Yiwu, gold is everywhere. I thought it was a commercial city with paper drunken gold fans. I didn't expect that there was such a real fertile land on the right of Binwang Bridge on the banks of the Dongyang River, and I was carefully served. On the right side of the bridge, thousands of plum flowers were planted. Probably when the spring is cold, there will be thousands of red plums blooming here. To the left of the bridge is the Chouzhou Park that accidentally broke into. Yu Zixuanhong. In this red leaf drifting in the late autumn, I was alone in the park trails scattered with red and yellow leaves, and I felt that the Buddha was in the private garden of Japan... Yiwu Jinhua