Different seasons, the weather is different, the same Lijiang River, colorful. The second time I came to Guilin to see the Lijiang River. The first time more than two years ago was in the autumn, the sky was covered with layers of white clouds, and the sun was struggling through the clouds to illuminate the river. From Xingping to Yangdis electric bamboo poles, the eyes could not stop. It is the bright autumn afternoon, the blue of the river is blue, the hills under the apex of the karst land are green and tough, and the air is bright and colorful. Revisiting the Lijiang River, it is in the late February of the winter when the footsteps of the winter are gradually drifting away, and the spring is yet to come. It is unfortunate that it catches up with the rain and rain. Fortunately, it is not too big. In another way, I bought a ticket in a luxurious way. I got up early from the Mopanshan Pier in Guilin and climbed the upper level of the second-tier ship, enjoying the VIP seat in the captain's mouth. The boat is very slow, and the waterway of sixty or seventy kilometers is going to take more than four hours. At the beginning of the voyage, there was not much scenery to leave people on the deck. The hurricane and cold rain made people hide in the cabin and watch. Looking at the raindrops on the glass window, looking for memories of the once river. Unconsciously, Yangdi is near, and the landscape of Guilin is clear--the dark clouds in the gloomy sky, the misty mist shrouded the top of the mountain, like a veil, still half-faced. It is the most beautiful side of the landscape of the Lancang River. It makes people want to stop, how about the rain, the deck is crowded with people, and the hand pressing the shutter can't stop. The reflection of yellow cloth and the painting of the nine horses have different tastes.