~Silent Poetry~Wonthaggi Heathlands Reserve~

#Sign up for tripbest July Hotel Tester The wind in the Wonthaggi Heathlands Reserve gently caresses the wilderness, like an invisible hand, smoothing out the wrinkles carved by time on the earth. The lake here! The mountain scenery is like an unfinished ink painting, with countless unspoken stories hidden between the faint outlines. Walking on this land, every step is like stepping on the cracks of time, which reminds people of the "desolate" beauty described by Eileen Chang. The reeds by the lake sway in the wind, like countless dancing pens, depicting invisible lines of poetry in the air. The occasional ripples on the water are the only punctuation in this poem, and a light touch will arouse the echo of the entire wilderness.