At the entrance of the tourist park, there is a cluster of various oranges. According to my father, Huangyan tangerine has been planted with 1700 years, and there are more than 70 varieties of/kloc-0. On both sides of the entrance, there are several poems about oranges, one of which was written by my calligraphy teacher Wang Jian.
Passing through the monument, it is a path paved with stones, with endless orange sea on both sides, orange and green, and the scenery is very pleasant.
Walking across the wooden bridge across the Chengjiang River, we saw a tall and majestic statue of the orange god, and the poem Ode to the Orange God written by Youdi Zhu, a famous Huangyan person, was engraved in the back seat: ... Who is the best, Dongting Luofu or Kyushu Guo Jia? Off Jiang Fengyang, off Huangyan oranges, off a Chinese odyssey ... "
Behind the orange statue is the Chinese Citrus Museum and Huangyan Celebrity View, which are full of orange town characteristics, displaying various pictures and objects and introducing people to the origin, spread, types, history and culture of Huangyan oranges. What impressed me most was the map of China made of oranges and the Great Wall of Wan Li. The walls and beacon towers of the Great Wall are lifelike, symbolizing that Huangyan is a veritable "hometown of citrus in China".
Come out of the museum and let's pick oranges together. In the orange garden, grandma and grandpa who are picking oranges warmly invited us to eat oranges. But I really wanted to pick them myself, so I borrowed an orange pair of scissors from an old man. I have orange scissors in one hand and oranges in the other. Click, I cut off the orange. When I peeled the orange and took a bite, the juice flowed into my mouth until it was sweet to my heart. I'm so happy!