Praise Banna's beautiful poems

South of colorful clouds, Xishuangbanna, a beautiful, rich, magical and dreamy place! Legend has it that a long time ago, Prince Zhao Shutun of A Dai led a group of young people to hunt in the forest. They found a beautiful golden peacock and chased it for 7749 days, but they still didn't catch it. The more they chase, the more magical and beautiful the scenery along the way, dense forests, winding vines, exotic flowers and plants, frequent occurrences of rare birds and animals, clear streams and endless fertile dams. When they were about to catch up with the golden peacock, a beautiful golden lake appeared in front of them, full of fragrant lotus flowers. The golden peacock jumped up and disappeared into the golden lake. Zhao Shutun turned to the crowd and said, "This is Mengbalanasi (Dai language, meaning: magical and beautiful ecological home)!" " Soon, Zhao Shutun and the young people moved their home here. This place is now Xishuangbanna Dai Autonomous Prefecture in Yunnan Province, a magical and beautiful ecological home.

Set foot on a trip to Xishuangbanna. I sat by the window of the car, and I saw the endless green ocean, fluctuating. Hidden among the lush fruit trees are the Dai bamboo buildings with unique tropical scenery. Rubber trees, fruit trees, banana forests and tea mountains are like green fairy tale forests. The scenery along the way is dazzling, and the mountains and Cui Wei are magnificent and beautiful. Walking on the bluestone road, the air is a little damp, and you can smell the faint scent of earth. There are all kinds of flowers and plants around, and some birds sing softly. On both sides of the path, the green grass is sad, some towering trees are flourishing, and some Gu Teng is entangled, blocking the sunshine.

When I first arrived in Xishuangbanna, I was attracted by her beauty and magic. It is simply a pearl in the south of China. It is said that Xishuangbanna is the only oasis on the tropic of cancer in the world, but it is the only green water here that breeds the local customs and customs of Banna that attract the attention of the world. Just got off the plane, beautiful, pure and graceful Dai girls greeted us with unique ethnic customs, and their beauty made me admire from the heart! Although it is flashy, it is elegant. Beauty makes people intoxicated, and beauty makes people get carried away.

Graceful music floated in, and the curtain paintings emerged from the memory, developed and vivid: under the blue sky and white clouds, the Lancang River came quietly in the mountains and tropical rainforests. In the reflection of sunshine, the scene of Dai women bathing by the river becomes a beautiful projection. On the suspension bridge, a group of women came back with water, or picked or topped it. They crossed the bamboo forest and blended in with the flowers and plants. On both sides of the path, there are plantains, palm trees, coconut trees, olives and anchovies. There are lilacs, magnolia, acacia, green iris, red gladiolus and so on under the tree, and the fragrance is brilliant. Butterfly flickers in the meantime, dancing with flowers to nirvana. Not far away, you can see the tall bamboo building half hidden and half present, basking in their brocade under the eaves.

Accompanied by the soul-stirring melody of "Love Song of Bamboo House in the Moonlight", my soul evaporated in the sound of cucurbits, lost in the hinterland of Xishuangbanna, filled with beautiful scenery, rubbed into ethnic customs, scattered and scattered, broken and broken ... In fact, I liked these music very much as early as I was young. When I first heard it, it felt like the sound of nature! Its devil's melody and superb timbre confuse my young mind. So, I often listen to the radio. It was from then on that I especially wanted to know what instrument this wonderful music was played with.

The botanical garden here must be visited. The subtropical jungle has beautiful scenery. Banana trees, banana forests, betel nut trees and palm trees can be seen everywhere on both sides of the road. Some people wear Tang priest's clothes, others ride elephants and smile and relax. This scene, which I have only seen in the TV series The Journey to the West, seems to be the way for Tang Priest and his disciples to learn from the scriptures. It is no longer the sadness of apricot blossom and misty rain; It is no longer a northland with strong winds, flying sand and stones, and white mountains and black water. It is a treasure house of nature, a green kingdom and a bright pearl in the south. It is a place where the popularity of Wulin is suddenly in wonderland, and it is the triumphant hometown where butterflies dance. This is a chaotic universe, and it is a feast that never ends in summer.