Chapter 430 Shooting everywhere

Before coming, Zhang Niu planned to take Kaixin and Li Min to watch Dinghu Peak on the cement road. However, the Dinghu Peak, which was like a stalagmites in front of him, obviously attracted the interest of the two.

From a distance, I could only feel the momentum of Dinghu Peak, but I didn’t feel like I was standing close to me. Seeing the two of them eager to try, Zhang Niu could only follow the small hill road and walk into the desolate Shibawan.

Now, Shibawan has the scene of Dinghu Peak in front of him. The scenery here is even more beautiful. The trickle of water flows from the upper part, gently slapping the round stones, as if playing wonderful music.

At Shibawan, when Li Min stood by the roadside, she thought the scenery here was unique, so she came here to take a picture. Zhang Niu stood behind her from afar, watching silently, seeing from the small screen of the camera, the scenery here seemed to be frozen and jumped into her eyes.

The construction of Shibawan has not started yet, so the most common ones are round pebbles. Most of the stones here rush down from the mountain streams and stopped at the small lake in Shibawan.

After countless long rivers, the pebbles here gradually become more and more numerous. Standing by the stream, you can easily find round stones like eggs. People with artistic vision in the village often go to the streams in the mountains to find some strange-shaped stones.

Don’t underestimate these stones by the mountain stream. These stones can often be sold at a good price. Of course, these stones must be sold at a good price in a special place, or there may be buyers who admire them, so we don’t know this.

Zhang Niu didn’t know much about the situation in Shibawan, he could only say that he knew a small part of it, and only heard it from the elderly in the village. Now that Li Min is taking photos here, of course, the information about the place here must be told to Kaixin.

You can't let people see the scenery here and don't know what it is called, it's a funny thing.

"This mountain stream is called Shibawan. The source of the stream comes from the mountains, and no one has walked along the mountain stream to the end." Zhang Niu said, pointing to the winding mountain stream.

He laughed happily and said, "The stream here is very clean, clear and transparent. Standing by the stream, you can see the cheerful stream fish under the stream. I really want to catch stream fish in the stream." Little stars appeared in my eyes.

As Kaixin said, coming from the cement road, this small lake in Shibawan gives people the impression that it is holy and without any environmental pollution. This is not seen in ordinary mountain villages.

Usually, the small streams in the countryside are mostly white garbage floating. I won’t mention this for now, but it is a real thing to say that the streams now become garbage streams.

Zhang Niu even remembered that when he was young, the stream outside the village could still swim in the water naked and catch fish. Standing below, he saw the cheerful little fish. With the different times, this originally extremely clear stream gradually became the current garbage river in the long river of time.

Now the mountain stream in front of me is very well preserved, without any garbage floating by, and the water is clear and clear. Of course, it is a wonderful thing to catch fish in the stream and play in the water.

After Li Min took a picture here, she found a few round stones by the stream, and then she willingly left this Shibawan and followed Zhang Niu to the small stone bridge by the mountain stream.

Standing in front of Dinghu Peak, Li Min felt the momentum of the stalagmites rising from the ground. When standing in front of this stalagmites, he realized that some small peaks were not as beautiful as this stalagmites.

The collapsed stones were still placed there without any movement. The stalagmites were surrounded by branches of pine trees left there. They looked particularly messy.

Even if the environment here is messy, for Kaixin and Li Min, the scenery here cannot be affected by some messy things around it. Just ignore these things.

When you look at the scenery, you see the main scenery, not the scattered things around you. These are like green leaves, which can support the beauty of red flowers. This is the truth that has not changed forever.

Whether it is a handsome guy or a beautiful woman, they like to have flowers around them. Otherwise, how can they show their beauty? This is a personal opinion after all, and this is what Dinghu Peak is now.

After reluctantly leaving this naturally formed stalagmites, Zhang Niu brought the two of them to Happy Valley. There were probably a lot of content shot here, which was not comparable to some places outside.

After coming in, I felt happy as if I had arrived. Tao Yuanming wrote an article about the paradise. There was a strong antique atmosphere here, just as the book said, this was a place of refuge.

The wooden houses here in Kaixin Valley are not built together in a row, but are arranged in an orderly and disorderly manner to form single but unconnected houses. This is the biggest highlight of these wooden houses.

The wooden houses built are separated in a mess. The first influence of personal is that they are a little unkind. However, after watching these wooden houses for a long time, they give people a completely different impression, giving people a sense of comfort in a strange place.

