"Zhi Qiang_Literary Essay: Travels of Hushan Park"
Yesterday, in the late autumn, I chose to relax and enjoy the Tiger Mountain; I visited the Laojun Hall and the Queen Mother Spring one by one, which were sparsely populated and the ancient trees were stretched, and they were even more quiet and empty, and the places for self-cultivation and self-cultivation were also places.
Turning back to the dust spring, I still see the grand situation of people gathering heads and competing to draw water, which is a spring that benefits the four directions, and since I was a child, I have often remembered: There are many people in the tea ceremony, so the spring is sweet and refreshing.
This spring used to be a rough slate, but now it has been set up with a well ring and a spring pavilion, which has a new look and smiles at guests from five continents.
Choosing the road to the east, crossing the Eight Immortals Bridge and going north, but seeing the ravines and rocks protruding, this is the reason why it has been washed away by the mountains and rivers for millions of years.
The mind is not lost, down to the rock, cross-legged and sit on it, closed eyes, chatting for short repairs. Surrounded by the Ming Creek, people's hearts are racing; think of the ancient and modern emperors and generals, the great lords and the ming jun: what is happy, the end is nothing, suddenly flying dust also...
After resting and then ascending to the northeast, the new tour route around tiger mountain is impressive; I do not like the flatness, and I choose the forest mountain stone path to run, and go up to the highest place, naihu mountain pavilion. Standing here and looking around, but seeing the breeze floating, the mountains swaying, and the lush greenery, it makes people feel intoxicated and ...
Take a break Down the north path of Tiger Mountain, fuzuo westward to the Tiger Mountain Reservoir, its reservoir is not large, but the ancient meaning is senran, doubly feel vast as Sifu...
A circle of travel, but there must be a return; he is lucky to meet, and then light cloud ears...
【Tai: Qiu Zhiqiang Essay on October 27, 2021, 6:00 a.m._Taizhi】
