Yellow River Estuary Weather

We are like a drop of water in the sea, meeting and parting.

Be a migratory bird, fly over the sea and spread its wings in the sky.

On the other side of the sea are thousands of reeds; That's a rustling reed; Suaeda salsa is also on the red carpet.

The vast land is beating red,

Swaying in the autumn wind is an endless waking world.

In this way, in autumn,

I met a small town-Dongying in autumn.

Autumn is a rustling reed.

The so-called Iraqis, by the water,

The autumn scenery you gave me was full of gloom and rustling.

Reed flies like a pure white spirit in the world.

Deduct a unique encounter.

This is reed.

In the late autumn when all the trees are dying, reeds rustle and sing in a low voice. Wild geese fly south, ride the wind, reed flowers fly snow, spit all over the sky. This is what late autumn looks like.

Lu Hua is a landscape on the Yellow River Estuary, which can only be understood, but not expressed.

Throughout the year, both sides of the Yellow River estuary are covered with grass. The difference is that grass is in summer and autumn and hay is in winter and spring. The big willow covered with hay is also a magnificent scenery, especially a tree called steamed bread willow, which is even more charming.

Reed flowers and snow are swaying, and reeds, tamarisk and Robinia pseudoacacia are gradually growing on the land ... In Qiu Guang, where geese fly south, patches of reeds are swaying, and large areas of reeds fluctuate with the wind, like the most beautiful notes in this autumn. This reed is swaying, Tamarix is flourishing, the land has awakened, and migratory birds are standing on the branches, looking at the distance, which is the way when they come and the day when they go back.

The vast wilderness is a kind of warmth and a long-standing obsession. At sunset, reeds fluttered on the ground, dancing layer by layer with the wind's trajectory, like an elf hiding his heart and shaking his head. There are traces of light and a different taste.

In autumn, it is endless red and cloudy.

The wheel of time goes round and round,

Between the sleeping and waking of the earth, there is only a crimson Suaeda salsa;

The sea has changed, and the sun, moon and stars,

The moment your toes touch the ground, it is the most real existence.

What is the change of the sea? In the Yellow River Estuary Eco-tourism Resort, I witnessed the grand occasion of the sea turning into a field. The Yellow River Estuary is a seaport. The spectacular intersection of the river and the sea blends the layers of blue and yellow. It looks completely different, but it has long been integrated.

Walking along the vein of the wetland, there is a crimson red carpet, which is called "deep-water bomb, a beach vegetation". The growing Suaeda salsa is a preliminary exploration of the process of meadow formation after landing in the sea. This vast vegetation absorbs salt, neutralizes acid and alkali and improves soil. After the phoenix nirvana of Suaeda heteroptera, the new land was reborn, becoming increasingly fertile and full of vitality.

Suaeda heteroptera is an angiosperm of Chenopodiaceae, which emerges in mid-April every year when the weather in the Yellow River estuary is completely warm. It enters the branching stage in the middle and late May, the heading stage in the late June, the flowering stage in the early July, the fruiting stage and the full fruit stage in September. Since August, Suaeda salsa, which has absorbed enough salt, is purple-red, intertwined with winding ditches and branches, endless, picturesque and beautiful, and the beautiful red carpet has entered people's field of vision.

Their fiery red colors spread on the wetlands of the Yellow River estuary, symbolizing the fiery red of life and winding along the river. The land at the foot has cracked into a different sense of vicissitudes, which is more lively with the empty world. I think more about how great it is to save the land from the mire of plants.

Here, the ancients spent many lonely autumn days.

For me, this is a rebirth of life.

Or bleak, or bleak, is the most direct presentation of autumn to the world.

You just need to get close to its heart, and you can really know the charm of this autumn.

About the author's enthusiasm

(from media writer and traveler)

I want to walk from south to north and then from east to west. I want to go wild.