Two hours later, Mo Hua caught sight of the Dragon Spring Waterfall.
Si Water cleaves the landscape, with green mountains and black cliffs.
The turbulent river water, like white silk ribbons, cascades and hangs inverted, forming the waterfall, which is then torn by rocks, spilling down like scattered silk.
Exquisitely spectacular.
Mo Hua and his two companions stared in amazement, their eyes shining brightly.
Tongxian City is relatively dry, with more mountains and fewer rivers.
Mo Hua had never seen such a large waterfall before.
Although Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi came from noble clans, they were raised within their families as children, and when they went out, they took main roads and traveled quickly, so they rarely saw such natural wonders.
Water droplets splashed on the rocks from the waterfall, round and smooth like jade.
The clouds between the mountains and the mist from the waterfall blurred into one, interweaving the sunlight into a gorgeous spectrum of colors.
