Pass a woods
We drove along the county road through a dense woods. It was actually a hill overgrown with pine trees and bamboos .
The farther we got into the woods , the gloomier it grew , the trees by the roadsides all pushed out toward the road for room and their branches wove a dense canopy overhead. But just down the hill ridge the ground leveled a lot and trees thinned out quickly.
And on the left side about half a mile off the road, came a lake which was like a massive tinted glass laid out flatly beside the edge of the woods. The water was retreated with the season, left a river bed broad and flat, smooth and gleaming in the late light, like a piece of rich grey velvet , but slimy to walk on.
There’s no weeds or reeds growing along the shore, but one single willow tree with a broken boat for company. The tree was so old and grotesquely, its knobby trunk twisted resistlessly and the roots hard like stone bared high above the ground. Yet somehow its long drooping branches seemed to grow the way near its companion , maybe it was trying to stuff his friend’s hole up with its wooden fingers , and send him out on the water, where a boat was meant to be .
The frail sun we got that day was setting down now, but it still got the power to paint the water with a tint of gold, and a gorgeous oil painting just brought up before you: a red swollen setting above the top of the distant hills and , beneath was the orange-red sky and golden water for the base. But when you looked to the east , the still glassy surface mirroring a patch of the blue sky and some wisps of pink clouds , just with a turn of your head, you got yourself a fresh water paint instead.
Though the views were so stunning here, but we couldn’t stay too long, this place was too quite ,too still.
We were in search of serenity in the first place when we started this trip, wanting to be a part of Nature, but life here just seemed too stilled.
So We got back to our bustling city again.
A good trip gives us different experiences, great views and even long lasting memories, but far more than that ,it cures our restlessness , so we can always live with a grateful heart.