The weather is fragrant

Return to Hunan for a few days. If you want to travel abroad, you will fail [2]. Chen Jia Mid-Autumn Festival [3], from Wuling to Zhongxiang [4], joined the Song monk [5], and then booked Yueyou. On the 25th, I bought a boat and went to Xiangshui, where the morning fog dispersed [6], the wind was light and clean, Xiang Bo became clear, apple algae washed the water green [7], and sand and stones were harvested five times. With the waves and the sun, it is uncertain. The ship is full [8], if it is in harmony with the autumn waves [9]. Leave the language to you and enjoy it. Disciple Gudao, Yunyun was ordered to make tea [10]. Yu Song said, "Many people who traveled in the past have poems of looking forward to Yue, and we look forward to it [1 1]?" Arriving at Zhaoling Beach [12], the current was fast and the ship was late. I went ashore to have a look. I didn't see it. I saw almost no trace on the mountain in the distance. The master said, "There are mountains in Xiangxiang." The old saying goes, "Even if you don't have to see Yue, it's enough to be touching [13]." Elegant language [14]. The ship went further and berthed in Gantian at night [15]. There are hills. The sunset glow reflects the waves, the fishing fire is faint, and the villagers are confused with dogs [16], which is indistinguishable. It's night and I can't sleep. The breeze beat the beach with drums [17], and the sound was loud and thin, clear and clear [18]. The next morning, I set sail again. The wind is beautiful every day. Tingwu [19], Du Bo Xi [20]. Xiaogang uplift, with a ruined temple on it; Simple and clumsy [2 1] A monk looks thin and ancient and doesn't know how to welcome guests. Give Yunyun a lofty temple and see Yue Feng [22]. See also Liling Mountain Range [23], only [24]. Further into [25], I saw Yue in the sky, and several peaks were dimly visible, as if the smoke had not accumulated. Further into Brahma [26], the peak can be seen and clearly distinguished. In the twilight, a wisp of light smoke, from south to north, crossed the water and gradually widened in an instant. Without sunset, the distant mountains are flat, the barren land is shallow, fishing boats are playing their flutes, all of which are hidden and ethereal [27], empty and pale [28], and there is no fog in Feiyun. Wave after wave, drawing naturally. At first, I believed that Xu Yong was gloomy, "Xiangtan clouds and smoke came out at dusk [29]", but it was also [30]. The next afternoon, I arrived at Liang Qing Temple. The bamboo courtyard behind the temple is deep and clear, and more than ten ancient trees and wild eagles live on it. In the afternoon [3 1], the long sound is harmonious and the sound is clear. The monks of the temple used this as a print [32]. The next morning, the same language entered the mountains. There are many clear springs in Gu Song along the way. Pine has good potential and amazing people, which is unexpected [33]. If you don't play enough, you will forget hunger and fatigue [34]. Travel 30 miles to Yue Temple [35], full of respect [36]. And sacrifice is contemptuous and unreasonable [37]. Gu Zhan sighed and wrote two chapters of poetry. The moon god is gone. Stay in Changshou Temple [38]. The next morning, I went up the mountain by Ningbo Bridge. Stone broken, beautiful material bamboo arrows [39], mixed dance, the new frost is about to fall, Huang Dan embellished step by step. Although the sun is sunny and cool, the breeze drags the clouds and there is no fixed gathering and dispersion [40]. At the foot of the mountain, the cloud is at half peak [41]; When you get to the mountainside, looking back at the foot of the mountain, the clouds cover the valley stream, and you can't tell the way. Looking at the mountain, the three branches fall together, all of which are stone streams, and the small streams all rush and meet. Ten miles on the mountain, the spring gradually flows, and there is no spring among the fragrant grass and carnation trees [42]. Hidden or present, huge or thin, or immersed in grass, or on the road, or broken by rocks, through the bamboo forest, at first glance, I can't name it. Meet in the big stream, there are many rocks and teeth in the lake, the stormy waves rush obliquely, the angry waves jump back and forth, and the snow flies [43]. Look at it. The shape also moves repeatedly. When we arrived at Yuqiao, the shade was all over the ground, which was enough to entertain people. Take a nap because of planting a stick. When the three monks came down the mountain, they saw people staring at each other like wild animals and saying nothing. I'll go in a minute. Then go to the Mid-Levels Pavilion [44]. Pavilion is uninhabitable [45], tea brewing [46]. Looking down at Xishan and Tianchou Village, there are mixed zones, green and blue, which are gathered together in different shades [47]. On the other hand, mountains gradually emerge and peaks appear. Refers to the calendar, looking from left to right, there are hills [48], slopes [49] and cliffs [50]. Later, I went to Tiefo Temple [5 1]. The bamboo path is very clean, and a monk is welcoming guests in disguise. Wandering in the bamboo forest, overlooking Fuyan Temple, Jean Zuta and Sansheng Stone, they said, "Stay here to comfort you." Going up again, to the outside of Danxia Temple [53], overlooking the mountains and rivers in the south, the situation will change again, and the weather will be muddy and wide, which is moving. Again, what is worse is [54]. It's in Yun Biao [55], overlooking the valley, overlooking the birds and watching its back. From then on, turn right, full of hazelnuts, narrow path, dangerous cliff facing the sky, with boat-shaped stones and sails [56], named Feilai Ship [57]. Gui Maoqiu [58], thunder and lightning, cliff collapse, victory will never be lost, tourists still point to mourn. After a while, there was a saying that I didn't want to go, so I came back. It also follows the stone system and folds to Shangfeng Temple [59]. The temple is next to Zhurongfeng. When you reach the