21.7 Lǜjiāng Village

🌈Tips 💕Time: National Day 💕Location: Lǜjiāng Village 💕Features: Watching the sunset by the river, taking photos of fishermen casting nets, watching the sunrise from Shenxian Peak, and visiting Small Tianchi in the afternoon to avoid backlighting 💕Recommendations: Gaoli Huǒpén (Korean fire pot), Chǎo Chāzi (stir-fried noodles) 🌈Memory_Sunset 🌲Arrived at Lǜjiāng Village at 4pm, left our luggage at Wangjiao Hotel in the village, and drove to the riverside to watch the sunset. The river was bluer than the sky, sparkling and dazzling, surging between the mountains. 🌲A large stone monument engraved with "Lǜjiāng" stood quietly by the river, gazing at the flowing water. There was a family of dogs on the shore, a mother dog and her three puppies, running and playing carefree. When tired, they would lie down on the broken fishing net and bask in the sun comfortably. The fluffy puppies were adorable. 🌲In the evening, the sunlight was no longer harsh, and the soft, golden afterglow filled the mountain valley, draping the landscape in a golden veil. As the sun set in the west, the sky was filled with rosy clouds. Lǜjiāng in the twilight was gentle and tranquil. In the evening, we tried the Dandong specialty Gaoli Huǒpén (Korean fire pot), roasted chicken heads... The meat was delicious and flavorful. After dinner, we set off fireworks and firecrackers. 🌈Memory_Sunrise 💕Woke up to the sun already shining. Put on some clothes and went for a walk with Pangpang, breathing in the fresh air and basking in the first rays of sunshine in the village. Walked west along the main road. The sun had already lit up the mountainside, so it was too late to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise. 💕So we drove to the riverside from last night. The scenery was completely different because the mountains to the east were higher, and the sunrise was just beginning. Thick clouds pressed down on the river, stretching as far as the eye could see, heavy and reaching the sky without dissipating. A sharp, neat crack split the river and the clouds. As the sun rose, some force within this crack seemed to awaken, slowly lifting the clouds until we could see the foot, the slope, and the peak of the opposite mountain. 💕As the clouds rose, the water vapor on the river rolled and surged, as if rushing from thousands of miles away and then roaring away. Golden light filled the opposite bank, and the clouds gradually drifted higher. The ethereal Lǜjiāng Village was gently surrounded and enveloped by water vapor, a romantic and intoxicating scene.