Huangshan Yuping Peak, look around, the peaks are vast and the plains are deserted, and you can see them all. I am immersed in the scene, like walking close to the sky, like floating clouds.

On the south side of the mountain is a thousand-foot cliff, standing upright like a cut, facing a deep valley below, looking down at the deep valley, looking deep and unconscious. Looking up at the distance, it is the most steepest among the three main peaks of Huangshan, called "Tiandu Peak". This peak is a thousand meters above sea level, and ancient poems praise it: If you can return guests from the five mountains, you will also be called strange when you see Tiandu.

The mountain wind blew the third young master's robe and flicked all the mountains.

It was just as the first snow in Fengyang Prefecture reached, and the vast sea of ​​clouds were light snowflakes falling. The early winter climate was not extremely cold, but the mountain wind was so majestic that it made people almost unable to open their eyes.

Jiang Liu shivered all over, as if he had put "water" on his back. He wrapped his hands in his arms, kept rubbing his body, and shouted in a hurry: "Wuyang, Wu, Wuyang, Ah snee! That big cloak..."

Wu Yang quickly draped a sea-clear eagle feather cloak on Jiang Liu's shoulders. In an instant, He Nuan walked all over his body. Jiang Liu bared his teeth and smiled, "The thing Fengdu is really not something that ordinary people can do, you can appreciate it, I'll freeze to death."

Chen Kang walked slowly with a smile, and his expression on his face was frozen or frozen. His two rows of white teeth trembled and said, "Wine."

Liu Shu came up to put on his cloak, handed him a pot of warm wine. Chen Kang took a few sips, and finally came warm. He smiled and said, "The birds are poor and green in the sky, and I dream of giving him brocade clothes. I still remember the past years of laughter, and the sun and moon rise to the high walls and the sun and moon rise to the other words."

Liu Shu quickly took out his pen and ink and recorded the poem.

Wang Lu took the crane feather cloak handed by Yu Mo slowly, put it on his shoulders, and said with a smile: "Why are you often so angry when you write poems recently?"

Chen Kang paused and said, "Then brother, listen to this song."

Chen Kang thought for a while and then chanted: "The twelve Zhenxi is called Qu, and the rivers and lakes are like cutting and growing day by day. Several miles of the peaks meet fog and snow, and the green mountains stand together to find the fragrance."

Wang Lucao nodded and smiled and said, "Still known."

Jiang Liu shook her sleeves and stepped forward and said, "I have written a song here, listen to me, and give me a comment." He coughed lightly and said in a deep voice: "The banquet was opened and the sky was everywhere in the forest, and the four servants were interested in the dust. The coldness was spreading the sky to me, and I went to the west from the green pot!"

Chen Kang's eyes lit up and he said, "I am extraordinary!"

Wang Lucao pursed his lips and smiled, saying, "There are still something worthy."

Jiang Liu grinned and said with a smile: "Yeah, if you can get your sentence "There is still something good", then this poem is probably enough." He tskated and continued: "I can't make a decent good poem these days, but today I entered the Yishan Mountain and my chest seemed to be ignited. Writing this poem was achieved overnight."

Wang Lu shook his voice and smiled and said, "You, you, there are so many good poems. According to me, don't do your collection of poems, so as not to lose face between us. After all, you don't need this thing, but we care a lot."

Jiang Liu curled his lips: "You said I'm shameless, I can hear it." He rolled his eyes and then said: "Let's go there and take a look."

"It's still good." Wang Chen and the others agreed together, riding the mountain wind and thin snow to the higher peak ahead.

Under the cedar clouds and mist, a line of shallow footprints were left on the ground. The mountains were never happy or sad because of anyone's visit, nor were they reluctant to leave because of anyone's departure.

But people are different.

People will have various feelings due to the scenery around them. Only those who sighed that I am magnificent in China can only experience the ultimate beauty when they truly saw this word "magnificent" is so great!

It’s good, fortunately, when the three of them visited, it was just winter, and the flying rain spring had not frozen yet. The clear spring was digging down from left to right, and it was in the shape of a “people”.

The left and right walls are called purple stone and cinnabar. The mountain stone walls are faintly green and lush, with water splashes condensed and snow occasionally coming, and the fluorescent green and green are really beautiful.

It was getting dark, and the group came to the abandoned thatched cottage on the mountain. This thatched cottage was airy on all sides, but it was much better than the open air.

After a while, the servant picked up hay from outside and barely covered the walls. He picked up firewood and raised the fire. The room finally gradually became warm.

Cook a pot of hot tea and warm a pot of old wine. Everyone was not sure about the superiors and subordinates. They just sat together. The snow outside the door became heavier and heavier. The howling cold wind always made the wooden door creak, but it did not delay the harmony and joy inside the door.

If you go out the next day, you will be a world of pink and jade.

Everyone could only rub their faces with snow, which was considered to have washed them, and they set off on the road again to Jiulong Waterfall.

After noon, the snow gradually stopped, and the sun emitted a warm orange light, making everyone's body warm. Outside the breath, it gradually rose, condensed into white frost gathered on the eyebrows and eyelashes, and finally formed a piece of white.

The road for everyone to climb the mountain gradually became difficult. The afternoon sun shone on his back, making people unable to wear the cloak.

Jiang Liu was so tired that she breathed heavily and said, "Mr. Humming, I'm so tired!"

Wang Lucao tried his best to control his breathing. His usual jade face was blushed and said with a smile: "You are so tired, who else can you be?"

Jiang Liu rolled his eyes and said, "Haha, we are all like this. You still don't forget to tease me a few words, Brother Wang, why bother with you?"

Wang Lucao smiled and said, "I don't know, just as soon as you open your mouth, I can't help it. This is an innate reaction, not because I did it on purpose."

Jiang Liu said "...", "You are still innocent."

Wang Lucao shrugged and smiled and said, "That's true. I have always been very upright."

Shen Kang said: "I have heard that Jiulong Waterfall is magnificent, but I didn't expect it to be so difficult to find."

I saw in the National Geographic magazine that Jiulong Waterfall originated from Tiandu, Yuping, Alchemy, and Fairy Palm Peak. It poured down from the Luohan Peak and Xianglu Peak in nine stacks. Each stack is a pool called Jiulong Pond. The ancients praised it: "Flying springs do not allow Kuanglu Waterfall, and the cliffs support the sky and hang Jiulong." It is the most magnificent waterfall in Huangshan. Baizhang Waterfall is located between the Qingtan and Ziyun Peak of Huangshan, and descends along a thousand-foot cliff, forming a Baizhang Waterfall. There is a Baizhang Platform near which a waterfall is built in front of the platform.
Chapter completed!