I, strive for the prosperity of the motherland! 【system】

Su Xing, Zhang Xueyan and the other three played for a day and it was already evening when they returned to Guling Town.

Today they did not go to Mr. Zheng's teahouse for a free meal, but instead found a restaurant with a good reputation in Lushan to eat.

After dinner, the four people came out of the restaurant and walked towards the hotel.

Su Zekai said to the girls, "Tomorrow we will tour the East Route, which is the most tiring route. You should all have a good rest tonight and get enough energy and vitality."

After a pause, he continued, "If the weather is good tomorrow morning, we can go to Hanpokou to watch the sunrise, but we have to set out around four o'clock to watch the sunrise."

Su Yubai said to her brother, "We know, stop nagging."

She didn’t know how many times she had climbed Mount Lushan, and so had her sister. They had climbed together last year. But when she recalled the experience of climbing Sandiequan and Wulao Peak with her cousin last year, she felt as if her calves were cramping…

In fact, she didn't want to climb the east line again, nor did she want to get up early, but she was the Su Xia girl of Mount Lushan, and she had to bite the bullet and accompany him to climb again to save her face.

Su Zekai ignored his sister and looked at Zhang Xueyan.

Zhang Xueyan nodded and said, "I see. Thanks for the reminder."

Su Xing also gave face to his cousin and said, "We will rest early."

After they returned to the hotel, they all went to bed before nine o'clock.

Su Xing did not bring his computer or tablet up the mountain, and he went to bed early these two days.

……

It's half past three in the morning.

Su Xing, Zhang Xueyan and four others gathered in the lobby of the hotel.

In addition to the four of them, there were a few other tourists in the hall, all of whom were preparing to watch the sunrise.

At this time, the scenic area's sightseeing bus had not started running yet, so the hotel arranged a small bus for the tourists, charging a per-seat fee to take everyone to the vicinity of Hanpokou.

There was no time for breakfast, so everyone planned to watch the sunrise and then eat at a nearby supply station.

After getting off the car.

Su Yu looked anxious and trotted forward, "Hurry up, we won't be able to get a good seat soon."

Several people quickened their pace.

There were many tourists coming to watch the sunrise. They searched for a long time before finding a suitable place to stand and wait for the sun to rise.

The sky gradually changed from dark blue to soft gray-blue, and then a faint blush began to appear on the horizon, like a stroke of watercolor casually painted by a painter, slowly spreading.

Then, the red sun poked its head out, and the golden light was like thousands of sharp swords, instantly piercing through the last layer of darkness. The outline of the mountains gradually became clear in the bright light, and it also awakened all the sleeping things on the mountain...

This is a stunning visual feast!

The tourists around all exclaimed and cheered.

Zhang Xueyan's heart was filled with excitement. She cupped her hands around her mouth into a trumpet shape and could not help but chant loudly: "The sun is rising with great brightness, and the mountains and hills are like fire. In an instant, it rises to the sky, driving away the stars and the waning moon!"

What she shouted was Zhao Kuangyin's "Ode to the Sunrise".

Many of the tourists around turned around to look at her.

Su Zekai also turned his head to look at Zhang Xueyan not far away, and saw that the sunlight cast a layer of soft golden light on her face, making her look as bright and brilliant as the rising sun.

He was slightly dazed.

At this time, Su Xing also cooperated with her friend, imitating her hands into a trumpet shape, and chanted a poem from an ancient temple loudly, "The clouds dispersed and became mist, and the mist returned to the clouds as before. A large round mirror of red gold, dispelling all the clouds and mist, illuminates the universe!"

This poem is "Sunrise" by Yang Wanli, a famous poet in the Southern Song Dynasty. Coincidentally, Yang Wanli is also from Gan Province.

This time, there were more eyes looking at them.

Su Yu found it interesting and followed the lead of her two sisters, shouting, "The sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west. It is said that there is no sunshine but there is sunshine... uh..."

She realized halfway through that this song didn't seem to fit the occasion. She felt a little embarrassed and said even louder, "Who cares? It's just beautiful!"

