Erhai Chen Fan Hotel

From Weihai municipal government to the east, drive along the quiet and narrow road by the sea to the northeast, and you can reach a fairyland on earth far away from the hustle and bustle of the city in about five minutes by car.

Tao Yuanming's "Peach Blossom Garden" records that the fisherman got lost and strayed into the Peach Blossom Garden. It was such a scene: it was very narrow at first, and he only took ten steps to get through, and suddenly he was enlightened.

Yes, that's the feeling! After passing Haiyuntian (Hotel) along the main road, we ushered in downhill diving. It is like a three-dimensional picture in front of us: behind the blue sky are green trees, which reflect red tiles, and the green trees and red tiles cover the shadowy white building. They are all randomly and lazily distributed along the mountain. No one wants to steal anyone's thunder, and no one wants to get too close to anyone. Just like hermits who like to live alone, they keep their lofty and elegant, and keep a proper distance from each other. People can't tell whether the tree is greening the small building or the small building is embellishing the tree. You have me, I have you, you lend me a red tile, I give you a shade, you hold up a blue sky, and I stand as a castle. So seamless, harmonious and beautiful

On the right side of the road is an open and beautiful seaside park-Haiyuan Park. Here, various ornamental trees are busy showing us their most beautiful side all year round.

In the early spring, the most tender and tender goose yellow and new green opened the dusty frozen soil, and the slender grass buds blew the horn of the New Year. This faint sound woke Yingchun and forsythia. They use the most vivid yellow to express the most vivid vitality, and they continue to spread the message of spring with small speakers.

Listen, Magnolia is gathering strength. One day, it finally had enough strength to open the furry green buds and flowers, so the tree was full of flowers, full of beauty and joy. Rain or shine, there are always pink "clouds" and white "clouds" in the park these days. The curtain of spring has been opened, and the Yulans, as the first group of the orchestra, appear with shocking momentum.

The park is full of excitement! Dwarf shrubs, tall trees, young trees and old trees are all black and pink.

Peach blossom, plum blossom, plum blossom, everyone is scrambling to bloom with branches. It is really the beauty that all kinds of pink can't be expressed in words, which makes you feel that the color of this flower is beautiful, and immediately feels that the beauty of pink is more appropriate. This pink is as young and handsome as a girl, and that pink is as enchanting and sexy as a young woman.

Even if the colors are exactly the same, the single-layer and multi-layer flowers are different, which brings different visual aesthetics to people. In my opinion, plum blossom is a kind of flower that is difficult to bloom. Their original designs were beautiful. They already have so many petals. They already have so many beautiful colors, but they still insist on full branches. They are really full of branches. Because even if there are only a few branches as slender as chopsticks and as tall as children, they are full of flowers. They are tightly packed. You step on my skirt, I cover your sleeve, you hold my jade hand, and I touch your sweet shoulder. It seems that everyone is competing to show their uniqueness, and everyone seems to be dancing the most wonderful group dance of Qixin in Qi Xin.

After that, it will be the world of cherry blossoms and begonia flowers. Perhaps tourists are afraid that the grass is weak, the delicate spring is missing, and the enthusiasm of plum blossoms is tired. Perhaps it is the nature of flowers that makes cherry blossoms less conspicuous. It's not that they don't work hard to blossom more, but even if the trees are full of flowers, people won't deliberately look at them. There is a saying that all the efforts you can see are not real efforts. Perhaps Sakura knows this best. Therefore, when they choose to bloom, they will use elegant colors to combine the power of blooming. At this point, I think cherry blossoms should be the representative of people with soft appearance and full of wisdom. Could it be that the ancestors of cherry blossoms were influenced and edified by Taoist culture? Or cherry blossom artists are proficient in painting, know the charm of blank space, and use the desalination and lack of color as a blank pen for overall aesthetic feeling. Or do cherry blossoms know how to express themselves, and know how to tell more in silence than in voice strategy? In short, cherry blossoms are the perfect representative of wisdom and beauty to me.

When the cherry blossoms and begonia flowers in the park call off, there will be various small special performances. After all, spring is a world of flowers. However, there will be special performances. It will give people time to appreciate their own beauty slowly, instead of being overwhelmed and suffocated by a big wave of beauty like spring.

Early summer is a special show of wild roses, azaleas and Coreopsis. The hillside on the north side of Haiyuan Park is covered with azaleas. I think the appreciation of azalea from a distance is the best. Because just looking at its flowers is not amazing. But from a distance, under the blue sky and white clouds, on the edge of the blue sea and blue waves, this sea of flowers, which is full of vitality and tragic, not only gives us infinite strength, but also hurts me.

Next to Yingshanhong, out of sight, is the memorial hall of South China University of Technology built underground. Every time I see this piece of azalea, I think of another picture: people in rags, carrying simple bags, leave their homeland by boat from here, and then transfer to a big ship somewhere to go to a strange country, doing the hardest and most tiring work and being oppressed by inhuman people. ...

It is said that my husband's uncle left Weihai from here, and the experience in the middle is unknown. He only knew that he had traveled several places and finally died in Canada. He is a lucky man because he survived that difficult time. He is also an unfortunate man. In his twilight years, he can only sleep on the other side of the ocean far from his hometown.

I remember the news of my uncle's death. Brother-in-law took several younger generations to burn paper money at the seaside, facing the other side of the sea, and sent the old man the last journey. My brother-in-law said that my uncle left by boat from here, and we sent him to his old man's house as we did then. It's just that this time, it's farewell. I haven't met my uncle, so I can't talk about any feelings from an intimate point of view. However, I can still feel deep sadness. Maybe at this time, uncle is just a symbol in my heart, and I am just a symbol to him. But the same thing is, all this represents the kinship between Qian Qian's 10,000-year-old generation of Chinese laborers or Hai Piao and their descendants, and between overseas Chinese and China people, which is not related by blood and will not be changed and abandoned by scenery and time.

