From the Selimu Lake, we went all the way through the Gouzigou Bridge to the lavender base. In the hot sun, lavender is harvesting season. Herdsmen in grass fields are busy harvesting lavender. The breeze blew, and the blue waves swayed with the wind. It was spectacular. A faint green fragrance floats over and sits in the purple sea of flowers, making people intoxicated and forgetful, and the flowers are beautiful and lovely! I stand in the sea of flowers, bathed in the fragrance of flowers, deeply absorbed the quietness of flowers, stared at the waves of flowers, immersed in the blue ocean. The world of flowers has no alternative. The only way to show the beauty and beauty of the grassland is the lavender in Yili, Xinjiang. Another month, it's Lavender growing season. In summer, Lavender blossoms bright, purple and blue, fluctuates with the wind, like the continuation of the waves of the sea, dream like glow, vicissitudes of life. Like the fragrant world, quiet and elegant, very penetrating, as if flowing in the blood, penetrating into the soul. That kind of fragrance, elegant and gentle, tranquil and far-reaching, so that you can not help but smell the spirit of refreshing, clear-sighted, long-term reluctance to leave.