The soul is in the dream and the mountains and rivers are far away.

I remember the first time I wanted to go to Jiuzhaigou, a paradise on earth. It was my 20-year-old youth, only knowing love and dreaming of distant places on a simple campus.

? How did it run aground later?

? Anyway, I was born and raised in Sichuan, and there is still time. It takes a long time to drive, and geological disasters always occur in western Sichuan, so forget it; Life is not easy because there are many lessons. How can I get money from my parents to realize "poetry and distance" ... Hesitantly entangled, and finally caught by the shackles and unknown difficulties in front of me.

? Thus, in the wheel of time, things turn around and the stars move. Non-stop graduation, lovelorn, job hunting, internship, From Chengdu to Xi 'an .................................................................................................................................................., I can finally boldly pack my meager luggage and go where I want to go.

? On July 30th, 20 17, Xi 'an departed, transited to Chengdu, and arrived at Jiuzhai.

? Familiar green mountains and green waters, humid and sultry air, once close at hand, through time, looking back, is actually a cross-provincial chase, as a passer-by.

? The car drove through Minshan Mountain and reached Huanglong via Xuebaoding at an altitude of 4,200 meters.

? That place is called "Yaochi on Earth".

? The mountain is not high, and the fairy is famous. Flowing calcified colored pools and calcified waterfalls lie in the terraced fields between mountains and green trees and stroll along the wooden plank road. Looking in different directions, the water in the pool is full of grace. In the evening, a layer of fog and rain hangs over hills, pedestrians, green hills and clear water, and the sparkling water is even more shadowy, which makes people linger and dazzle. ?

? The trip to Jiuzhaigou the next day was really fascinating. Along the way, the clear blue Haizi seemed to be pulled apart, and columns appeared, echoing the green mountains and white clouds on both sides. The blue one is a gem, the green one is a tourmaline, and the white one is a charming gem carved in it. In the constant amazement and cheers of my companions, I rubbed my eyes hard to keep this picturesque scenery in my eyes. This scene, as if also should be the sentence "This scene should only be in the sky, when will the world smell it?"

? How amazing nature is, it can create many beautiful scenery on the earth. One side is green and a little gentle. Water is still the ever-changing water; However, this mountain seems to be no longer that lush mountain. Thousands of trees have quietly sunk to the bottom of the lake, and the eyes can't tell the depth of the lake. But the trees in the water, in the mottled light and shadow, show the world the rings belonging to nature and life.

? Looking back at the place where I met the wind and rain, going back, for me, there is no wind and rain, but it is still sunny. The way home is still kissed by light rain, walking between heaven and earth with a blue and white umbrella. What's my complaint about my life? What's my nostalgia?

? On the way home, I always feel a little tired and attached, and I also heard many stories about the ancient Qiang people along the way. Qiang nationality is an ancient nationality in the west of China, also known as "the nationality on the cloud". The eaves of tribal villages on both sides of the road are mainly white, and the shape of the eaves extending outward is the totem of the horn. The seemingly simple pattern is the belief of the ancient Qiang people.

? A nation must have faith, and so must everyone.

? Looking at the disappearing scenery, Haizi and villages outside the window, I began to imagine what they were like in autumn. Because I love autumn all the year round, and I heard that Jiuzhai in autumn is more gorgeous.

? Then wait for the next autumn.

? Tibetans and Qiang people like to live in groups. People in a family will never leave their hometown, parents and relatives too far or too long. If there is, it is called "love" and "companionship".

? I think, next autumn, I will take my relatives and parents back to Jiuzhai.

? The night before I returned to Chengdu, I was lucky enough to watch Jiuzhai's most influential large-scale song and dance sitcom Love in Jiuzhai. 5-D live scenes and high-tech special effects show us the historical changes and national culture in Tibet and Qiang areas, as well as the true story that happened in this vast and beautiful place. Amazing, shocking, moving ... all kinds of unspeakable emotions fluctuate with exquisite and moving music, which makes people restless for a long time. Until I left Jiuzhai, I got on the bus back to Chengdu. In the evening, I was silent, shining with a few stars, and my companions were resting quietly. My mind and soul seem to stay in the dreamy landscape world.

? On August 5th, I returned to Xi 'an.

With a little tired of the journey and rich again, I am ready to continue to work hard for my life.

? On August 8, an earthquake of magnitude 7.0 occurred in Jiuzhaigou.

The vibration of the ground under my feet makes me feel a little uneasy. As a Sichuanese, I am too familiar with this feeling. Many friends didn't know I was back, so they sent messages asking me if I was ok. I replied: fortunately, everything is fine. ?

? However, the heart is closely affected.

? How's Tashi Zhuo Ma, the road I've traveled, the scenery I've seen, the shepherds I've played, the friends I know, who poured me highland barley wine, roasted lamb chops and sang folk songs? The sea of fireworks was damaged, and Nuorilang Waterfall collapsed. It was beautiful yesterday, but today it has become devastated. The theme song of that night still lingers in my ears:

? In the red blue sky

? Engraved with the love of past lives

? Who knows? Understand clearly? The wind knows

? The rain also knows.

? Wandering for thousands of years.

? On the surface of the moonlight

? Do you know that?/You know what? I know

? This love will never be forgotten.

? Yesterday was like a dream, and memories were like a gust of wind.

? The power of nature is infinite, how small our short stay in the world is, but it is a drop in the ocean in the universe. And how precious it is that everything meets, meets, falls in love and accompanies. You and I can't wait to try our best to embrace every day, every moment.

? If someone asks me what you think is the most precious thing in life, I will definitely tell him "love" and "time". Cherish the world with infinite love, cherish and accompany the closest people, and chase every tomorrow you want with limited life and time. Poetry and wine take the time, don't lose the good time.

? The water in Jiuzhai will definitely return to clearness and magnificence, and the pain and disaster will pass. The only thing left is the love and time that has been surging forward from the ancient castle peak. However, no matter how time changes, the landscape of Jiuzhai is still endless and fascinating.

? When I dream of crossing the mountain, there is ice in the jade pot.

? Hello, Jiuzhai, goodbye.

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I wrote it online for the first time. I hope you like it.