There was a burst of good-natured laughter all around.

The atmosphere was so lively that Su Zekai also smiled and sang a poem, "The summer sun rises in the northeast, the sky passes through the middle street, the red light penetrates the thick earth, how can the sultry air clear up?"

It is Du Fu's summer sigh.

After he finished writing the poem, he quickly pressed the shutter button and took several pictures of the beautiful sunrise.

Then, other tourists who wanted to join in the fun joined in.

"The sun rises in the east, as if coming from underground..."

"When the sun rises into the sky, it shines brightly; when the dew falls to the ground, it creates patterns..."

"I get up early to see the sunrise, and in the evening I see the birds returning to their nests. I feel sad, especially when I see Papaya Mountain."

"I entered the ancient temple in the early morning, and the first rays of the sun shone on the tall trees."

Some people can't remember the whole poem, so they just say one or two lines.

Some people's poems don't quite fit the occasion, but they still try to join in the fun.

Some people even took out their mobile phones and started searching for relevant ancient poems on the spot.

For a moment, this sunrise feast turned into a chain of poems about the sunrise.

Occasionally, there were a few anxious voices trying to join in the fun but unable to.

“Where on earth do all these poets come from?”

"All I can say is 'F*ck! What should I do?' I'm so anxious!"

"You're bullying me for my junior high school education?"

Su Xing and Zhang Xueyan looked at each other and laughed.

Only Chinese people like to join in the fun of everything. Watching the sun and reciting poetry is a romance that only belongs to Chinese people.

Someone couldn't think of a poem to suit the occasion, but thought of a song and sang it loudly:

“balabalabalabonbalabalabon…”

This is a classic song by Ah Mei, "Sunrise". Many people know what he is singing after hearing the string of "balabon" and start to hum along:

"When the sun rises..."

Some people even took the initiative to sing the harmony part: "Sing a song to say hello to you..."

More and more people followed and sang loudly:

"Your smile is so gentle (everyone likes your honesty), I always miss you at sunset (I can't taste your flavor), people don't have feelings unless they are intoxicated (you should be my good friend), myloveiwillnevergo this is my love after sunrise, myloveiwillnevergo love makes me happy and sad..."

Su Xing, Zhang Xueyan, Su Yu and Su Zekai also joined the chorus with a smile.

This morning's sunrise seemed particularly dazzling, and the flowers, plants and trees on the mountain were particularly vibrant.

When the song ended, cheers were heard all around.

The sun had risen fully.

The tourists all had smiles on their faces, some were taking pictures, and some were heading to their next destination.

Su Xing and the other three went to the supply station to have breakfast first.

At this moment, the food places are crowded with tourists who have just watched the sunrise.

The four of them lined up to buy the food, ate it while standing, and then started their tour for the day.

In the morning they visited Lushan Botanical Garden and Wulao Peak.

Zhang Xueyan went from being full of energy and vigor to being sweaty and looking pale.

Su Yu was also tired, but when she saw how tired Zhang Xueyan looked, she felt a lot more balanced.

She reached out her hand to Su Xing, who was the most relaxed, and said, "Sister, please save your sister, me..."

Su Xing took off his coat skillfully and handed the two sleeves to Su Yu and Zhang Xueyan respectively.

"Sister, you are so nice."

"Thank you, thank you..."

Neither of them was polite and grabbed the sleeve that Su Xing handed over.

Su Xing started the one-to-two mode again.

Su Zekai tried hard to even out his breathing, otherwise he would seem like a loser if he were to climb alone and pant more heavily than his cousin who was dragging two people.

Su Xing controlled his speed along the way, stopping from time to time to rest for a while, looking very leisurely.

We arrived at Sandiequan in the afternoon.

Zhang Xueyan was shocked again by the spectacular waterfall.

She murmured, "No wonder Li Bai visited Mount Lushan five times, lived here for more than two years, and wrote so many poems for it..."

Su Zekai subconsciously pressed the shutter and took pictures of Xueyan's silhouette gazing at the waterfall.