It's that time of year again to visit Manjuelong.

Time flies, and it's that poetic season again. Around this time last year, I also came to Manjuelong, but unfortunately missed the popular persimmon tree, as the persimmons had already been picked. This year, I came a few days earlier and finally saw the persimmon tree I had been longing for. The whole persimmon tree is full of yellow persimmons, as if it is a beautiful painting drawn by nature with the most brilliant colors. The plump persimmons, under the sun, emit a warm and charming light. I was curious, why don't these persimmons fall when they are so yellow? They just hang quietly on the branches, as if telling the story of time. Standing under the persimmon tree, the breeze blows, bringing a sweet fragrance. At this moment, time seems to stand still, and all troubles are thrown behind. The beauty of Manjuelong is so pure and natural that people are intoxicated and cannot extricate themselves. Every scene here is full of poetry, and every corner is full of surprises. If you also want to find a quiet corner in the bustling city, then Manjuelong is definitely your best choice. Come here, feel the charm of nature, and have a beautiful encounter with these persimmons. 💕