Must visit tourist attractions in Hanzhong

Hanzhong, located in Shaanxi Province, is a super powerful ancient town. The natural scenery and cultural landscape here are very good. It retains the elements of the prosperous Qin and Tang Dynasties, which greatly impacts your vision. Here, I will share with you the tourist attractions in Hanzhong.

I decided to go to Hanzhong because my brain was hot and there were many things. After the quarrel on the phone, I took bus No. 205 and went straight to the train station. The final stop was the bus to Hanzhong. Before I could get closer, the boss came down to greet me. I asked how much the ticket cost, how long it would take to get there, and when I would leave. After giving a simple answer, I found a seat by the window and sat down.

The departure time was more than half an hour later than they said, because I thought I might get motion sickness, so I didn't have time to think about that half hour. But when I got on the country road, I started to feel uncomfortable until I entered the mountains.

An older lady next to me asked me if I was motion sick, but I couldn’t say a word. My whole stomach felt like it was cramping and I couldn't relax myself or I would probably throw up. I walked in a hurry and had little experience. I didn't bring anything with me except money when I got on the bus. I wanted to drink some water pressure, but it became a delusion.

About an hour after entering the mountain, the bus stopped. Anyone who sits there regularly knows that a temporary resting place must be passed by. The next stop is Mt. I hurriedly ran down following the people who got off the bus. I squatted on the ground and wanted to vomit, but I hadn't eaten anything so early in the morning, so I vomited after grabbing something, making myself even more uncomfortable. After squatting for a while, I went to a small store to buy a bottle of water. After a while, I got in the car again and the car started slowly.

There is no doubt that the feeling in the car is extremely bad. I tried to distract myself by looking out the window, thinking, is this what Nanshan looked like when I was a child? Why is there no sea of ??clouds, why are there no gods?

Deep in the Qinling Mountains, the trees are verdant. The road is winding, full of dangers and beautiful scenery everywhere. When your attention shifts to these places, the feeling of motion sickness will slowly dissipate, and time in the mountains will become much faster. At around 4:30, we left the mountain and passed Yang County, then Chenggu, and then our destination.

Before arriving in Hanzhong, it had just rained and there was still water in many places on the road. After a simple dinner, I said we should go for a walk in the countryside and get some fresh air.

That was the first time I saw rice. Its ears were full on the branches. Like a brave and tenacious warrior guarding the vast rivers and mountains, I felt many beautiful feelings in my heart.

There are so many differences between the countryside here and Guanzhong. The roads there are all hardened cement roads, and the canals are all carved out of the same mold. The endless rice fields naturally become a beautiful scenery. Some have begun to turn yellow and have a wheat-yellow smell. From a distance, they look absolutely self-contained.

Row after ridge in the rice fields, tree roots of equal thickness grow neatly near the roadside, but there is no trace of grass at all.

I asked the farmer uncles and aunties who were busy in the fields how they could manage things so well.

They say that we farmers depend on this land for our livelihood. If there is too much grass, rice will naturally not grow well. There is no trick to weeding out grass at the first sight.

They also said it was nice to see you look like a college student.

I said yes, I am a college student. I just came this afternoon. I thought this place was beautiful, so I came out to take a look.

They also said that if you walked further in, there was a beautiful nursery over there.

After I thanked him, I walked around the village and walked in the direction he pointed. It is indeed a sea of ??flowers, including delicate flowers, shy flowers, graceful flowers, graceful flowers, yellow flowers, red flowers, purple flowers, white flowers, all kinds of beauty. I was busy using the phone frame to select the most beautiful combination, find the best angle, and freeze the moment of encounter.

The place I passed was a rice field. I didn't pay much attention and accidentally stepped on something empty. I was covered in water. Fortunately, it was midsummer and I didn't feel any discomfort at all. The breeze is cool and beautiful.

The sound of frogs nearby is also very relaxing, as if it should be calling for this summer. I know they must be very happy. Otherwise, why would you call her? The warm eyes of autumn have turned pale

When I walked back, the word "Lotus Garden" appeared on the other side of the road. I thought to myself, why didn’t I see it when I passed by? That's how God arranged it. I probably wanted to admire the rice fields, nurseries and mountains first, and then the quiet lotus pond.

