Century, and several colleagues on the Yandangshan, a total of three days, spent 580 yuan. In fact, the development of attractions Yandangshan is nothing fun (and probably not the season, ticket prices and scenic spots far from the actual scene), the local customs are not good (very snobbish and lie become a common practice). Because of these unhappy things, December 30 and January 1 is not very comfortable playing two days, but the turn of the century December 31 the last one is my health has forgotten nothing of. . . . . .

Since December 30 that several of us have already Yandangshan several major attractions within the scenic area all have seen, so 31 of the provisional decided to go to distant look at the remarkable scenic St. door. The results there, we are surprised to find that the decision is very correct. There is no bustling tourist scenic spot gate and hawkers to meet us is gurgling brook and quiet Linjian Xiao Lu. Road is very long, and very quiet, occasionally there are several more birds, blending the sound of running water and our footsteps, and the jungle, planted the slightest strands of the sun compose a cheerful songs. We are joyful to walk in a small way, Looking back on the source and the stream. Stream water is so clear, underwater fish and geese as well as soft-rock cross-opposite injection sun dazzled my eyes, has allowed my two Cairu water. Water is cool, and even a little ice, I was barefoot has completed the remainder of the road, the land warm and wrapped my feet, I also really appreciate the fragrance of the land. Come to the end of the trail, the two grow in between the mountains towering in the sky, this is the so-called Vision door. Two pieces of bare rock in the middle is only a narrow path can be passed Yuner from time to time to wear to wear to the door, as if that is to fairyland. Vision through the door, then suddenly see the light eyes, thin plume of waterfalls from heaven, falling clear lake house, sparking little beads of water sparkling in the sun sparkling, and rolled up a mass of fog, wrapped in the original The fragrance will upon us. Tanzih is blue is very blue, as if that is a sapphire-clear, so that you can not help to reach out to get her picked up. Ju Qi 1, is the sweet is a flavor with a sweet, drunk between my invisible.

Just as I was immersed in this paradise-like scenery, when the edge of their counterparts to find a small cave entrance. That is a small cave, in fact, many large gaps between the stones. We climb down the gap all the way, constantly jumping in the stone head in the crevice between a rock drill to drill to go, the more we climbed higher the (now wanted to come to is really very dangerous). Finally, when I drilled a stone gate array, we have been at an altitude of 300 meters of the mountainside here, and just Tanzih more like a mosaic in a Cuise in Lan Yu. To the mountainside, naturally aroused the conquest of our desire for a good clean up all the luggage, proceed toward the summit. Wood cutting down people's paths continue to advance, and gradually, they heard the sound of water. Find a source, but also a different kind of waterfall. Fine water drops are great, but the water that children actually still be able to fall to less than 2 meters puddle. Here the water children, tick, ding pound, to shedding, we dare not disturb this sacred place, for fear that our footprint to bring quiet to the touch of the city hustle and bustle. So we continue to work towards the Peak. Road is becoming smaller, more and more steep, more and more difficult to walk more and more dangerous. Slippery mountain road, a few almost felling me, but I am very astute grasp the edge of the bush, so hands and face have also been designated for a one, and was very awkward position. However, in retrospect, if one did not take, maybe I with Yandangshan as in, no longer does not come. A full crawl for an hour, we climbed up this has not been visitors to the Peak. We cheered at the Peak, the entire Yandang pulse is for us to respond. Looking around, drifting clouds seemed within reach, surrounded by mountains naughty under the sun it's like for us to congratulate the mountain tops, with ups and downs since the layers of leaves also seems to be driven by an atmosphere of happiness. As if the world is ours. . . . . .

Left the Vision Gate, is already almost 16 o'clock, and we arrived at the beach Flying Fangshan area, here are the same few people. When we go into the mountains, and even sell tickets of people have had work. Two-step three-step and do our hurling on to the top, just to catch up with the last sunset of this century. We sat on top of the hill was a bundle of thatch grass, mapping was red, the watching of this century's last ray of light to the darkness ripped mercilessly, replaced by sky glittering stars. Spot was originally intended to turn back and wait for tomorrow's sunrise, but because of cold and hunger, there is no equipment, so we go to spend the night in the peak of a farmer. Hill farmer a good customer for us to prepare a clean shop, and warm quilt. When we settled down and began to use the villagers to make yourself a pot of rice, and fire the fire, Tao Mi's Tao Mi, chopping a vegetable (I am in charge of photo and co-ordination arrangements). . . . Everything is chaos. The few of us with a few villagers in this spacious kitchen will not engage in full swing. So while the greens too much thermal paste fried, and while the fire is also burning small half-day is not open, on the stove inside the last five potato, there are only two like coke-like Dongdong. Of course, with the springs and their own sweat boiled out of The rice is fragrant, even if the vegetables we eat only vegetables and potatoes and carrots on. I also found the magic, the original sweet potato and bean curd can be done together, oh. . . . . .

Strong winds at the mountain, the volume of the windows Pompon do think that we lit candles and chat with the wait for the new century. Everyone's mobile phones are constantly creaked, it was constantly congratulated the new millennium. Until we really get to 12 o'clock, grab the phone or electricity disconnected before the loud cry of "I love you." . . . . . This slowly with a tired body poured into a warm blanket, lifeless sleep.

6:20 wake up time is faster, and the East to issue a gray dawn, and I can not wait since the anti-tripod, onto the hill and find a favorable position. When I prepare all of the preparations after the glow is very beautiful. I totally disregard the Peak wind, stare at the sky in front of more and more beautiful. Or the sun finally breaking the shackles and rising. Soft, red, and the newborn sun or less of the thin and tender, but she has nurtured countless energy, and carries us all a good new millennium. Caught everyone's cheering, I was looking at the beautiful glow, facing the beautiful sun, facing the new millennium our beautiful loud cry of "I love you." . . . . .

Author: redmark