Nine rooms and a thousand acres of lotus pond, a place where you can mount lotus flowers and take photos with your mobile phone.

I haven't left yet, and the only place to come again is this thousand acres of lotus pond.

On the 2 nd, because of the epidemic, let friends go back to their hometown. After work, I said hello to my family and went straight back to my hometown by car. The purpose of going home is the beautiful scenery around and the dream of many years ... climbing crooked mouth rock once.

The next day, I went to a place that the village thought was worth visiting. In the afternoon, a friend suggested to visit a thousand acres of lotus pond. I didn't know if the lotus pond was still there, so I asked my father-in-law. I didn't leave until after six o'clock because I didn't want to go. I think it's better to take some clothes to the place at the end of the basin and watch the sunset by the river.

Along the way, I was thinking about the fiasco of the lotus pond. I went to the lotus pond once the year when it was first built. I am excited, imagining the lotus flowers in the park and thinking about how spectacular a thousand acres are. I was disappointed when I got to the place. Sporadic lotus flowers stand awkwardly in the pool, and the branches and leaves dare not stretch, for fear that the thin flowers will be swept away by the wind. Some are curled up in the dry pool, and it is difficult to see the nobility of lotus flowers.

Just got off the highway and didn't reach the bridge, a faint fragrance came to my face. Looking around, a piece of green reached the foot of the mountain against the sun, and some flowers stretched out into the sky and struggled to retain the departing sun. Some are quietly leaning on the leaves, ready to watch the change of sunset glow in the sky. Some hide under the leaves and listen to the running water singing.

We can't wait to push away the interlaced lotus leaves, looking for the one that can embrace the lotus river bank, pulling up the one we like mercilessly, and wanting to take a photo with it. Unfortunately, maybe we are too vulgar to deserve such clean things, so we gave up ourselves and dragged our friends to foil this noble flower and give her a little fireworks.

Unfortunately, I came a little late. Most of the lotus flowers have been picked into flower bones. As the sun sets, the lotus flower becomes a silver spearhead, standing and guarding this territory. We didn't go home until we could only see the shadow of the lotus. I remembered that my husband said that the best time to see the lotus was 8: 00 a.m. 10, thinking of coming back at the best time that day. Arriving at the lotus pond yesterday was another scene. Full of sunshine is unevenly scattered on the lotus pond. Except for the real flower bones, flowers are trying to bloom, and every petal is bright, just like a jade carving. Leaves do not show weakness, and show themselves in the world one by one.

What I like most about lotus is residual lotus, which gives people a magnificent beauty and reminds people of their mother. Flowers are dying, flowers are dying. In order to find the remaining lotus, I almost searched the whole lotus pond, but fortunately, there were not many, but I looked at the lotus leaves in the pond and wondered if they all left tragically at night.

This lotus pond will be my place of concern for another year. Unlike the lotus in the park, she can only look at it from a distance. Here, you can hug flowers and shoot a camera-like blockbuster with your mobile phone in any frame.