The flowers rushed to the ground and walked in the Wolf Mountain, which made people forget all the troubles. The trees were tall and straight, quite idyllic. There is a pavilion opposite the bridge. Standing here is like a beautiful picture, Maolin heavy branches, green water, and the trees and trees are cast in the pond, beautiful, wonderful! Through the bridge, change the angle and see another kind of scenery. Before I came to Langshan, I thought it was a mountain. When I came, I found out that there are too many surprises waiting for me except for the mountains, temples, stupas, gardens and so on. At this point, I finally understand why so many poets want to make poems to praise it. In the face of the wonderland like the wonderland, there are reasons for not singing, indulging in it, it will be a literary Yeah!