Songtao photographer

There is a myth that the Weaver Maid of the Heavenly Palace peeped into the world outside the worse gate, saw the hardworking, simple and kind cowherd, fell in love and went down to earth privately. Husband and wife love each other and live a simple but sweet life, but the pot explodes in the sky. The Queen Mother was furious, recalled the Weaver Girl, took the fairy clothes and drew a galaxy to separate them. Since then, the two have separated and it is difficult to be together. The weaver girl cries outside the worse gate every day, and tears fall on the world, so it becomes a beautiful lake here, named Nantianhu.

In the early summer of May, we drove south, climbed mountains and mountains, and met the beautiful Nantian Lake. The grass is tender, the wind is light, the water is blue and sky blue. The legendary Gesang Flower Sea stretches for thousands of acres. At this time, it is just in bud and seems to be waiting for the arrival of the mythical Weaver Girl.

Speaking of it, it is not easy to find the real Nantianhu. Because there are two puzzling towns around the lake, one is Nantianhu Town, and the other is Fairy Lake Town. These imaginative names have caused us a little confusion in finding our way. In fact, Nantianhu is located between high mountains and is surrounded by forest farms. You can get there by car from Fengdu County to the south. Nantianhu is like a shy fairy, hiding all her charming beauty and touching legends in the deep mountains, which is not easy to show. Looking for a fairyland on earth, of course, takes some time!

This alpine lake with an altitude of 1400 meters is rippling with 600 mu of blue waves. The undulating peaks, the blue Ming Che sky and the fluffy white clouds are all reflected in the lake. In contrast, the scenery in the lake seems to be more colorful like oil painting, more elastic like melody, full of natural and artistic interests and very lasting than the actual scenery. When I first came to the lake to see Pinghu, it was love at first sight. Although it was only a superficial glance, I was deeply shocked by her beauty.

We stayed at the Davos Rented Hotel by the lake. On the sunny hillside, an asphalt road leads to all kinds of unique houses. The lawn yard in front of the house is full of crimson azaleas. On the top of the hill behind the house, stands a huge windmill, either standing alone or spinning gracefully. Although it is early summer, it is still cold in such a high-altitude hotel. In the simple room, quilts, blankets, heating and hot water are all available.

Brother Yong, who lives with me, arranged for me to go to the lake to watch the sunset glow. As a senior photographer, he is extremely sensitive to the capture of light and shadow, and the angle he can find is always unexpected. So we walked all the way along the blooming iris, climbed the high-rise building still under construction by the lake in the faint twilight, and had a panoramic view of the lakes and mountains. The vast lake shines with sapphire, and the clear blue waves are like mirrors with curved natural textures. The surrounding green hills rise and fall, like a pair of huge palms, carefully holding this precious gem. This is a kind of beauty that can only be expressed in words. It involves static and dynamic, light and shade, color and curve, photography and painting, literature and music. Even if I searched my heart, the words I described could not vividly describe the beauty of this landscape. I can only silently take a photo with my mobile phone for a while. Even the scaffolding that has not been dismantled has become the positioning line of this beautiful picture, and even the photographer who took pictures at an altitude of 60 meters has become an element in the beautiful picture.

As dusk deepened, we approached the lake and looked down at it, which was another beautiful scenery. The clouds flying in the sky are stained with a faint blush, and the ripples in the water are shining with golden light. As the sun sets, the morning glow gradually gathers at the foot of the mountain, and the water and sky are one color, and the twilight is gradually closing. It seems that this wonderful stage ended early, and people are still passionate and reluctant to go.

The night in the mountains is quiet and serene. Without the noise and neon of the city, I suddenly feel as if the stars in the dark night sky are hanging overhead, looking up at the stars all over the sky. If there is no distant mountain shadow as a frame, I feel that the whole person will fly and be suspended in the night sky. We picked up a meadow and sat down, singing and laughing under the colorful starlight until it was cold.

Everyone agreed to go to the lake to watch the sunrise the next day, so although the mountain is very suitable for lingering in a deep sleep, I struggled to get up at five o'clock to get rid of my drowsiness and went out with Brother Yong. Along the way, the grass leaves are dew, the treetops are smoke, and the birds are singing among the pine trees in the green hills behind them. Brother Yong said that birds in the morning are also sensitive to light and shadow. Facing the sun's light and heat, they spread their feathers and gradually became active. I'm impressed. Listening to the birds singing all over the mountain and chirping tactfully, I am really full of eager expectations for the white light of Dongshan. It's still early, and there are few people on the lawn by the lake. Brother Yong was busy setting up a tripod and putting on a camera by the lake embankment. I just ran back and forth to keep warm and keep out the cold. People who have experienced morning frost and mild cold have different expectations for sunrise, and that kind of eagerness is a bit like a cowherd waiting for a weaver girl by the lake.

The range of white light between the two mountains is getting bigger and bigger. As the surrounding light gets brighter and brighter, I can see the white fog transpiration from the vast lake, which permeates the air and floats straight up. On the maple leaf behind him, dew drops, the grass tips are crystal clear, and the lonely old stumps covered with moss shine. In the sky around the top of the mountain, thin clouds gather and change rapidly, and the color slowly changes from white to yellow, from yellow to red, and finally disappears with the clouds. That red sun burst out, half in the lake and half in the sky, and the warmth of the light on the body felt like a new life. This experience is unprecedented for me and will be unforgettable for life.

Brother Yong said that because of photography, he has been to Nantianhu countless times. There are beautiful scenery here all year round. Flowers in spring, lakes in summer, mountains in autumn and snow in winter make him feel like a postcard. So far, he has not been able to capture the beauty of Nantianhu comprehensively and carefully. This is the magic of nature.

According to the tight schedule, we went to the vast Tianhu grassland, running aimlessly on the grassy flat ground, or simply lying on the ground watching the clouds, windmills spinning, wild pears, white flowers, green hills and the sound of pines. There is a Shui Bo on the low-lying grassland, which is small in area and crystal clear in water, but it is a boulder on the nearby mountain. This Shui Bo has a nice name, called Pearl Lake. There are several oxen walking leisurely by the lake, bells ringing and horses relaxing with the wind, which makes people forget the world. We also went to the secluded wetland of Cormorant Pool. Deep in the forest, the water is shallow and the grass is deep, and thick moss covers most of the water. Colorful colors, or goose yellow, or light green, or light white, or reddish, so beautiful that people tremble. A sudden shower came and went in a hurry, just like a touch-up. Little frog with tail jumped out of the grass nest, and unknown fish and shrimp swam around in shallow water, which brought us endless surprises.

We also went to Mengyue Lake, Paradise Valley and Luanjiashan, and we also wanted to go to the ice and snow theme park and ski resort ... The trip in a few days was too hasty, and the beauty of Nantian Lake was too nostalgic.

Fortunately, Nantianhu has a scientific and forward-looking development plan, and this ancient and mysterious lake will gradually unveil its mysterious veil to the world. We are looking forward to July, when Gesang flowers will bloom. Wait for me to come back.