Spring and autumn come, cold and hot, and four seasons change. The scenery at four seasons are different, so the music is endless.
"Try the spring clothes under Yunlong Mountain and put it in front of the crane pavilion. Send it in front of the crane pavilion. Thirty miles of apricot flowers, the groom goes to Ma Rufei." The poem of Dasu is on the pavilion. The blessed lady, with its spring branches, is lively and gratifying, so that people don\'t fall in love. This is the scene of spring time.
In the summer of Jin Yunlong, the hot sun is empty, and the sun is like fire. Among them, there is an endless stream of tourists, so busy. And the heat is extraordinary, and it can be tolerated by people. You can find a place to rest in the shade, sit quietly, listen to the sound of cicadas, watch people come and go, and look at the clouds, and enjoy the breeze. Don\'t you hurry up.
As for the killing in autumn and winter. Feeling the autumn wind in the city, you can visit Yunlong, a small city to see the whole picture of the city. Seeing Zhonghe Manguan Pass, Kuangwu's fields without ridges and acres are also happy. When you look at the historic sites of Pengcheng, sighing is even more dramatic, and your heart is infinitely desolate. In the winter solstice, Wan Jingjing, the northern country\'s snow fell on the lunar month, and the snow was rising. I tried to go to the snow alone to find plums, but I saw empty mountains and birds with a lot of flowers and residuals. I did n’t see plum blossoms, Xiao Ran was full of eyes. Hezi was still there, but I could n’t see where his wife was looking.
The scenery of Jin Yunlong is so beautiful that it doesn\'t stop there. The sighs of the four seasons and the change in life can be described as the significance of You Yunlong. You Yunlong, sigh the four seasons, sigh the spring, the noise of summer, the harvest of autumn, the silence of winter.
I loves Yunlong, and loves it deeply. I love Xuzhou, the hometown of Pengcheng, and I will never die.
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