Be a tour guide and write an essay about the scenic spots in Changting

Come to Changting

After passing through mountain tunnels of different sizes, we came to Changting. ' Lying on your roadside for a long night, sleeping behind the hazy mountains at dawn. The stars held their breath and counted the time, and the weak moon floated in the night.

’, that extremely romantic verse drives away boring work, ‘Our life is not that old burden, our road is not that long journey. ’ I gave up on my family and friends and quit my job. I came to Changting alone...

When the bus was walking slowly, the scenery outside the window made me sad. The sky was extremely clear and the mountains were covered with overgrown trees. In the eucalyptus forest, just as described in "Snow Country", Dao Cun thought that in order to regain the lost sincerity, he thought it would be best to climb the mountain.

At four o'clock in the afternoon, we have arrived in Changting. The weather is a bit cold. The sun has set and the leaves have

fallen and become bare...

When the train whistle The sound broke the silence of the autumn night. I was extremely excited when I heard the whistle of the train for the first time. At one o'clock in the morning, I was no longer sleepy. My body was a little heavy and I felt a little tired.

Cold, maybe this is the fatigue of the journey! Oh, I hurried to the top of the building, and suddenly there was an icy cold air. The train was swallowed up by the night, and the morning light could already be seen in the sky, but the mountains

were still not clear, the train rumbled..., the silence of the night, the two clashed

, It's like a train wailing in the darkness with the coming of dawn, but I don't know how sad it is to touch me

I don't know where it is going, but it must be a tired journey of a wanderer.

I like the autumn in Changting. It is difficult to feel the poetry of autumn in southern Fujian. I don’t like the autumn in southern Fujian.

I like the season when autumn colors are lost. I like the luxury of nature. I like the withering of dead trees, and I like jackdaws in dead trees. I like sadness, sadness locks emotions, and the season of sadness! Late autumn

is even more satisfying to me. It has a faint faded beauty. The early cold comes. I can see that my girlfriend’s cheeks are red and bright. She is trembling, holding your cold hand. hand!

Unknowingly, it was New Year’s Eve again, and I opened the calendar on my phone. I have been working in Changting for two months.

I forgot about my contact with my family. I actually missed home. At noon, I had a reunion dinner with my colleagues. I seemed to have drunk a lot of wine at that time, and was sent back later...

In the evening, around six o'clock, I was woken up by the sound of firecrackers, and my head was a little dizzy. The sound of firecrackers

crack... I was silent, standing in front of the window, watching people setting off firecrackers, but I didn't feel it

It was strange. It was strange that I felt sad because of this. My hands were shaking a little. I picked up the cigarette in my pocket and started smoking. It started to drizzle in the sky. The weather was extremely cold and the road was already wet. There are no vehicles, even if there are... isn't it true that travelers knock at the door of every stranger, and finally knock on their own door?