Lu Guangde Village Reservoir Tour

Seven of us attended the wedding of our literary friend Liu Jing and her husband at Haorizi Hotel in Guangde. It was about one o'clock in the afternoon and it was still early. We talked about finding a place to walk and see the scenery of Guangde City. Under the quiet suggestion, we decided to go to Lucun Reservoir in the suburbs to enjoy the scenery there.

Lucun Reservoir is located between Sun Mountain and Xiaoling Mountain in the southeast of Guangde County. It is 0/0 km away from the county seat/kloc-. The center of the reservoir used to be Lucun. After the reservoir was built, some people moved out of Lu Cun. To commemorate this village, it is called Lucun Reservoir. According to records, Lucun Reservoir was built in June 1970, the dam was basically completed in June 1975, and then a hydropower station was built. It is a medium-sized reservoir in Anhui with a catchment area of 139 square kilometers, which is also called Land Rover by the locals.

The man who drove us to Lucun Reservoir was a handsome young man, from a big family named Wang and my husband. He mentioned the illustrator in his article. He is a gentleman, a sunny and handsome young man. He drove us behind the reservoir instead of the dam. The mountain is full of sandy roads, so most people are afraid to drive into the mountain.

When the car went down the hill, I saw an endless reservoir in front of me, and the winding mountain road led to the bank of the reservoir.

It is said that this reservoir is actually a lake. The lake is rippling and sparkling, and there are waterfowl flying on the water, which is refreshing. There are overlapping hills around the reservoir and small peaks in the middle of the reservoir. Water surrounds the mountain and the peak is in the water.

Our feet stepped on the soft yellow soil. There are many maple, pine and chestnut trees on both sides of the ridge. The mountain behind the reservoir is full of tea trees. I seem to see the tea-picking girl in spring, singing "

Bloom in spring,

Tea picking girls are all over the mountain.

Picking tea with a basket,

Pieces of incense were picked,

Choose from east to west,

The tea-picking girl smiled ... "Singing songs, she kept picking tea.

No, we also became tea pickers. I invited Mr. Jiang, and Wang Caizi took a picture for us, leaving a beautiful moment.

While taking pictures, we admire the beautiful scenery here and breathe the fresh air in the mountains. Teacher Jiang picked an old tea in late autumn and put it in his mouth to sleep. He said it smells good.

A careful talented woman, holding a camera, helped us take pictures all the way.

Yuqiong's literary friends, beautiful Lanxi junior, confident teacher Qi, Tathagata's teacher Jiang, Wang Peng and his wife, who are both talented and beautiful, and I am a lively and semi-old, make this quiet hill smart. Standing on the top of the mountain, we have a panoramic view of the scenery below, laughing and laughing, throwing the troubles of the world outside the cloud nine, as if we had come to Xanadu.

In the late autumn afternoon, I saw the red and green maple trees on the hill opposite the reservoir, which was intoxicating and the air was filled with mist. We said with a smile, this place is really a good place to cultivate one's self-cultivation, and it is really a treasure trove to absorb the essence of heaven and earth. No wonder ancient literati all like to come to Song Lin Bamboo Sea in the south of the Yangtze River.

Clouds are the same night, and poetry is self-contained. The beauty of nature, only by letting go of self-investment, can we really feel its beauty.

The trip to Lucun Reservoir left our beautiful footprints in this sentimental late autumn.

About the author: Wang Chunxiang, whose net name is Xue Mei, whose real name is Baihuachun, is from Zongyang County, Anhui Province.

Now living in Shanghai, I like reading, opera, music and traveling. The official account of WeChat is signed by Zheng Xiangyu and Fan Qi Qiwei Magazine.

I have the feeling of floating clouds and wild cranes. I rely on literature in my spare time and feel the peace of life in words. Record the stories in the years with words, and nourish a poetic soul with words.