The landscape is the best under heaven

|Every day and night in Guilin is a romantic journey, A feast for the eyes in the human world, to witness the grandeur of its prime. When Guilin borrows its peaks for dots, The flowing water becomes lines, sketching a peerless landscape that tops the world. It tempts poets to leave behind Verses like 'The river as a green silk ribbon, the mountains like jade hairpins.' Waiting for the moment when the sea of clouds over Xianggong Mountain is gilded, The mountains awaken from dreams Entwined with the clear water, they form an endless ink painting scroll. With the water of the Li River, one can transform into a figure in the painting. The boatman sings mountain songs, The splashes from the bamboo raft soften the passage of time. In the misty rain of Yangshuo, there's an intention to indulge in a grand dream, The time spent in the Ten-Mile Gallery is leisurely and carefree. What pairs well with coffee Is the warm and not too dry afternoon sun. You can wander with a cloud for a day, Or stop by a tree to enjoy the evening breeze that just happens to pass by. Here, no matter what you do, you won't waste time. The fisherman's lights at blues hour become stars on the Li River The tune of the small tavern is charming and passionate. Even when the sun sets, The nights in Yangshuo never close. The red duet in the red silk, the fisherman's fire on the bamboo raft. The Guilin landscape not fully captured by day, Continues to be screened at the Impression Liu Sanjie theater.