top, the clouds are spinning, and the next one is boundless, and the eastern Gu Tianyu is as clean as washing. The clouds in the west are empty, and the clouds under the mountain are gradually connected. In a blink of an eye, they are everywhere, with long winds from west to east, swaying like waves and snow. Xiaoyan, the East is like a sea of silver. Six generations and one color [60], the sky is boundless. If you are in the void, you will not see the dust world [6 1]. I can't speak in a trance. Clouds gradually close, clouds rush, the setting sun is reflected in the distance, and the afterglow is picked and colorful. Looking down from the back of the mountain, the hills and ridges are criss-crossed, the ravines are staggered, the temples are hidden, and the caves are deeply blocked and indistinguishable. When my mind is exhausted [62] and the sky is gloomy [63], Huixian Bridge can't swim without language and rocks [64]. Stay in the temple because of it. After the bell rang, the monks recited [65]. Yu Qi, leave the temple and look for the sun to watch the sunrise [66]. Jingmen Fei Quru also arrived [67]. The heavy yin gradually disappears, and the frost is between the eyebrows. In the oriental white fog, a wisp of chardonnay splits into golden yellow, and looks straight at Wan Li from south to north. When I was a child, I grew up to be a giant, and I was dazzled by colors, especially in the East. There is also a round of blood purple surging from the bottom of the cloud, dazzling and showing off, and the earth is empty and bright. Back to the peak, looking at 72 peaks, far and near, more than 30 peaks. However, this kind of ups and downs, such as the waves rushing to the genus, have been extremely spectacular in the universe [69]. Climb the five peaks at the beginning of the mid-levels [70], if you respect it [7 1]. Zhu Rong, Yanxia, Qunfeng [72], and Ruo's children and grandchildren [73]. Looking around Xiaoxiang, the water is steaming [74], as white as a belt, and it is suspected to be a ditch [75]. Looking back, those who climb the poor, if they can't ascend, all plow and crawl [76], and if ants lie in wormholes [77], they alternate with rock trees in the stream, bump [78], go around white and green [79], and approach the mountain. Overlooking the extreme, you can guide the staff to descend to Yanzi Rock [83] and stop at the Robbie Hill house [84]. The old monk cooks vegetables and porridge, which is very beautiful. The next day, sit still and gather strength. In the afternoon, I strolled under the rock to see the flying spring, and saw the old monk sitting on a rock with the same language, sitting opposite. The shadow of the sun moves two feet, white clouds rise from the valley, the setting sun reflects the spring, and the bamboo and rattan on the rocks are mixed with red and yellow. Suddenly, Roxanne and Zhi Lin were talking about Zen in the mountain house with tea and vegetables at night, and they visited the mountain anecdote [86]. After a night in the afternoon, the mountain bird made a noise and went to sleep. Tomorrow, Kesheng will leave, and Yu Yu will walk out of the valley on crutches and go down to Zhongshan Temple. There are ancient trees and strange vines all the way, springs gurgling and crutches walking between shoes [87], and you can't know where they came from. The next day, the rain stopped. The next day, slightly Ji. Is in Mao Ping, master Yu Wei, my hometown guangling people also [88]. Talk about mutual benefit, because of the letter [89]. It's to Kowloon Temple. From Zhongshan to Kowloon, thousands of streams are noisy, mangroves are piled up [90], bamboo forests are deeply cultivated, and strange trees are waterfalls. Covering the sky, misty, smoky, the most beautiful. It is a poetic discipline to admire and sigh a song and an ancient road. In Kowloon, deep streams converge, stone bridges span, old trees are shaded, and strange rocks are flying. It is enough to have a rest at the door. In the night temple, the sound of the stream enters the pillow, and the rhyme is heartbreaking. The next day is 99 [9 1], and Yu Wei comes to talk about Jingri [92]. Overworked lying for three days is [93]. If you are lazy, you can't swim near Yucheng and Shuilian [94] and away from Tiantai and Fang Guangyuan [95]. Jade pine leads the clouds back to the mountain, and gives the ancient road to find the old road before the mountain. After Danxia, fashion fell. When I arrived at Tiefo Temple, it was suddenly sunny. Looking back at the five peaks, the summit is covered with fog, flying blue, another scene. Compared with previous mountaineering, it is very different [96]. Go down to the mountain pavilion and look back; When I got to Yuqiao, I stopped looking at the staff, looked back step by step and made another shape step by step. With such scenery and such a mind, I don't know why I am different. After about 20 days, Lin Qiu drank the frost, Cui Dan changed color, the leaves of wood fell off slightly, revealing rocks and valleys, and the air was filled with clouds, so the color was very different. The reason given is the geometry of the sun [97], and the scenery of mountains and rivers changes from time to time. I don't know what to do when I revisit next year! The scenic spots in the space are not available for a while, nor are they unique to one person. It's interesting to leave the rest for future generations to search. Liu Hedong's poem goes without saying [98]: "Whoever is a latecomer should take this as a heart." The heart of a good traveler, because it is so!

I feel that the beauty of mountains and rivers will change with time in a few days. I wonder what it's like to travel again next year. Probably the places of interest in the world can't be seen in a period of time, nor can it be monopolized by one person. Stay and wait for the future days and look for them with later people. Such artistic conception and interest are really endless! Liu Zongyuan's poem did not say, "Who is the latecomer?" The broad mind of people who can travel should be like this! )