written by Qu Yuan. She walked vaguely at the bend of the mountain road, "Being taken by Xili Xi to Nu Luo." "Beautiful eyes are affectionate, and her smile is beautiful." She was being taken by Shi Lanxi to be Du Heng. "The posture is graceful and the figure is slim. There is a kind of primitive and mysterious beauty.
Zhangye's autumn is a place of warmth and beauty hidden deep in the years. After dinner and leisure time on weekends, go for a walk in Lushui Bay , sit on the bench and take a look at the lake and mountains. It is the tranquility and leisure of life at this time, with a book and a drink in the warm autumn sun. For tea, drive to the wetlands in the north of the city, be alone in the vastness, read a few lines of text, and listen to the sound of autumn. Even for a while, you will deeply feel the incomparable comfort of being away from the hustle and bustle of the world.
Autumn in Zhangye is not as dry and cold as spring, not like the scorching sun in summer, and not like freezing cold weather in winter. It has the most beautiful appearance of the year: the tranquility of the Heihe Wetland, the magnificence of the canyon and snow-capped mountains, and the colorful Danxia The beauty of the ancient Buddha temple, the desolation of the Gobi desert.
The charm of autumn exuded in the colorful colors is slow and short, and the charm of autumn is long and fragrant. It is not like the Qiu Ru porridge in the south of the Yangtze River, nor the Qiu Rugan steamed buns in the North. It is like Zhangye's special food, unique and unique.
I remember one netizen said: If you love it. If you are alone, take her for a walk in the autumn of Zhangye. The taste of autumn, the colors of autumn, the artistic conception and posture of autumn will definitely make her fall in love with you deeply and unforgettably. If you hate someone, you will also. Take her for a walk in the autumn of Zhangye, where the wind is light and the sky is high, and all the resentments and hatreds will be relieved in her heart (Autumn in Zhangye Yunzhai).