October: One of our pleasures in Taiyuan: going to the Wetland Park!

Fenhe River passes through the city (artificially watered), and Fenhe Park is built on both sides of the river. The section from Shengli Bridge to railway bridge is also called Wetland Park. Wetland park, original ecological school. A large area of reeds, a large area of green land, a large area of lotus ponds, a large area of river water, and waterfowl pass by the water. A simple wooden bridge and two spires. In the middle of the river is a long island with dense reeds and crooked willows. Few people go to the island, and there is a path among the trampled reeds that no one has seen for a long time. Suddenly, a figure appeared, fishing. You were shocked, and he was also shocked and said, "You scared my fish away!" " "I have experienced such a thing. I have been to the island in the middle of the lake twice. Once, I walked alone to photograph the reeds in autumn. Large tracts of reeds stand there. After the wind blew, they fell to one side. White reeds are like flying flags with the light and shadow of the sunset on them. I was fascinated by it. Too many reeds cling to the water, and I think of a song: "There is a beautiful woman on the other side of the water ..." "I hope a beautiful girl will come by boat. Spending the summer with my husband again. There is a lot of rain in summer, the lake rises a lot, and reeds are also soaked in the water. I don't know how deep the water is below. My husband explored the road ahead and let me walk in his footprints. When I came down, half of my shoes, socks and pants were wet. Come back and tell your friends, and they say, it's too bold. How can I go alone? If something really happened, no one would tell me. I replied cheerfully: it's nothing anyway! I like to go to the wetland park in the rain. It is foggy and rainy. Rivers, islands, trees, flowers and plants, and fairy-tale cabins are all vaguely in the water mist. Often a person, holding an umbrella, walked step by step along the wooden plank road. There are few tourists, the air is extremely fresh, and it is very satisfying to inhale deeply. Stop and look at the water drops on the flowers and leaves. They are crystal clear and rolling around. I like them very much. Like me, there are fat magpies, which feel fresh on rainy days. They are always jumping around on the green space. As soon as you get close to it, they fly away with flapping wings. They quack on the branches and look at you with their heads tilted. And the ducks on the water are looking at people with their heads tilted stupidly. It's raining harder and harder. Two by two, three by three, three by five, the flapping wings of waterfowl emerge from the reeds, causing ripples on the water surface, pushing them away layer by layer and pushing them away again. I have been there on a snowy day, and the deep and heavy snow actually met new people to take pictures. The bride stood in the snow in her wedding dress. The child's face was red with cold, and he kept stamping his feet. The groom looked at it regretfully. Hehe ... the power of love is really great, so great that a weak little girl dares to wear a wedding dress in the snow and ice. I like that wooden bridge, which often reminds me of the southern water town. The ancient village was dark and experienced thousands of years of wind and rain, as well as small bridges left by men, women and children, footprints left on the bridges and resounding laughter. I like the lotus pond, where the setting sun hits the green umbrella-shaped lotus leaf. Some lotus flowers stand proudly on it, while others hide shyly in the lotus leaf, which is as different as people. Just like the clouds in the sky, the four seasons are different, and the morning and evening are different. The most beautiful is autumn. The sky is high and far away, and big white clouds gather, change, spread and stretch ... At dusk, the sunset sets a golden edge on the white clouds, and then refracts into a rose to cover the earth, and night falls. Spring breeze, summer rain, autumn moon, winter snow. Wetland park brings me too much happiness all year round. I like it there, so every friend asks where to go. I will insist: go to the wetland park! Large tracts of reeds spread close to the water surface, and reeds are as long as water. Wild ducks swim on the water, and all kinds of waterfowl emerge from the reeds and flap their wings to fly to the blue sky. There are photographers standing there for hours, waiting for the wonderful moment. In technical terms, this is called "bird hunting". The photographer waited quietly in the park, which aroused the curiosity of the employees? "What on earth are they going to do?" This is me! That summer, squatting by the water, splashing water left this moment. The fly in the ointment is that the wooden bridge is not fooled. That wooden bridge often reminds me of the southern water town. The ancient village is dark and has experienced thousands of years of wind and rain. Footprints left on the bridge and loud laughter made me look crooked in the rain. But bathing in the rainy spring rain adds a fairy tale color, reminding people of distant Denmark, the seven dwarfs, Snow White and the witch. To be honest, you will be a little disappointed. The two huts, one is a canteen and the other is a bathroom. It's raining softly in the sky, sometimes it doesn't. The huge park is shrouded in rain and fog, stopping in the fog and letting my thoughts fly in the rain. Rural scenery! Look at this wooden fence. Look at the morning glory wrapped around the wooden fence. Morning glory is like a small trumpet, playing the "pastoral symphony" one by one with its mouth open. The weather was not very good that day, and the clouds were thick. The sun tried to penetrate the clouds. Wildflowers by the water are also trying to promote themselves. Huang Cancan's, stretched out his neck, proudly blooming. In the corner by the water, reeds, wild flowers and weeds are growing and opening freely. The ripples and reflections on the water surface are also beautiful, which is even more interesting if there are a group of wild ducks swimming. This was taken on foot. A person wandered around the wetland park for a long time. On the way back, I met my husband's two classmates and repeatedly invited them to continue their journey. After I came back, I went further and met this bunch of reeds in a more primitive place in the BMX training base. This photo in the sunset makes me a little proud. It was also that day, and it was also by the water. The sun, which is about to fall into the western hills, radiates residual rosy, leaving a series of silhouettes of buildings, trees and rivers. Silhouettes are shrouded in the soft twilight, casual and warm. After the rain, all kinds of clouds scattered, smeared and changed freely in the blue sky, lying on the grass and watching them walk slowly. Change slowly, that feeling is really good! This is my husband's classmate who loves photography. He patted the lotus pond and I patted him. It was getting late and I was about to turn away when the sun suddenly penetrated the clouds again. The sunset poured out the afterglow of life and filled the lotus pond. Although the sun went down, the light was still bright, falling deeply and shallowly on this lotus leaf and that shy Bai Lianhua. I was very moved by the beauty of that moment! This kind of wooden plank road winds into the distance, and the grass swings up and down from the cracks in the wood, full of wild interest and poetry. Taiyuan Boyou Lichuan took a very charming photo with it as a model. I'll take one, too. It's not attractive, just for realism. Travel Guide: Any bus in the city heading for Shengli Bridge East will do.