Quzi Cultural Park

It suddenly started raining yesterday, and I deeply felt the damp cold of winter in Hunan. I drove from Zhang Guying Village to Quzi Cultural Park, entering from the west gate. It was a long walk to Quzi Temple. On the way, there was an artificial lake parallel to the Miluo River on the left, and the dam was called Chu Di. The gloomy sky and light rain made me feel sad, as if the heavens were also mourning Qu Yuan's patriotism.