There are too many beautiful place names in Chengdu, and I like flowers like mirrors best.
When I first visited Yunnan, I visited the Bai folk houses. I fell in love with Zhaobi.
Looking at the wall, a unique building with feng shui consciousness. Also known as "Xiao Wall", "Shadow Wall" and "Shadow Wall". With windproof and line-of-sight shielding functions. The Ming dynasty began to popularize.
Daiyu's most famous poem "Mourning for the Death" is sad: "People look at the wall with a bright lamp, sleep at first, and the window is not warm".
There is also the silence of "sitting alone in the meditation hall like water, only watching pomegranate flowers shine on the wall"
So today's sunshine is just right, and it feels good to come to the flowers in front of me. It does have a little classical charm.
But the reality is that the flowers in Chengdu are a mirror, a mirror with colorful flowers painted under the big sun. Haha, it's so corny.
If I say so, I will have a white wall and plant flowers in the yard. According to the movement of the sun, different flower shadows shine on the zhaobi. You lean on my shoulder and I read it to you: Say that the sun is just right, the flowers are just right, and you are just right.