Linzhou Grand Canyon is an AAAA-level tourist scenic spot. There are many strange mountains and rocks here, as well as many modern viewing attractions, such as glass plank roads. The food here is also good, full of customs and customs, putting you in a

In the land of Taoyuan, let me share with you the tickets and detailed geographical location of Linzhou Grand Canyon.

How much is the ticket for the Linzhou Grand Canyon? 30 yuan/person, half-ticket for students. Where is the Linzhou Grand Canyon? In Linzhou City, the northernmost part of Henan Province, the east foot of South Taihang coincides with the weekend. Many friends gather after summer vacation and drive north.

Driving hundreds of kilometers, we reached Linzhou Canyon.

Look at the green trees and green vines, enjoy the gurgling streams, climb the strange mountains and ridges, taste the clear and secluded springs, look at the misty clouds and mist, and marvel at the height and difference of the sky.

After not being close to nature for a long time, once you get close to it, you will feel that your mind is condensing and forming, and you are in harmony with all things.

After returning, I quietly thought about writing, hoping to put the shadowy scenes into writing, but I was afraid that the memory would be diluted over time, the color of the picture would be faded, the throbbing would wither, the artistic conception would be difficult to grasp, and the thoughts would be difficult to write down.

Looking at the mountains from a distance, the mountains are rugged and rugged, and the mountains are like the tops of the clouds.

Looking out from the window, there is light rain, high cliffs, towering peaks, masculine dew, staggered platforms and walls, undulating hills, wind and clouds, clouds and mountains surrounded by mist, as if in a fairyland.

The canyon is deep and unfathomable. The trees are strong, the sun is blocked by the dense green, the green is dripping, and the sea of ??trees is rippling.

Close your eyes and contemplate, feeling relaxed and happy.

The wild flowers on the edge of the cliff are fragrant and luxuriant, scattered among the bushes, with swaying curtains, standing in the wind, with a faint fragrance floating, calm and composed, and a majestic character.

Not as graceful as the peony, not as delicate as the rose, not as prosperous as the peony, not as rich as the chrysanthemum.

Just like the stubborn stone, the proud winter plum, the tenacious pines and cypresses, they are unruly and independent.

The free and easy temperament is impressive.

Get off the car and walk in a zigzag way, about a hundred steps, to Wangxiangyan.

It is said that Shang King Wu Ding and Prime Minister Fu Shuo both lived here, so later generations called it so.

As far as the eye can see, there are cliffs surrounded by twisting and turning snakes, stretching for several feet and reaching into the sky.

Their power and canine teeth are mutually exclusive, and their origin cannot be known.

A group of six people gave alms, wandered for a long time, talked and laughed happily, and climbed up the stairs.

When we first entered the forest, we saw towering ancient trees, blocking out the sky and the sun. There was a gentle breeze and a cool breeze. There was no scorching sun, no steaming heat.

The stone steps are winding, the winding paths lead to secluded areas, the roads are flat and open, and there are many tourists.

Some people are carrying heavy loads, or they are taking a nap while leaning on a stone. They are shouting in front and responding to each other, hunched over and carrying people around. There is constant traffic and bustle.

After walking for several miles, I rarely see springs. I occasionally hear the sound of water and knock jade on the ice. I am ecstatic and follow the sound.

But in the open terrain, surrounded by shallow pools, the water is clear to the bottom, pebbles are lined up, moss grows on it, the breeze blows on the face, and the ripples are lingering.

The water is so clear that when you touch your fingertips, you will feel the tingling sensation, refreshing and comfortable.

Halfway through the journey, the child's strength was unbearable. His legs felt like lead, his steps were hobbling, he was sweating like rain, rushing to put on his clothes, his mouth was dry, and he was panting.

The child Xinyu, my friend's niece, is only five years old and is traveling with me.

My friend wanted to go ahead with it, but was politely refused, and replied: "If you have the strength, you can still persevere, and I swear to go forward and retreat with you."

The bold words of a child have the power to swallow up mountains and rivers. Everyone looks at each other, looks up to the sky and smiles, accompanied by the melodious singing of birds. There are mountains and ravines, long forests of ancient trees, turbulent clear streams, and mist in the sky swaying in the wind, echoing in the valleys.

The road to the cliff is long and long.

The cliff plank road hangs halfway up the mountain, with no ground below.

The steps are made of wood and are narrow and cramped. It is difficult to walk along them, with the sound of wind and stains of sweat.

Pass through the power of Cangshan Mountain, capture the gentleness of the sea of ??clouds, touch the majesty of the cliff, and enjoy the spectacular scenery.

Wandering around in the clouds a thousand times, suddenly looking back is the human world.

When you climb to the top, you can see the clouds and mist lingering, and the scenery is spectacular. It is a good place to "be at the top of the mountain and have a panoramic view of all the mountains." Night is approaching at Xiaoyu Inn and we will return along the way.

When we reach the foot of the mountain, we rest in an inn with a childish name.

The courtyard is very shallow, several feet square, with a counter, a kitchen, a fruit tree, a hanging chair, a wooden table, and square chairs.

The layout is well-proportioned and the landscape is panoramic.

Although the courtyard is small, it is full of charm.

A pear tree stands against the door, its branches and leaves are full of suspense, and the green pear shadows are full of fragrance.

The counter is placed under a tree, with bookshelves behind it.

There are numerous books piled up among them.

There is "Gu Wen Guan Zhi", there is "Four Books", there is "Das Kapital", there are English dictionaries, and the list goes on and on.

Is it just a facade and arty? Or is it decorated with the owner’s old belongings? The truth is unknown and one cannot make any judgments.

The wooden table is located in the center of the courtyard. Four people sit around it, with the bright moon in the sky and human figures on the ground. They are cooking tea, drinking wine, and singing songs with bottles raised. What is life like? This is also a pleasure in the world.

The courtyard is shallow, with a few steps to take; the courtyard is deep, with an antique and leisurely feel.

The courtyard loft is actually an open-air platform.

This is the place where guests enjoy their feast.

The stone is used as the table and the pile is used as the stool. It is uneven and full of interest.

With its back against the fence and facing the green hills, one can see the goings-on of the market nearby, firewood, rice, oil and salt; in the distance one can enjoy the beautiful Daishan Mountain and the cool breeze in the clear moon.

One is far and the other is close, both are natural, and each movement and one stillness complement each other.