I remember the first time I went to my classmate Bi, he is a Shangnan person, tall and big, we have not met for 13 years, after arriving in Shangluo, he took me to a big reservoir, only to know that it has a beautiful name called Xiange Lake. We walked and listened to the songs of our era. The lake was deep and the deep blue echoed the light blue of the sky, like the friendship of our classmates. The mountain road is winding, the road has a good view, there is a farmhouse on the top of the mountain, there are calligraphy and paintings, flowers and plants, pavilions. . . Yache and enjoy!