This mountain red is the painstaking efforts and sweat of the ancestors, and it is the concern that blood is thicker than water.

The red azaleas on the north slope reflect the sea, and there is an island on the sea not far from the east, a small and famous island. Not all islands are called Liu Gongdao, are they? There is a humiliating history here, and there is a bitter war here. During my ten years in Victoria, I have been to Liu Gongdao three times, once with my students, the second with my friends and the third with my daughter's class. To tell the truth, I don't want to go, because it's too heavy for my heart, but the education of the next generation needs to be done. Children don't understand the humiliation, cherish the present peace, the importance of strengthening the country and the army, love our motherland, and be strong when they are young.

The annual blooming of Yingshanhong reminds us that in the era of peace and prosperity, so many people shed blood and died, and this sea area used to be red. Everyone who works, lives and travels here can't forget what happened yesterday and cherish today.

Chinese rose and Chinese rose are not the signs of Haiyuan Park, but when you come to Weihai in early June every year, you come to a quiet seaside tribe, where high-end hotels gather. There are two small bays close to each other, one in the south is a fishing port (full of labor and life, there is a fish market under the park), and the other in the north is an exquisite bay with beaches. The road here is tortuous. There are no skyscrapers on both sides, mainly low-rise buildings. There are all kinds of wild roses and Chinese rose flowers on both sides of the road. No matter how you get there, you can't get out of this "big garden". Congratulations, you have entered the Half Moon Bay Scenic Area!

Haiyuan Park is like the front hall of Banyuewan Scenic Area. There are two roads connecting the front hall and the back room. One is along the footpath of Haiyuan Park, just along the coastline. Walk through the marble road and wooden plank road, then climb the stone steps and wooden ladders and go straight ahead.

If you are here for the first time, you really don't know where the next corner will be, because all we can see is a short journey. The right side of the road is always the sea. Change the scenery, the fishing boat is far away, Liu Gongdao is near, and it is far away.

In front of a pine tree, it leans in the direction of the sea. No matter what your status is, at this moment, if you want to cross from now on, you must bow down humbly before you can pass.

Just after a pass, we immediately saw a steep and straight cliff, but at this time we are standing at the top of the cliff. Can you imagine? The blue sea water under the brown hard rock wall keeps hitting the rock, stirring up white waves every time.

Every time the sea meets a rock, it is smashed to pieces, but we never see it give up, but we see it move on at once. Are we laughing? Just like Ceng Gong, a gentleman on the beam when he was a teenager, he laughed at himself for being too stupid to recite an article in one night. Laugh at his stupidity, but don't give up after so long? Or are we worshipping and worshipping Ceng Gong, having fought nine wars in adulthood and lost nine wars, but writing down nine defeats and nine wars? How to look at one thing is really a matter of opinion. We look at water with our eyes and interpret it with our experience, and there is always suspicion of speculation. Walking out of the narrowness, an ancient passage gave me more enlightenment: "If it is soft enough to stop water, water drops can wear it until it is firm;" If you are good at water, you can save everything in the water. Wisdom is like water, and water is inferior to man, neither humble nor supercilious. "

Not far from the north side of the cliff are several red tile houses and the loess path leading there. Think of it as fisherman's music? When we are excited about the simple atmosphere, we can't help but speed up our steps, but when we get close, we find it is not direct. Just as we describe the ideal beautifully, it is never straight. Eyes are straight, and the road under your feet is curved.

We still stared at the red tile house, imagining the fishermen, fishing nets and harvest inside, and didn't pay attention to how the road under our feet was tortuous. Here we are at last! The red tile house that we have been eager to see is separated from the loess road leading there by a ribbon. It seems that strangers are not welcome to visit casually. Looking into the distance from three red tile houses, there is an unusually wide and flat road in front of you and a new bay in the distance. Oh! That's Half Moon Bay!

My heart like an instant opened a skylight, a bright. Wide roads and broad horizons bring people a great sense of relaxation.

Walking along the road, the first thing you see is the European-style buildings with red spires, which are scattered and orderly. If it is the hour, you can still hear the melodious bell spread far away. Looking for prestige, you can see the towering bell tower in the northwest. Due north is Half Moon Bay, which bends like a half moon. The blue sea, the golden sand beach, the winding wooden plank road and the spire-shaped European-style buildings and clock towers always make people feel like crossing. Isn't this a corner of a small European town?

The sky is clear, the sea is blue, and exotic buildings are unique. If that's all, is it still lacking in vitality? A few more steps forward, I suddenly felt a boiling feeling in my heart, so warm and unrestrained!

I saw it, no! It was them that caught my eye immediately. That's a big piece of Coreopsis. The dazzling yellow is accompanied by the dynamic growth of life, the Yellow Sea fluctuates in the wind, and the flower fairy sways in the wind. Are you elves sent by God? Do you want to inject vitality into people?

Haizi said, "Facing the sea, spring blossoms." What a beautiful sentence and a beautiful realm. But Haizi is gone. I want to know whether Haizi likes the sea very much, whether he has lived by the sea and talked with nature. If, if he was once surrounded by a large area of Coreopsis, would he live strong?

The road in this world, the place in this world, feet can't be measured and touched, eyes can reach it, eyes can't reach it, and thoughts can touch it. Tian Xingjian, the terrain is Kun. When we set foot on this land, we really have too many feelings in meditation.

One side of the scenery moistens several people.