There are ten famous attractions in the beautiful Xizi Lake, and fish watching in Huagang is one of them.

Fish watching in Huagang is located on the west side of the southern section of Su Dike of Xizi Lake. It is a quiet botanical garden that inherits the purple atmosphere of Buddha. Huaxi Zulu Garden is connected to the lake by the mountains. In front of Huagang, Nanping Mountain is connected to the lush mountains, and the west is surrounded by the green mountains. The quiet Xiaonan Lake and Xili Lake are like a mirror, and the park is located on the peninsula between Xili Lake and Xiaonan Lake. Later generations once wrote a poem:

Huajiashan Liuhua Creek,

The flower stream winds into the flower pond,

The red carp flower pond is beautiful,

The drunken concubines depend on each other,

The mountains are small and the forests are tall and the willows are thin,

The water is vast and the moon is dark and the moon is dark,

It should be the sky fall of Yaochi,

Fish-watching fools in the water-flower harbor.

However, although the scenery is beautiful, the three people sitting in the small box No. 1 of Huagang Teahouse may not be in a good mood.

Of course, Chang Ning had a happy life. He had never been so glorious. He used to be a student, but unfortunately he was like the poor scholar's Golden Palace, and he felt guilty. The so-called scenery is born from the heart. When he is in a good mood, the scenery is particularly beautiful. Even if the drizzle is drizzling, the flower harbor is quiet.

On the contrary, Liu Jingdong was filled with sorrow. He didn't sleep well last night. When he got up in the middle of the night, he disturbed his wife's sweet dreams. He was scolded by two feet and a little while. He was scolded by Yao Jingfen early in the morning, and he had to take down his face and beg Chang Ning to meet him. He was in a very bad mood. Even if he was in the real fairy scene of Yaochi, he might not be able to squeeze out a smile.

My mood is a bit complicated. It should be Yao Jingfen, member of the Standing Committee of the Hu Urban Committee and Minister of Propaganda, who is in Dong today.

The reason why I was able to invite this little immortal, thanks to Xu Guangrong, Secretary General of the Provincial Party Committee, and Xu Baishu, Executive President of the Provincial Party School, was Monday, and they still had to class in the classroom.

Of course, the one who can finally convince Xiao Banxian was still Yao Jingfen's old class when she worked in the United Front Work Department of the Provincial Party Committee, and now the Provincial Party Committee Fu Ji Wang Guowei.

The little Banxian Chang Ning actually had such a deep background and ability, which really made Yao Jingfen unexpectedly. Liu Jingdong wanted to mess with the little Banxian, but she knew that she had no objection or support. As a result, it alarmed the Southeast Military Region and Zhijiang Provincial Party Committee. Yao Jingfen regretted it a little.

Over the years, the reason why I have been doing so well in Hucheng is due to my godfather Guo Xiaotian. Now that the sun is setting, his horse is leaving the provincial party committee and transferring to the Provincial CPPCC. Unlike Xizi Lake, which is shrouded in fog and rain, the sun will always rise, and her new sun is still unknown.

"The journey is full of wind and smoke,

The ancestral tent is separated from the pharyngeal orchestra.

Cui Dai doesn't need to leave five horses,

The emperor's grace is only allowed to live for three years.

Green vine shading under the shade of the song mat,

A prostitute boat moored among the red lotus flowers.

Looking back everywhere is lovely,

It’s hard to be different from the lake.”

Yao Jingfen clapped and praised: "Minister Chang is indeed both literary and martial. No wonder Jingdong said you are a hero in the world among people."

This is "Hangzhou Huifang" by the Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi. Although it is related to Xizihu, not many people can recite it.

"Minister Yao, you are accused of it. They are all the city man, Director Liu. Back then, I laughed at me for being rustic. I only found a few books on the street, and learned a few words from them. I laughed at each other, and I laughed at each other."

"Hmph, I don't learn anything and I'm ignorant, and I dare to laugh at others even if I'm not aware of it." Yao Jingfen glanced at Liu Jingdong, turned his head and smiled at Chang Ning, and chanted in a whisper:

"The tomb of King E Li,

The desolate stone beasts are in danger in autumn.

The king and his ministers are indifferent to the country,

The elders of the Central Plains look at the flags.

The hero is dead, how can he sigh?

The world's division will not be supported.

Don't sing this song to the lake,

The water and mountains are so sad.”

Yao Jingfen is still magnificent and charming when she is middle-aged. She has carefully made makeup and fashionable dressing, which is better than a young woman who has thirty strokes. Chang Ning sighed in her heart, no wonder Liu Jingdong Gou, nowadays, this woman is the most popular one.

"Minister Yao, your poem "Impression of the Stream Lake" by Zhao Zi'ang talks about the tomb of King E, which reminds me of the "Tomb of King Yue E" by the Tang Dynasty poet Li Shen. Although it is a work that suits the scene, it feels sad when read."

"Pu Bian Mei was swimming, and said with a wry smile in her heart, this world is like a fishing pool, too small and too crowded, as long as she is in it, there will definitely be times when she meets each other.

In the spring dawn of Su Di, the willows sway, the drizzle and the breeze are gentle.

Under the two flower umbrellas, Chang Ning held Youli with his left hand and Youjia with his right hand, standing side by side, looking away from the railing.

"Are it all over?" Youjia asked in a low voice.
Chapter completed!