Paradise on earth

Sitting in the moon-watching pavilion and looking at the moon-watching lake, you can see a pair of symmetrical moons falling into the lake. The moon-watching pavilion is named after these "double moons".

The Wangyue Pavilion is an octagonal pavilion, which can be entered and exited on both sides, and people can sit on the four sides. The pillars are engraved with complicated patterns of twining branches, and various flowers are intertwined. It is impossible to tell what kind of flower it is.

Sitting in the moon-watching pavilion with nothing to do to enjoy the moon is also unique. The breeze blows, and the fragrance of flowers by the moon-watching lake is refreshing.

Leaning on the pillars of the pavilion, close your eyes and meditate. When you open your eyes, you may see a scene of a moon in Wangyue Lake. That moon is more pleasing to the eye than double moons. Generally, crystal clear.

One can't help but want to go into Moon Lake and reach out to catch the moon shadow, but the lake of Jinghua Lake, even if you want to go, you can't go there.

Legend has it that a pair of lovers made an oath in this moon-watching pavilion: know the bones and know the truth.

The man drowned and fell into the moon-watching lake and turned into bones, and the woman climbed in the moon-watching pavilion, reaching out to the bones in the lake every day, and one day the lover of the bones was calling, and he also stretched out his hand and held the woman's hand .

The two of them complained about their love every day, just like they used to talk about love while sitting in the moon-watching pavilion.

This kind of love is beautiful and desolate, but it has to make people sigh:

Drunken moon sky in the moon-watching pavilion,

Never laugh at the same old.

I only wish to hold the king's hand in this life,

In exchange for the afterlife to continue the dream?

If I can have such a relationship, I will be satisfied in this life, but it is a pity that my bedmate is not as affectionate as me.

Me, if one day I turn into bones, my bedmate probably won't hold my hand that has turned into bones like the man in the legend.

It has become a habit to sigh at the double moon facing Moon Lake, which is not in line with my personality at all, but it is only here that I feel a little sad.