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Seven methods-Songka Fufang

The sticky dusk clouds of Songkhla Qiu Guang,

Peat-free fertile soil with colored scales.

The rosy clouds are soft, fragrant and windy,

Gentle days are sunny and drizzling.

Hong ge,

Rows of ridges were soaked with dew.

There are many birds,

The fog is boundless and scattered.

The red soil is fertile, the rain is dense and the sun is shining. I remember a couplet saying, "A hundred miles of rainbows fly, clouds lie on my shoulders." This idea reminds me of Li Bai's "Eternal Bridge." I wonder who this bridge is for. For love, for a willing heart. Thanks to the photographer Brother Yi for capturing this beautiful scenery. This scene is a poem, which is difficult to describe.

The red land of Leizhou Peninsula is full of infinite poetry, and I am poor. I borrow a beautiful sentence from Huang Tingjian, the Yellow Zongguxian in Jiangxia, which says, "The rainbow is broken, the autumn sky is clear, the mountains are dyed, and the eyebrows are blue ...".

Figure/Yi Rongyu