You Fengfeng

Come together this morning and see the splendid sunshine outside the window. Mom and Dad watched the weather well and caught up with the weekend. So I decided to drive to the peak, climb the mountain, see the scenery, and leave the city.

It has long been known that Jifeng is one of the 72 peaks of Nanyue and is now a national forest park. It is said that the ancient times passed through here when the flood control. Therefore, in order to commemorate that he built a temple here, he also set up a monument. Later generations called the Temple of the King and the Monument of the King. After about four or fifty minutes' drive, we came to the gate of Fengfeng Forest Park. The first thing I saw was a tall archway. Behind the arch was a green forest. A boulevard stretched through the woods. On the side of the road, one or two tile houses are faintly visible. The trees are green, the roads are gray, the houses are red, the sunlight is golden, and the various colors are tied together by the special tie of the peak, which is interwoven into a colorful summer.

Walk through the gate and stroll on the boulevard to experience the magic of the peak. In the vicinity, a cluster of ferns grow on the cliffs, and a few cedar trees come together to join in the fun, unbiased roots in the lush ferns, which seems to have a general interest. In the distance, the clouds are lingering, such as light and thin silks entwined with mountains and mountains, but the green of the mountains is not weakened by this, but it is transformed from green oil to green, and it has a mysterious touch on the mountains. If a landscape painter comes to the peak at this time, he will be able to draw a masterpiece.

The road up the mountain is so shady, the thick leaves form a barrier, the strong sunlight squeezes through the leaves, leaving only a small amount of light, let us temporarily forget the summer heat. The road up the mountain is so quiet. It is far from the city. There is no such thing as a noisy life. Only the quietness of the mountains, we only hear the humming sounds.

Going to a turn, I suddenly heard the laughter of the children. I can look around and see no personal shadows. It is exactly what Wang Wei said, "The empty mountains are not seen, but the human voice is heard." Turning a few more turns, a small square suddenly appeared in front of us. The square was built on a hillside. Because there was no shelter from the trees, the strong sunlight drove straight in. The whole square was particularly bright under the high light of the sun. The heat wave did not hesitate to attack us. Let us suddenly return to the summer. day. At this time, a pavilion under the hillside attracted our attention. The heat drove us to the pavilion almost all the way to the pavilion. When I came closer, there was a cool water well in the pavilion, and the "Wang Wangquan" monument stood beside the well. According to the inscription, it turned out that this was a spring well dug by the later generations to commemorate the achievements of the Dagu River. I leaned over and picked up Wang Quanshui. A refreshing coolness was spread throughout the body by the fingers, so that the previous fatigue and heat suddenly disappeared without a trace. It’s a good spring!

After drinking a few mouthfuls of spring water and taking a break, we started to go to the "Wangwangbei". After another five minutes of mountain walk, we came to a temple, which is the "King of the Kings." Although the whole temple was old and unrepaired, it looked a bit shabby, but the tall statue of the temple in the middle of the temple made me feel respectful. Next to the "Wang Wang Temple" is the legendary "Wang Wang Monument." The words on the tablet are not pictographic or oracle, because each of them is top-heavy and shaped like a scorpion. The legendary inscription records the reason and process of Dagu's water control. Standing in front of the monument, watching even the great writer Guo Moruo can only identify a few ancient essays, they seem to tell me a piece of history. I seem to have seen Datun three crossing the house and not entering, and saw him leading the people to dredge the river. Looking at the scene of history, it seems as if you are in front of us.

Standing on the mountain, overlooking the waterscape of the trees under the mountain, Xiangjiang is like a green belt, tied to the waist of the mountains, exudes unlimited vitality. The bamboo forests in the mountains are staggered, such as a pool of unfathomable green water. At this wonderful peak, looking at the scenery in front of you and following the footsteps of the ancients, it is really satisfying.

Yangcheng Chengzhang Experimental Middle School, Yanfeng District, Hengyang, Hunan, China