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Coconut island travel

Travel to hainan people occasionally heard of coconut island, visit the coconut island is probably not much really. Is to go to, the tour to slip a circle, have a look, or back towards the sea, or reclining palm shoot a few photos, to show honor, is going on, and hurried away. The real heart to feel unique to coconut island that coconut chaton is lubricious, to experience the island's source far simple accommodation facilities amorous feelings, looking for the sunset coconut trees pour dye rivers that romance and warmth, so that visitors don't say no, really, is also very few. Coconut island in hainan LingShuiXian, five kilometers away from the county seat, is the lingshui river estuaries, its geographical position and natural style and features, and qionghai Wan Quanhe estuaries of boao has striking similarities. Vessel and vehicle can go. Don't think what ship all feasible, not ship here, a boat is not always there. Only when the morning sun to the surface, now catch fish boat yaren "month" double pair down the river, you just politely say hello, and fishermen will stop the pulp, the stern ran aground on the beach, a sign for you ship, don't you pay, can let you appreciate the vastness of the region of coconut trees along the way scenery, walked a ride, take a ride, conceived the coconut trees in my brain now, story, and happen in the future, so think, is very happy because he thought the places they want to go.
How can such a place with people don't make me with longing. Finally had a chance, we along with provincial tourism administration deputy director Chen, a line of six people went to lingshui on business. Car enters the lingshui county, is already 2 o 'clock in the afternoon, the river see yaren the fisherman, the boat like a month went all the way through "xiuse verve of the original desire became impossible, had to continue to drive to. Twenty minutes later, a car stopped at the lingshui river estuaries, rivers shut the path to coconut island. Lifted up his eyes, and looked, the harmony, the clear water surrounded by coconut island, tree maolin cui, serene stretch, quietly stomach between mountains, sea, river, well a wonderland at sea. There is a few ripples of the boat in the river, the fishermen were busy shrimp fishing for screw, we shouted to two ship, asked to us to opposite of coconut island. Set foot on the boat, staggered is is some fear, sit down and immediately the boat was smooth. Pulp ring, the river was kicked out of the two white wavy, boats drag and drop the two swing from deep to shallow or complex and disappear of water waves. In front of the river suddenly open, gradually will tell not clear which is the river which is the sea. Coconut island laps of the sea in the south, east, west, north be satin common hug, caress the lingshui river. If the lingshui river jiuqu eighteen bend was a dragon, winding stretch so coconut island like an emerald green pearl, set in the country of the south China sea.
Abandon ship ashore, we obviously feel wet fresh air in the tropical jungles in heart, breathe, as if into a natural YangCang, felt a cable car glides, both physically and mentally tired not to the vessel and vehicle. Known as coconut island, apart from some wild tropical fruit and herbs, only tall coconut trees. Coconut trees, deeply dense quiet, into the forest, almost can't see the outside world hohai. The coconut tree here than in other parts of the tip of the island province of hainan coconut tree weird, is god

