Hongcheng Photography by the River, Golden Rapeseed Fields Spreading Wildly, Lost in Delight and Reluctance to Leave.
In March, the misty clouds draped over the Daba Mountain peaks, and a refreshing east wind blew across the plains. Green mountains and clear waters converged in Hongcheng, wildflowers bloomed on the roadside, butterflies fluttered around, (nιě nιě cuǐ yān - wisps of smoke) awaited the return of spring, and the willow bank's blossoms meant a new village.
The earth released a captivating fragrance, blossoms on the branches laughed so enthusiastically they stood tall, willow branches lowered their heads, yearning to dance with the spring wind and play in its shadow. Spring returned to the earth, with abundant spring light, unintentionally recalling a beautiful pastoral poem 'Tree Surrounds the Village'.
The entire poem: 'Tree Surrounds the Village', 'Water fills the ponds.' 'Leaning on the east wind, leisurely wandering.' 'Small garden, gathering all the spring light.' 'There are red peach blossoms, white plum blossoms, and yellow rapeseed blossoms.' 'Faraway walls, hidden thatched cottages.' 'A blue flag, beside the flowing bridge.' 'Occasionally, with a sudden impulse, stepping over Donggang (East Hill). 'Just as the warblers sing and swallows dance, butterflies are busy.'
Every word is a pearl, depicting the picturesque rural landscape in exquisite ink paintings. This is the world of paradise that people deeply yearn for, captivating and mesmerizing.
Year after year, year after year, today after today. The rapeseed flower field beside the Wu Chen River in Xin County is already golden and shimmering across the wild expanse, truly lovable. Whether it's a photographer or visitors drawn by reputation.
Everyone was stunned, involuntarily stopping to gaze in the distance for several minutes. Even standing on the hillside, the fragrance of the flower buds wafted in, little bees buzzed through the flowers, occasionally flying to brush against one's face, listening to the buzzing of their wings, and with a gentle wave of the hand, they flew away again.
After the astonishment, they quickly took out their phones and cameras, snapping pictures non-stop. Being in the flower field, one is intoxicated and cannot resist leaving. (Photography by Wang Yu Xin)
