If the colorful forests of Dalangou are blended with "pleasing to the eye", then the splendor of Xiaolangou must be measured by "dazzling eyes." My vision became colorful, the color of the scissors...On the way back from Xianglu Mountain in Yicangshan Forest Park to Heixonggou scenic spot, there are about one thousand meters of Japanese larch standing on both sides of the road. We went straight when we got off the car. He ran, and first pointed the camera at the golden guys. The sky cut by the pine branches is like a blue sky, flowing between our POSE, frozen into our picture. The red leaves of Heixonggou have already left in the autumn wind. According to the diagram, we can only return in defeat. I quickly abandoned the strategy and tampered with the itinerary and went to the Daxiaolangou Nature Reserve. Which fairy sister’s palette has fallen into the world? We were stunned by the colorful colors, we opened our eyes and held our breath, and sang with our hearts to make peace with this beautiful autumn scenery. The continuous mountains are like a woven and densely woven over-large colorful shawl. The golden, red, and green trees undulate with the mountain, the whirling branches are swaying in the clean mountain breeze, the sun is beautiful, the sky is blue, we are in Dalan Gouzoukou hesitated, and was impressed by the beautiful scenery in front of him. Cameras and mobile phones were on the battlefield, and the scenery and the beauties were taken in. Is it a blessing for the eyes or a luxury for the soul to watch the mountains and rivers from the shore of Dalangou? Perhaps, at this moment, I have become a landscape in the lens of others! There is no need to look at the mirror, I believe that I must be spring breeze ten miles, amiable. Rose red, burgundy, Chu red, goose yellow, golden, orange, pink green, soft green, dark green... My vision becomes colorful, and the color of the scissors rashly pulls out my ear holes, and the noise is coming, and the inner Hilarious joy is within reach: "Whoever is a latecomer should be in this heart." If the colorful forests of Dalangou are blended with "pleasing to the eye", then the splendor of Xiaolangou must be measured with "dazzling eyes." Ascending the stream, the gurgling leaves nourished slipped into our lens and stunned; looking up to the sky (of course from the angle of the hat), with a gesture of action, the towering trees, the blue sky and the sun were framed together. "Water is the wave of the eyes, and the mountain is the gathering of eyebrows". At this time, slowing down the rhythm and walking is the best posture for me to rest. But as I climbed high and looked into the distance, smiled at the mountains, rubbed the love given by the colors, my brain kept running in the muddle, ecstatic, and thoughtful. Ye'er's Qing songs and mountain breeze dances, colorful and gorgeous, eye-catching, "Songs in the daytime must be indulged in wine", "Crazy poems and books"! I want to be drunk and dream to die in this colorful world! -Where's the wine? ! -Where's the book? ! Take the-piano-come-ha ha, the "book boys" are watching the scenery, leaving me alone!