Dream of Butterfly Spring

Dream of Butterfly Spring

Going to Butterfly Spring was purely by chance. On the way back to Dali from Lijiang, when we stopped at a jade jewelry store in Myitchi, a tour guide from Dali took a bus to follow us back to Dali. She immediately explained to us some scenic spots and interesting things about Dali. Later, when she heard that we didn’t go to Butterfly Spring, she said that it would be a pity not to go to Butterfly Spring when we came to Dali. Then a fellow tourist said that it would be even more regretful to go to Butterfly Spring. Because it is winter at this time, there are no golden flowers flying in Butterfly Spring and butterflies picking flowers. Therefore, many people still feel that they should not go and it would be pointless to watch it. I said, since you are here, let’s go and experience the scenery of Dali Butterfly Spring in different seasons. Because the scenery I saw in the movie "Five Golden Flowers" is very beautiful, I have always wanted to experience for myself what the butterfly tree that the golden flowers and Apeng brothers have promised each other to do for life looks like. How different is it from the scene in the movie? The tour guide contacted us with tickets for eight people, and the other ten or so people didn't go. This part of the itinerary is still some time away from Dali. After a few days of contact, the tourists in our group have become familiar with each other, and everyone is very interested. At this time, a beautiful woman from Daqing spontaneously hosted a performance for more than a dozen people in the car, doing Some interactive games are used to relieve the difficulties of the journey through singing, telling jokes and other entertainment methods. With everyone's active participation, the atmosphere in the car immediately became lively, and even those who wanted to sleep woke up. Everyone is scrambling to grab the wheat. There were also several traveling companions, both male and female, drinking, chatting, telling stories, and singing behind the seats. It was a harmonious atmosphere. This was the happiest episode during the journey. But it is difficult for me to sing. I am not very good at singing. I have no choice but to escape. Under their repeated requests, I made up a nonsense song called "Wish my friends a happy journey on my trip to Yunnan". The acrostic poem is dedicated to fellow travellers.

The vast Yucang Mountain on the top of the clouds, the spiritual connection between the north and south Guanyin.

The interesting picture of the Five Lakes is a smile, and it is fun to travel to the end of the world.

I wish you all good luck every day, and may you always be well.

New gifts from friends open the way to the heart, and old feelings from friends are intoxicating.

It is difficult for travelers to reunite after all, and they forget to return the surprises along the way.

Take a quick photo of the feast of cormorant fish and enjoy the mountains and rivers of the ancient city.

The singing in the car is still going on, the jokes are still being made, the laughter, singing, and applause are all so sweet, and unknowingly, we have returned to the magical land of Dali. The Butterfly Spring is in sight, and the passion in my heart is burning with anticipation. Sometimes the meaning of walking is to look for scenes that overlap with dreams.

Butterfly Spring is located at the foot of Yunong Peak in Cangshan Mountain, 27 kilometers south of the ancient city of Dali. Oncoming is the landmark building of Butterfly Spring, with white walls and blue tiles. On the right side there is a large stone with the words "Diequan Dreams Come True" inlaid with red characters. On the left side there is a small stone with green characters inlaid. I have forgotten what it said. On the right hand side of the entrance, there is the landmark building of Butterfly Spring Park. There is a big old tree behind, and there are many purses hanging on the tree. The quiet park is clean and environmentally friendly. The grass walls on that side are neat and green, decorating the appearance of the park. Didn't make too many stops. After taking a simple photo, we filed in through the ticket gate. It was almost dusk, and the park staff were getting off work soon, urging us to watch quickly.

Keep walking quickly up, which is the road to work. It is a patchwork of gravel and cement slabs. On both sides are green bamboos and unknown old trees. The leaves are shadowed in the gray light of dusk. It was whirling, and occasionally fragments of bright light were reflected, which was quite beautiful and made me feel excited. It was also very difficult to walk up to the post quickly. Where the winding path led to the secluded place, there were soon flowers and trees in full bloom, swaying to welcome us. There is a stone archway with the charm of an ancient city in front of us, which welcomed our attention and wandering around. We immediately took photos as a souvenir. There are three golden characters "Butterfly Spring" written on the archway. It is said that this is the ink mark left by Guo Moruo when he visited Dali in 1961. The font looks vigorous and powerful.

Continuing forward, there are houses, stone steps, and corner stone bridges, which look very ancient. There are antique street lamps leading to the secluded area, and you turn around and go straight to the Butterfly Spring where "Five Golden Flowers" is performed. The butterfly spring covers an area of ??about fifty square meters and is square in shape. It is surrounded by guardrails made of marble. The guardrails are very delicate. There are butterflies that seem to be about to fly inlaid in the gaps between the guardrails of more than one meter. Beautiful and spectacular. In the middle of the square spring, there are still three golden characters "Butterfly Spring" inlaid on the stone wall, with a white background color, which is particularly eye-catching.

Among the lush woods, on the right hand side facing the center of the Butterfly Spring, there is an ancient tree lying beside the spring. Its flowers look like butterflies about to take flight, so it is called the "Butterfly Tree". Above and below the ancient tree, there are green wall-creepers and other plants and flowers entwining, densely falling into the spring water. The interlaced green and yellow leaves are reflected in the clear spring water, which is really beautiful.

There are fish swimming around in the Butterfly Spring. Directly above the marble guardrail, there are four large golden characters "Fountain Butterfly Dance" inlaid on both sides of gray and white, which are particularly prominent on the black marble surface. Climbing up the stairs are dense woods. Turning around and going down the stone steps, there are five lion heads spitting out spring water. The spring water is gurgling and flowing down. Hold a handful in the palm of your hand and take a sip of the cool and sweet spring water, which is refreshing. It is said that this spring water is due to the melted snow on Cangshan Mountain. The water quality is very good and rich in minerals. There is a local proverb: "Drink some butterfly spring water and you will be drunk for ten thousand years." We all enjoyed the sweetness of this clear spring. Stop for a while and think about the five golden flowers singing beautiful songs beside the clear spring water. It seems to be ringing in my ears: "Dali has beautiful scenery in March, and the singing of dressing up by the Butterfly Spring..."

I felt that in the movie Jinhua and Apeng were dressing up by this spring, and in this butterfly tree It turns out that there are really butterfly springs and butterfly trees in Dali. It turns out that the story in the movie is the real customs and love story of the local Bai people. I followed my companions as if in a dream, and walked out of this sacred place that I had longed for when I was young - the Fountain of Dreams.

In winter, I did not see butterflies spreading their wings, nor did I see butterfly trees blooming, but I felt that the flowers of this ancient tree were still butterflies, and butterflies were flying flowers. This vivid metaphor. There is a feeling that grows in this land, and there is a love that lingers beside this ancient butterfly tree. You might as well plant the seeds of a dream here, and wait until the branches and leaves are luxuriant, and when the spring flowers bloom, we will pick them up again. The dream that was planted will once again shock and make up for the soul!

I generally don’t make detailed plans for my walks. I just rely on a feeling and intuitively long for a mood, a persistence, and an experience, which is enough for me to do unlimited things in boring days. Let your imagination fly. Dali, the paradise in my dreams, the ancient city of Dali, was once a city of ancient culture that fascinated me. The seeds of my dreams will sprout here and become greener day by day. I am grateful for every chance encounter that never crossed my path. I am grateful to the ancient city of Dali and the simple people of the Bai nationality for dyeing my impetuous heart with a calm and calm green smile. One day, I will come here again, looking for the harvest of dreams and the footsteps of my walking...