Drunken Shilong Cave

Drunken Shilong Cave

Shortly after the spring, the ice and snow have not completely melted. Listening to my friends' descriptions of Shilong Cave, my heart is covered with a mysterious color, and the wish to go to Shilong Cave is getting stronger and stronger.

I went to a few friends and went to explore the mystery in my heart. Along the way, I walked through the green and yellow winter grass, and my friends walked along the path to the Shilong Cave.

Looking at it from afar, the joy in my heart could not be concealed. Turning into the foothills, a huge ice waterfall covered on the cliff wall, quite a visual impact of "flying down three thousand feet, suspected that the Milky Way fell nine days"! The huge ice waterfall flashed with sparkling light, like a naughty child thinking of me blinking.

As soon as I walked into the icefall, my soul seemed to be pure because of its holiness.

I reached out and touched the icefall. A refreshing chill came from my fingertips and spread to the whole body, then the chest slowly condensed. My heart was eroded by the chill of the stocks. My youthful and hot, I only know that I am moving forward, because this chill has become calm!

Below the icefall, there is a high "falling wave". The "falling waves" are scattered one by one and become a layer of waves; it seems like a white lotus is together, like a few big white peony. Together, it is like a few low-lying fountains drilled from the ground.

After the "falling wave", there is a small pond that has been frozen. Only the middle of the pond has a huge ice cube that is almost as high as my waist. The big ice cube stands there, and there is a kind of tremor. Loneliness.

The cliffs on both sides of the pond are recessed into the inside, so the snow above flows down into the "ice cone" of the inverted conical stone column. There are several piles of low ice piles below, quite like stalactites.

"Come on, let's go, hehe." 'There are too many ice cones on both sides of the pond. The dripping water hits the ice cone. Like the rain on the window sill when it rains, there is a kind of rain in the rain. The water drops down. Strings of beaded curtains hung on the cliffs and jumped out of a string of notes.

Some of them fell into the creek where the ice falls, and when they "when", they jumped in and picked up the tunes of the creek.

The stream "哗哗" flows, singing a hymn to this beautiful ice creek. The stream and the sand at the bottom of the stream, the water in the stream rubbed a brisk and sweet melody.

I closed my eyes to feel the beauty of this stone dragon cave, the sound of water droplets falling on the ice cone, the sound of the stream, and the soft sound of the birds.

Looking at this clear and lovely stream, I couldn't help but take a cold cold water to the entrance. The sweet taste in the clear occupies occupied my mouth.

My clear-cut soul seems to have been brighter and cleaner by the springs melted by this icefall.

Third day: summer night shadow