This song was created for my hometown----Ziyuan, Guilin City. I always miss my hometown, especially when I heard this sweet song. There is much beautiful scenery in my hometown. But the Octagon Village is one of the beautiful places which I like the most. I visited there nearly each season when I way in my hometown. You will understand my feeling after reading my introduction. Maybe you have a desire to enjoy it. Then don’t hesitate, let’s go to seek it!
The Octagon Village was nicknamed the Cloud Terrace Mountain. Its highest peak is of 818 meters altitude and adopts the name from the eight warped corners of it. It is famed for “the Spirit of Limestone” and it is the combination of Tai Mountain’s grandness, the Hua Moutain’s danger and E’mei Moutain’s grace.
In spring, my friends and I climbed this high mountain to have fun after the cold winter. As I walked, a special feeling arose in my heart. With the coming of spring, tender leaves and heavy-sprouted buds unfolded. Flowers were in full bloom. I can hear the rustling of leaves in the brisk breeze, the whispering and chuckling and bickering of birds. I can smell the refreshing fragrance that pervades the air. Nature showed me a world of new beginning and new hope.
In summer, the grass and trees grow flourishly. A great many flowers are in full blossom on the hillside. The blue sky is decorated with white clouds. They are drifting in the air like pieces of white blankets. I inhale the fresh air as deeply as I can and the aroma invades my whole being. I prefer to live here for the rest of my life.
At sunset in autumn, the path has become a golden world while leaves are fluttering in the air with wind just like the dancing butterflies. The trees have turned brown. They look so impressive. The golden leaves m a golden track and a golden sunshine dress up the Octagon Village in a splendid gown.
In winter, everything here is white. Instead of the flying leaves, the white snow ornaments the mountain with its wonderful performances and the path has changed its coat. Silver snow, a silver track, silver trees and silver sunshine also has its charm.
When I stand on the top of the peak, I can get a panorama view of the Octagon Village. The visible and touchable changes with time, there are sea of cloud, cloud belt, cloud tide and cloud lake, etc. I am so intoxicated by the breathingtaking beauty. My spirit is going outside my body. I step on the ground and breathe the air. Everything is so clean and fresh. The wet grass gives out a delicate fragrance. The memory of the past life, full of challenges, competitions, laugh, pain and love haunts me. But now , I am not the master of my own fate. If only time flies back so that I could carefully savor and contemplate the beauty of true life.
When you are indulged heavily by the city, please come to the Octagon Village, and find some places to sit down, the spring-like greenness here all the year round will surely clean up your mind.