Wonderful Travel Notes on Anshun in Southwest Guizhou

Once upon a time, there was a place in the world where, like autumn, the sun rose and set. Get away from the noise and technology. And fate really gave me such a city, allowing me to be in a southwest city, far away from the hustle and bustle.

Anshun, this is the nest of autumn. This is the hometown of autumn. There will always be temperatures in autumn, but there are no autumn leaves to fly around, so it won’t be miserable.

My impression of Anshun is poverty, backwardness and ignorance. However, what is surprising is that a Confucius Temple was built in this town 600 years ago. This temple is simple and natural. Compared with the surrounding buildings, it carries the orthodox elegance of the Central Plains. The steps of the gate are like air, and the trees are quiet and peaceful. Despite the passage of time, it is still well preserved. Looking back at my hometown, I have never seen a temple or plaque to commemorate our ancestors. Suddenly I felt that my hometown was a desolate and remote field with poor humanities.

The scenery of Yuqiao is very warm.

If Confucius Temple is the soul of Anshun, Rainbow Mountain is the eyes of Anshun. Only in the south are there beautiful mountains and rivers everywhere. She happened to be downtown, watching the city transform into a peaceful place in its heyday after a fire more than 100 years ago.

And from dozens of kilometers away, the majestic Huangguoshu water moved her sleeves through the mountains. It flows quietly on the lake like silver. Her spirit is fresh and beautiful, but hard to find in the north. Her enthusiasm is not in Jiangnan.

If Huangguoshu Waterfall is a lively little girl, then Kong Xiao is the age of her first love. The beauty of girls exists in some specific pictures. Every seven steps, there is deep feeling in a small seven holes.

It is said that Guilin’s scenery is the best in the world. If Guilin is full of ladies, and every smile is everyone's rule, then the seven small archways must be Xiaojiabiyu, and every movement is happy. The scenery of Lijiang is an unforgettable beauty. Standing there looking at you, you can't expect it, but Xiaoqidong rushes towards your enthusiasm.

The pavilion is surrounded by mist and clouds. The pavilion at night is the beach and bamboo forest under the setting sun. If we had to find the most common point between the two, it would be that there were no decent flowers along the way. There are only endless bamboos in the Lijiang River. Only the sunset can be said to be a special flower, and Xiaoqi Cave really doesn't match. With green mountains and green waters all the way, aesthetic fatigue is inevitable.

But that day, I met seven small arches, and she gave me the most beautiful encounter. Hanging such a leisurely and peaceful orchid on a tree near the Seven-hole Bridge gives me beauty. I can't forget that not everyone can see her in life. Not everyone sees bright white flowers. Maybe this kind of nail orchid can be seen everywhere in the rainforest in the southwest, but it is the only tree next to the Seven-hole Bridge. A river, a bridge, and the endless forest have become the background of orchids. Orchids make everyone lose to Xiaojiabiyu. Many fates are not about losing face, but losing opportunities. The most beautiful thing is not the scenery, but the opportunities that you will never encounter in your life.

In fact, there is no shortage of flowers in the southwest. Whether it is the rapeseed flowers in Lilong Palace in spring or the thousands of acres of cherry blossoms in Pingba, they are not as shocking as the azaleas. Looking at the flowers in the past is more than twenty years of life. This is the home of azaleas and of brilliant people.

The wine cellar is full of fragrance, and the Chishui restaurant is full of fragrance.

Southwestern wine is world-famous. The special climate and different rivers bring unique wine to the southwest. This wine uses delicious dishes such as silk dolls, fish in sour soup, mutton rice, sausage noodles, etc. It also misses a person who doesn't like to eat and drink.

Yes, only in the room of hope. Love always comes before turning around. In a small town in southwest China, autumn gave me three years of parking time.

This autumn is not only the city of Anshun, but also the light in the tower of Dongshan Temple, the clouds of Fan Jingshan in the sky, the lights at night, the tunes of Dongzhai songs, and a bridge on the mountain covered with colored glaze. caves, eyes in the sky looking into the depths of the universe, in every place I can reach and return to. Unknown land.

This is not the home of the body. This is a dream home.

The boat of my youth is anchored here, with my eyes rippling.

On Christmas Eve, look up at the stars and read.

In the Southwest, autumn is here.