Wugang City, Hunan Province, the holy land of tourism - Longziqiao Lake water

The wild fruits of the mountains are ripe

Who

put this sweet juice

injected

the full lake

and let it overflow from the mouth of the pot?

Note: Longziqiao is a mysterious mountain village in Shuangpai Town, Wugang City, Hunan Province. Here the environment is beautiful, simple folk, an ancient and mysterious underground river from the cliffs in the crevices of the jet, in front of the Huangling Mountain to form a natural lake, the lake from the embankment fence and wantonly overflow, diffuse into a waterfall, fell on the bottom of the dam on the green stone plate, splashing white snow lotus, and then converge into a river. In the innermost part of the lake right above, there is a huge and deep mysterious cavern, into the sound of gurgling water in the forest echoed in the strange rocks, full of that upside down or standing stalactites, like a variety of animal and plant species, different colors and manners of thousands of people. The whole cave is like an ice underground palace, rich and beautiful. The further you go in, the more you feel that the heaven and earth spirit of the devil's handiwork. So inward extension of about two kilometers, only to see a curved natural stone arch under the cave, the river slowly from the stone arch under the flow through, in which can see the sky and the sun's light is a pool of emerald-green lake, and the lake on all sides of the cliffs, as if there is a sky beyond the sky. So a hole in a chain of holes straight to more than ten kilometers away, even deeper and farther. Oh! Here is a typical karst landscape. The water in the river is warm in winter and cool in summer, the water quality clear to the end, you can also see the swimming fish and crabs and even small shrimp in the water between the fine stones and grasses leisurely play. River water is rich in many trace elements necessary for the human body, is a natural high-quality mineral water. Most of the Longziqiao natives living here are long-lived, eighty-nine ten, more than a hundred years old everywhere, which is not unrelated to drinking the rock water here as a child. There are still old waterwheels creaking along the green river, and old rice-milling workshops and hydroelectric power stations powered by water. Soft and shy river water in the curved across a few arches of ancient and beautiful stone bridge, from the fields surrounded by mountains, find a gap, and after a dragon shaped wooden frame wind and rain bridges, like a carp jumped the Dragon Gate, joyfully into the water.