Hanzhong is really a place different from other cities in Shaanxi Province. It is relatively close to Sichuan’s eating habits, climate, and lifestyle. In fact, it did belong to Sichuan before the Yuan Dynasty, and after the Yuan Dynasty it was included in the northwest Shaanxi Province. Haha, we are known as the "Little Jiangnan" in the northwest. It is very hot in the north and very close to Bashan in the south. Although it’s really hot in Hanzhong recently, it’s freezing everywhere. It's really cold sometimes. It's really, well, very Hanzhong.

We like to eat hot pot, we like to eat hot pot. The girl from Xiamen asked me what kind of city Hanzhong is. I blurted out that there are hot pot restaurants everywhere, hot girls, hot girls, hot girls. Various hotpot restaurants. Friends who live by the river may be familiar with Yintan Road, haha, hot pot, and a string of streets. Friends from out of town have the opportunity to come over and experience the brackets after visiting the altar. Liu Bang worshiped Han Xin as his general during the Han Dynasty. It’s really wonderful to go out from Wotou to the Han River and see the night view directly opposite the Yintan Road hotpot.

Suddenly I found that my dialect was confused, haha

I have always felt that the word "fen" in Chinese is really vivid, meaning to eat, but I always felt that the word "fen" It is impossible to describe the deep meaning hidden in this word. Maybe it’s the pleasure of the fatty soup exploding in your mouth when eating hot pot. Perhaps it was a calm and unrestrained interjection of enjoying the dough while taking a sip of water to mix with the soup. In fact, vegetable tofu is standard, but I personally like water mixed with soup. Aha, the brackets are finished.

I can’t go to the Han River to chew spring Hanzhong potato chips when school starts in the spring. The banks of the river are really beautiful. In summer, I like to go to the riverside after hot pot, and then continue all the way to Zhongzhong Lane to eat Shanghai Tenderloin before walking home. Brackets: My home is by the river. The parenthesis ends.

I feel increasingly confused because there are so many things I want to say.

Many people say that Hanzhong is still too small and has too few opportunities and prospects to go to in the future. It is not as good as a big city. When you make money, you can spend it in your old age. Yes, Hanzhong is a small city. It doesn’t have the impetuous atmosphere of many big cities, but it also doesn’t have the tranquility of more remote areas. She was an ordinary mother who raised generations of Hanzhong people. She packed up everything she could for them, sent them on trains to foreign lands one after another, and quietly waited for their return, looking forward to them. The moment you return to your hometown.

Entering the lotus pond, you can briefly hear the chirping of cicadas, which makes this quiet place a little more lively. There was a family walking in front. A few children were chatting and laughing in the upstairs room from time to time, while the old people were leisurely fanning their cattail fans. They came in peace and contentment.

I came here for the violets, and I couldn’t wait to find the water drops on the lotus leaves and the graceful look of the lotus leaves. It's a beautiful place on the corner. Twenty meters square, the leaves above the water are scattered in various patterns, some are deep or shallow, some are thick or light, and there are a few small white lotus flowers beside them, which look petite and cute. I'm glad I came here with this laid-back scenery. In the breeze, bursts of fragrance float from time to time, which is refreshing.

Immersed in such a lotus pond, you will naturally think of Zhu Ziqing's "The moonlight is like flowing water, pouring quietly on the leaves and flowers." But there was only a breeze that night, how could there be moonlight?

The later it gets, the fewer people are walking along the lotus pond. The two of them were a little scared when they heard the sound while walking. Fortunately, the frogs far away in the lotus pond and the cicadas deep in the forest have grown up. I can't help but be happy. How could I be afraid of such a secluded road?

Walking around the pavilion, the dim yellow light in the distance was coming from the direction, but the roar of the car suddenly awakened my infatuation. It was late at night, we followed the sound and walked quickly out of the lotus pond.

On the way back, I thought of the lotus pond again and again. The leaves in the water cover the entire pond, nourishing lotus roots and flowers, as well as frogs and insects in the depths. What a wonderful world this is! If the moonlight melts, how much beauty will be reflected?

Time can always wash away old traces, but the mountains, rice fields, and lotus ponds flowing in my heart are getting deeper and deeper. I plan my next date with you.