Step Over the Seventh Star Rock Bridge?

Spring has come
This morning, the mist is delicate like silk.
A friend said that the misty clouds are not visible to seven star rocks.
Walking on the east gate welcoming bridge
like entering a dream
I don't hurry to cross to the other side
and let me take a look at the bridge railing, gazing at the sky and water
appreciating the beautiful scenery of black and white

Liang Liang's shot
It's not invisible, it's just not visible
After crossing the bridge, follow the small path to the deep south. Seven star rock has always been full of sentiment. And the mist-covered star rock is even more affectionate. Look, the soft mist is gently blurred by the water surface; listen, the quiet rain threads are played by the willow branches, quietly. Birds carefully hissed, also didn't speak, afraid to disturb the star rock's water spirit whisper.
Seven star rock is based on the mountain, based on the water, based on the bridge, everywhere is full of spirituality. Look, some peaks go out and become islands, some fold together into constellations, at the same time, the water forms five lakes like the sea, surrounded by it, and the intersection of the bridges. When the shore is a sea of flowers, I quietly walked along the small bridges on the road.

Step over the seventh star rock bridge?
From to , you must pass through one , it's the most precious seven star rock bridge, small and exquisite, curved and plump, like a lying dragon as legend. The ripples reflect, as if seeing the shadow of the shadow and a slight white jade light, mixed with the melancholy of the late Ming and the quiet mystery of the modern era. Going up the bridge has a feeling of Lingbo's friendly walk, standing on the bridge, the opposite side is the Beijing Yihe Garden's imperial building style five dragons pavilion and five dragons bridge.
Bridge and bridge leaning against each other, people and bridge hold affection. I remember that my seniors had a saying: 'I walk across the bridge, you walk', but I admire them 'beg for the price of everyone to build the bridge', and made the bridge have a relationship with the working people. Maybe walking across the bridge is walking good deeds, as long as the mind is clear and open.
Go west, listen to the sound of the heavens and the earth, the lake is not rippled, but there are occasional ripples. In the misty and beautiful lake, a long bridge suddenly appeared, called the nineteenth bridge, also called jade belt bridge. Walking closer, I felt blank, just like ordinary people's scenery, the bridge doesn't have ups and downs, doesn't have elegance, doesn't have openness, it's just the reputation of a jade belt, about to be.
Only at the pavilion bridge, there is a refreshing wind. Here, tourists are few, I wander freely, imagining in the vast scenery, guests come from the clouds, people come from the mirror, it's also a beautiful scenery. Looking east, west, and north, the distant mountains are covered in green, the fine rain weaves affectionate threads, perhaps you can still meet art in the bridge?
Seven star rock is not three steps and one bridge, five steps and one ladder, but counting one by one, there are also many bridges. There is a nine-turn eight-turn, winding and exquisite nine-turn bridge, there is a bridge that enters the bird paradise, there is a rainbow bridge where people come and go, laughing and chatting, there is a straight-going sky pine forest, there is a lake connected to lilies, the rainbow shadow rings around the red lotus bridge, there is a smoke-like autumn wind, the shimmering sunset-colored mist bridge, there is a jade disk falling into water, the water moon bridge, and various small bridges and bridges, like stone bridges, plank bridges, cement bridges, and wire rope bridges, attracting people to stop and admire, there is no language to describe, only to feel that if you want to get the seven star rock's diverse elements, then you have to cross every bridge.

Photo: Liang Zhu
When I went out in the rain, I didn't have much expectation, just went with the flow, didn't care about crossing the bridge. Unexpectedly, this trip has a feeling of turning around: hidden ten miles of the lake, wandering along the flowers, shadow long and distant, half smoke half rain, stepped over the seventh star rock bridge?,

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