These wooden houses are all arranged in a row. Some are like buildings in the city, which somewhat destroys the beauty. They subconsciously believe that this is another structure like a city villa, which can be arranged in a messy and unconnected manner, and these wooden houses show this antique atmosphere.

Adding these bamboos near the wooden house gives a hazy and beautiful feeling, just like those beauties wearing veils, with a hazy and charming feeling, all of which are added to the color of some nearby items.

Happy loves the antique wooden houses here very much. Not only the wooden houses, but also the small stone roads around them are all a new feeling.

In this semi-enclosed valley, there is this antique wooden house, which is indeed a very wonderful place. These seem to be not explained in the information. There would be no construction here, and of course these antique wooden houses will never come.

"White Crane?" After Kaixin finished looking at these wooden houses, he suddenly saw the bird eagle on the mountain wall and couldn't help but exclaim.

After looking around for a while, I realized that there were bird nests everywhere on the mountain walls. There were many birds staying on the mountain walls. Except for a very few of these birds that can be recognized, all other birds knew nothing.

At this time, the sun did not rise. After flying in the air for a while, these migratory birds returned from the sky, landed on the treetops of the mountain wall, pecked at their hair and took care of it.

These elegant migratory birds pose in many beautiful positions on the mountain walls, which made Li Min constantly photograph all the elegant postures she saw.

At first, when they came to this Happy Valley, the two of them were still guessing where this place was. The name was very artistic, although the name was quite tacky. But now after seeing the scenery here, the name of this Happy Valley is actually quite suitable for this place.

When we arrived early in the morning, all these migratory birds flew in the air and strolled on the sand by the lake.

Li Min was taking photos, and Zhang Niu introduced some specific situations of the migratory birds here. All of these birds living here are migratory birds. They will fly back to the south when spring comes here and early autumn.

After knowing these migratory birds, Zhang Niu knew that these migratory birds were going to spend the winter in the south. This unexpectedly discovered Happy Valley can only be used as a temporary habitat, and some types are at those midpoint gas stations.

"When you wait here, I'll go to the house to eat some birds." The two of you were happy here and continued to photograph these usually very ugly migratory birds.

"Li Min, do you think this is a wonder? How come there are so many migratory birds gather here? I remember that there are not so many migratory birds in the wild ecological park in our provincial capital."

Li Min, carrying the camera, squinted her eyes and looked for a good angle. When she heard happy words, she laughed and said, "What's so strange about this? This is a mountain-based environment. Birds have always liked to be in these places. The ecological park in our provincial capital is artificially cultivated. How could those migratory birds flying by like this? The city is noisy and lively and can't adapt to them at all. This is different. To be honest, I like the environment here very much, especially those antique wooden houses."

Li Min was right, and the migratory birds passed by, and they were particularly strict with the habitat. However, the migratory birds I saw this time were mixed and I didn’t want to see a single migratory bird flock.

Standing in front of the mountain wall, although you can't see the length of the entire mountain wall, you can imagine how many migratory birds live here on this mountain wall. The bird shadows can be seen everywhere make this peaceful Happy Valley lively.

Taking the bird food he bought, Zhang Niu brought the two of them to the Sanbian Lake in the wooden house. In the past, he would have stood in front of the cave entrance of the Happy Valley and could see the green Sanbian Lake in a flat manner.

Now that I stand at the entrance of the cave, I can no longer see the lake. There are only the antique wooden houses blocking the front, as well as these newly planted ornamental bamboos, which are more artistic.

When I saw migratory birds living in the antique wooden houses and mountain walls, if I knew a lake filled with clouds, I wonder what I would think, would I be surprised or surprised?

This is how Li Min and Kaixin feel now. They followed Zhang Niu through the wooden house under construction and came to the green lake.

Standing in front of the lake, I realized how big this lake is. The lake surface in the distance is blocked by a layer of natural clouds, which makes people wonder what kind of place it is inside.

There are many migratory birds flying above the clouds and mist, and on the sand by the lake, there are also many birds stepping on the sand, slowly looking for food.

It looked particularly touching. He was not afraid of the three people not far from the lake and still walked slowly on the sand.

The sand here was originally thin, but Zhang Niu bought several trucks of sand from the downstream, all of which were laid to the lake, making the place look more beautiful and charming.

A few trucks of sand were indeed used correctly. This place had been abandoned for a long time, but the sand had turned light white after many years.

These newly added sand completely meets the needs of birds by the lake. Even birds also need sand as a mixer, and can be used as grinding stones to catalyze the food they eat.
Chapter completed!