Village beautiful scenery

I grow so big, seldom go to travel, so didn't get over the mountains of the high, the vastness of the sea has not been seen, met the most beautiful scenery to young aunt's house in the small village.
This is a small village, only one hundred homes. Although the place is small, landscape can be really good.
Not far away from the village, you will feel the whole people become relaxed, because the village there are many around the lake, the patron saint of lake is like a small village, one by one, into a piece. A breeze blew over, once more lines on the lake ripples, like a naughty kid dozen boondoggle. The weather gradually warm, winter depression is gone, replace all things recovery, full of vitality. Behold, wicker already pulled pale green shoots around the lake, rippling from time to time, positive people to show off her new dress! Somehow, the village less people, but beauty many, around the village there are many small mounds, held high, like a wave, hill covered with green grass, a distance, like a painter's green waves.
Summer comes, irritable the sun hung high in the sky, even if it is unable to block people play mood. Here some little mound is full of trees, a variety of trees, with locust trees, peach trees, pear trees, also don't know, never heard of sugar pomegranate tree... Shuttling among the trees. You don't have to worry about by the strong sunshine will illuminate, tree is all shades, even the floor is green grass, of course, you can also see a lot of wild flowers, the flowers were small, I called out their names, there are butterflies come to play, fly to kiss those lovely flowers.
As Lao she had said "Qingdao how can people forget the sea?" I also want to say: "here people can overlook the lake?" A lake full of water, there are pink, white, for I had the rare lotus, was surprised. The lake clear bottomed out, the feeling is very light is very shallow. Every summer, the people here will jump into the swimming in the lake, very cool lake, make people comfortable, working adults back, come back from school, the children all like to tired and smelly sweat jumped into the lake to wash. Friend, don't you want to come here?
"Autumn is the season of harvest," the true at all. Just autumn, the weather haven't cooler, the leaves are shaking a few patches of spirit, fruit tree produces a fruit, especially in zizyphus jujube trees, all are like the little girl hurt too, zizyphus jujube red half face, pick you can have a taste, eat little sad! In a pear tree days will produce the fruit, the pear are tiny, fierce a look like ginseng fruit, taste, sweet and water a lot. If at the time of harvesting corn came here, you will get a lot of harvest: wild grapes, small red fiery red, look like a pepper, eat a bunch of sweet; There are some unknown trees, must be you have not seen, not heard of, but you haven't eaten from the taste of nature.
Winter arrived, it is best to point under the snow, to the eye can see all the village with a layer of white gauze, the best is the case, then you can see snow mountains village, like a villa, more like a Christmas old man feel like a fairy tale. Winter weather cold, angry here also won't lose, on the lake was frozen, the children are running, because here lonely, low temperature, a thick layer of ice on the lake, they slipped a stepped on it, and throwing stones and throw farther to see who.
This is a beautiful small village, small eyes, but also very beautiful. I like it here, like this beautiful small village.

Hometown river

My hometown is not a famous tourist resort, also does not have the beautiful green hills, spectacular waterfalls. But, there is a small river. I love my hometown, more love to the stream.
When I was young, the river almost all of my childhood.
Spring creek is shy. Every year in the spring when all things recovery, stream slowly melted the ice, the fish was gradually emerge, the shore has a layer of green, a look carefully is suddenly enlighted, originally is the grass shows cute little head. The shore of a row of willows also take out the new branch. At that time, we a few friends playing on the edge of the river, but dares not to water.
Summer is a beautiful stream. Late spring or early summer, the river became our playground. In the morning, standing on the edge of the river, the lush grass, colorful flowers, is the best playmates, we adopt small flower in the hair between the grass, with a small dial dew glistening on the grass. Occasional butterfly girl gently fly dance, then, we will be running back and forth chasing a small butterfly, occasionally like empty land on the shore on a small splash, splash face, heavy, but very happy. By noon, straight-tempered arms dived into the river to catch fish and shrimp, looked at groups of fish cheerfully in the water shuttle, but one also can not grasp. Is have fun, parents had gone to the call for lunch, walk while scolded: "shouldn't play with water..." Even so, our heart is sweet. By late afternoon, the sun is down, people have come under the tree enjoy cool air beside a river, the river have more enchanting and moving, the setting sun is red on the face of it, she is so beautiful.
The autumn river is sad. Autumn is the harvest season, people are busy and seem to forget the river, the children played with it can't, because the adults above busy, children in the home guard. Brook no one accompany, very sad. Then the leaves began to speak: "river, stream, don't be sad, you still have me, I will accompany you to play." Then the leaves began to pieces of litter, because it want the stream back to ripple, to be happy. Leaves less and less, until just the last one, it said: "the river, I can't accompany you for a long time, I play with you again next year." Say that finish, it fluttered, draw a perfect arc float into the arms of the river. The stream of the heart is cool.
Winter has come, the stream grew more lonely. Around are already naked, no one willing to come to see it at a glance, only cold north wind roared, the river finally couldn't stand cold, frozen. At this time, it want to have ice thicker, in that way, children will be able to go skating, it will no longer be lonely. The illusion of it eventually, parents don't allow children close to the river in winter, already said it couldn't come up to fall into ice. Creek waiting quietly, waiting for the coming year when flowers blossom...
Hometown of river ah, I can't stay with you all the year round, just want to say to you, you will always be my heart the most beautiful stream.