Drive along the Tengrui Line, when the car passes through the Lianghe River in the ancient land of Nandian and enters the green dam with a view of Pingchou, this is the Yingjiang Dam. The beautiful Daying River passes through the dam from northeast to southwest, and finally flows out of the country into the Ayeyarwady River, Myanmar.
The Daying River Basin runs through Yingjiang County, and the two sides of the river have formed extremely rich river wetlands under the sculpting of the years. Looking at the Daying River from a distance, it is not so poetic and picturesque, and there are only magnificent scenes of mountains.
From a distance, the silver-white belt is the Daying River. Although it is not a famous mountain or river, it will be inexplicably moved when you visit it in person.
The Dayingjiang National Wetland Park has not been artificially modified, and still maintains the basic original appearance of the river wetland, full of "wild interest". Looking from a distance, the golden reeds are open and boundless, like a stretched and colorful picture scroll.
The beautiful scenery is like a warm and transparent emerald, inlaid on the edge of Yingjiang County, adding a different color to Yingjiang.
Walking along, admiring the beautiful and boundless scenery along the way. The rice fields are lush and green, rippling with the wind, and a few wild flowers are blooming in the fields, swaying romantically and gracefully in the wind.
The reeds are rippling, and you can enjoy the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river by boat.
There are endless farmland on both sides of the bank, dotted with villages surrounded by bamboo trees, thousands of miles of phoenix bamboo dikes on the river bank, green islands in the middle of the river, blue sky and white clouds, and green bamboo islands reflected on the long river.
Stepping on the plank road made of green bamboo, we searched for the depths of the reeds. The reeds either took root in swamps and wetlands, or grew in clusters in lakes and river ditches.
The reeds along the Daying River are in continuous bloom, and the whiteness is like the Milky Way flowing. The reeds are flying in the breeze and the sky is full of snow. The beautiful season of rippling reeds makes tourists intoxicated.
The air by the river has a slight fishy smell, soft and cool, refreshing the heart and lungs, and one can't help but cheer and feel comfortable after taking a breath. When the reed flowers are in full bloom, it looks like a sea of white and soft cotton from afar, swaying with the wind.
Reed, also known as Jianjia, is graceful and charming, and is known as the "grass forest". In ancient times, it was regarded as a lovesick thing, and the gurgling brook sent Yi Ren with his thoughts. The picture of reeds floating in the sky gives more happiness and romantic poetry.
A gust of wind blows, and the reeds are rippling with the wind, and they fall neatly in the same direction. The reeds push each other and rush to the distance, like rolling up a thousand hectares of waves.
The endless, white, light, and soft reed flowers floated from the river bank with the wind. In Yingjiang in late autumn, where the reed flowers are in full bloom, let us accompany this white elf, play and take pictures, and feel the wonderful feeling of the unity of heaven, earth, people and scenery, so beautiful that we can't breathe.
In the afternoon, there were no boats and rafts on the river, the waves receded, the water surface returned to calm, and the reeds were still tall and straight, as usual. I sat quietly in the bamboo shadow, enjoying Yingjiang alone: no one can keep the passing time, but everyone can keep a most precious memory.
Looking at the swaying reeds in a daze, taking a deep breath, the air is filled with a faint earth fragrance, which is a rare return to the original for those who have lived in the city for a long time.
The setting sun hides behind the thin clouds, and the endless blue sky is dyed a layer of golden yellow, and the pure white clouds are dyed a deep fiery red, spreading to the surroundings and penetrating the clouds, and the sun shines on the water surface, sparkling.
Standing on the plank road, in the distance, the sky and the earth are connected together, and the sunset in the sky and the setting sun on the lake reflect each other; nearby, the scattered ponds are like mirrors, and the round and bright red setting sun sits quietly on the water.
Villagers carrying baskets walked across the bamboo bridge, their faces could not be seen clearly, but their figures were very clear. Such a simple life scene, reflected in the golden sunset, was picturesque.
Strolling on the bamboo plank road, surrounded by rippling reeds, breathing fresh air, you can relax physically and mentally. Here is the "poetry and distance" in your heart.