Bijiang
The winter of Dingyou year seems to come later than in previous years. Even in the heavy snow season of October of the lunar calendar, it still feels like autumn. However, it’s okay, the wind brings the charming red hair, the night dew is frosty and the red lead is dotted, but the warm winter gives birth to the red leaves dyed in the forests of eastern Guizhou. With their strong will and pride, the green leaves bravely faced the test of spring cold, scorching heat, and autumn frost, and finally completed a major turning point in their lives, dedicating their original colors to Jinjiang with a fresh, timeless, and endlessly charming early winter and autumn scene. Picture scroll.
1 Since ancient times, winter has been sad and lonely. I say that winter is better than spring. The flowing wind blows away the spring, blows away the summer, blows away the dust all the way, but cannot blow away the autumn of Jinjiang. Autumn in Tongren is bright, but winter hides deep and refuses to come. It puts all the light and all the splendor on the red leaves. It is a quiet, elegant, and warm face; it is a brocade train swaying thousands of miles, and it is a colorful neon dress. The red leaves in Jinjiang in early winter are breathtakingly beautiful!
In Bijiang in early winter, the leaves slowly change from green to yellow to red with the proud colors of autumn. These red leaves stand unyieldingly on the treetops, releasing breathtaking warmth. Perhaps it is the rhythm of winter that makes them cling to their old homes and let the wind and frost beat them. These leaves are still trying to show off their golden color, consciously trying to leave themselves to the lonely and silent winter. But soon, these leaves will eventually be picked up by the cold wind.
3 The wind in early winter seems cold and severe, but in fact it is far less powerful than the pattering rain. After the rain, the moist ginkgo leaves suddenly shed their green color, and the golden leaves fluttered all over the hot soil that gave birth to it. , the air is also filled with the refreshing scent of ginkgo leaves, which is refreshing. On November 17, I went to the Municipal Administrative Center to do some work. I was intoxicated by the scenery of ginkgo trees after the rain. I can't help but recite a poem. It's early winter, the cold is strong, and it's desolate outside Bijiang City. The green tree stood in front of the window last night, but now its leaves have fallen. I walked vigorously to meet the morning sun, feeling the fragrance of mud and the sadness and silence along the way.
4 In early winter, on the fourteenth day of the tenth month of the lunar calendar, I walked along the Bijiang River and saw the desolation after the cold wind, but the red leaves were growing on the treetops. The quiet and elegant early winter is as graceful as a dream. In the dream, the leaves fell like rain, flowing gracefully, igniting a colorful world. The leaves of ginkgo turn yellow in autumn, giving the natural scenery a new look. Walking quietly, I couldn't bear to step on the leaves under my feet, watching the branches swaying in style, as if saying hello, my friend!
5 When the leaves of Ginkgo are yellow, they look brave and heroic, like soldiers approaching the city. The city is covered with golden armor. It is awe-inspiring and majestic, magnificent and calm. Have you ever appreciated the grace of Ginkgo in early winter? You see, the leaves are hanging on the branches, one by one, like copper coins, shining, swaggering, lyrical, dazzling and bright in the sun, dazzling people's eyes with gold. The nobility of the apricot leaves shone in the silent air. The wind passed over the leaves, and the leaves flew from the trees, dancing like butterflies, and then fell silently. The ginkgo trees in Jinjiang in early winter are used for sex to date Qiu, and are used for dancing to whisper to Qiu.
6 On the 17th day of the 10th month of the lunar calendar (December 4th), I was hiking for exercise. I saw the red leaves falling down by the Mushan River, like countless butterflies dancing in the air. There was always a kind of beautiful romance in it. Walking through the red leaf forest, stepping on the soft grass, listening to the gurgling water, watching the red leaves shine, away from the hustle and bustle of the city, and immersed in the mountains, I felt the tranquility and beauty of nature.
7 In early winter outside Bijiang City, the most spectacular scenery is the vivid red leaves. Some leaves suddenly turned light red, bright red, or purple, as if they had drunk mellow wine, a magnificent sight stained by frost. Some are shining like gold on the branches; some are red like red clouds staining the valley with blood; some are misty like clouds and clouds wrapping around the mountains. This color of life penetrates into the leaf veins drop by drop, soaking in bright colors, adding a lot of grace to this gradually depressed season.
8 The early winter is chilling and the cold wind is bleak. However, the red leaves all over the mountains and plains have brought a different kind of vitality to this quiet world. The forests are dyed and thousands of leaves are floating in the sky. In this colorful world, the red leaves have become the brightest, brightest and most moving color.
I park my car and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. The poems that have been passed down for thousands of years have already connected the ancients and the modern people. People of the past and present admire the red leaves and appreciate them. They interpret the timeless story of the red leaves through time and sing the touching and affectionate red leaves. .
9 The 20th day of the 10th month of the lunar calendar (December 7th) is the day of heavy snow in the 24th solar term. Heavy snow without snow is a common practice in Bijiang. I wandered alone by the Jinjiang River, feeling very lonely, so I sat under the Dongguan Zhenjiang Tower and played the clarinet I brought with me. At this time, the wind blew the red leaves in my face. I picked up a few and looked at them carefully. I saw its bones and veins. Each red leaf contained its touching story from spring to winter. Looking at the Crystal Pavilion dyed red by the red leaves, I appreciate the comfort of early winter and feel the tenderness of the red leaves. It is the harvest after experiencing wind, frost, rain and snow, it is the colorful sunset of life, and it is the necessity of the cycle of life
10 Recently, I saw the Crystal Pavilion taken by my friends on WeChat, which is very beautiful. On the 21st day of the 10th month of the lunar calendar (December 8), I was also very interested in going to Fujiashan to have a look at the Crystal Pavilion.
When I came to the mountain, I saw a puddle of clear water in front of me. The cold wind was constantly blowing, but the river water had no ripples. It was a peaceful posture as level as a mirror, with occasional slight ripples, all of which were delicate and shy feelings. The Crystal Pavilion in early winter seemed like a fairyland. . The ancient tree Turui, the Zhuran Peninsula, a bay of blue pool, sparkling waves, the misty shadow of the mountain village, reflected in the middle stream, the water, light and mountain scenery, complement each other, creating a natural interest.
11 The early winter in Jinjiang adds a bit of joy to the ordinary days. The season of falling red has long passed, but the warm leaves full of sadness are still quietly nestled in the mother's arms, sucking greedily. milk. Only the occasional cold wind disturbed them. Wherever the wind blew, they swayed a few times, and then hugged their mother tighter. So, in the early winter of Jinjiang, vermilion, bright red, crimson, orange red, crimson, dark red, purple red, and wine red rolled in, and the forests were dyed with thousands of purples.
The various red leaves that come across unexpectedly make Jinjiang look so beautiful
(Photo/Text by Li Chaoying)