The real primitive forest, the back garden of Shenzhen, I have come to Guishan several times in different seasons, each time I have different feelings, Guishan's green mountains and beautiful waters are more beautiful. Yesterday afternoon at about 5:00, when a pair of tourists were halfway down the hill, it rained suddenly, but only one umbrella was about to turn into a soup chicken. It happened that they came to a building and met an aunt surnamed Yang. The story of an ancient legendary stranger delivering an umbrella happened.