The phone early to a day of big sister with the excited tone of voice told me that they are swimming, Nanxi very clear, very quiet, that day a very impressionistic, and could hear my eyes instantly apparent Feng Yan Ju Jing, Tianshan a total of color, from the current floating , arbitrary things, water, all misty-Bi, Qian Zhang bottomed out, fish small stone, open heart not affect the scenes, then immediately lay down their chores, take the night train, morning, the fresh mountain wind blow away my drowsiness, Su Nanxi the roadside, through one after another in a cave, a happy car bumps, take me to the Lion Rock - Yesterday they swim areas.
"They go drifting, and lived in front," an aunt volunteered to take me to hotel booking for my eldest sister who had a west of the small rooms.
Film door woods, put a lot of chairs, I sat back and other older sister. Under the hot sun, wind river to the woods is very cool, and I carefully look around, a road stretch into the distance, is the quiet side of the Nanxi other side is a small town in dozens of hotels, with hotels, today is not a holiday, a rare see the traffic and parked river full of boats and rafts, and accompanied by microwave depress the river, too little lonely.
They are a full half an hour late, and I does not matter, in the woods enjoying the breeze, very comfortable, I even do not wish to drive in the hot sun spots, a few friends, sat on the couch shaking his palm-leaf fan, enjoy Hexian game, far apart to God talk , et al sunset jump to the river to swim, not also very good? After all, no one responded, so to catch the sound of the Dodo a small truck, toward the stone mast rock.
Wenzhou people have always been smart, in order to save money, I have come up with a press card at the ticket deal, quickly slipped into the wave so that the four companions go, I thought the success of free riders, and take the water not far is the one original here, there is a second pass, No votes can never expect to go through. Actually very narrow, but we are not for everyone to swim, or else passed on the tour, anyway, so hot days.
Noon Jiaoyangsihuo, we walk through in the Sanin trails, everywhere green, emerald-like a bark hydrostatic embedded in mountains and canyons, in particular Shuang heart. Tired, sitting on water's edge to see fish, watching the red dragonfly flying; heat, and Ju Yipeng clear water and flew at his face; thirsty, and ate a cucumber Health; greedy, and mining How many pieces wild strawberries. Looking at the sky, clouds changing, how bereavement? Only Castle Peak, green water.
Mountains, a long line for over an hour, and finally saw the stone mast rock, but also truth an indomitable spirit of sailing, we are standing under the green lawn of rock, as if the spacious deck, close your eyes, heard the gurgling sound of flowing water, we really have set sail it?
Open your eyes and the sun speckled Xishai my little room, good afternoon, comfortable feel, I had the energy to take the next one place - an ancient village Cang slope.
Cang Pocun land for habitat surnamed Li, was founded in AD 955, the original name Cang mound. The existing Southern Song Chun Xi Cang Pocun is five years (1178) 9-National Division-generation ancestor Li Song Li invited the design time has been 800 years of history, despite the vicissitudes of life almost a thousand storms, but the old Yan changed and still retain the building Zhai Qiang Song, road, housing, pavilions, shrines, ponds, and Cooper and so on, shows all the signs of the old-fashioned full-bodied.
Cang Pocun the layout of the village concept, is very focused contains culture. Village on a "four treasures" to carry out the layout: In the village the right of the Beacon Hill, paving stone changjie as "pen" and the hammer of Article 5 meters long stone as "ink", the provision of east and west side pool as "Yan", base pebble into a square of the village walls, so that the village started a symbol of a "paper." This is "plowing" Thought in village planning and construction of into a reality. Sung a major socio-cultural characteristics.
Back at the hotel getting dark, but they still insist on the water Sister, even if only for 20 minutes before meals. They point a lot of vegetables, seemed to want to eat the fresh come. Darkness is getting stronger, I am lying on the bamboo raft on the river as a very calm mind, and many want to have a Shaw, I can playing "Happy Spring Evening" ... ...
Dawn last night heard a fishing boat can be steered Weng photography, got up at four o'clock, and wake up the boss door, days also daybreak, can not see whether the sunrise, but not far into the distance see the Lion Rock section of the river there is little light, Then ran in that direction.
I am just in a dream: blue of the water lying three points, a yellow lamp of the raft, rafts jammed with cormorant, PC World holding a bamboo pole, Toyama layer upon layer upon layer in a thick fog seemed to melt gradually, like most of the an ink painting. We revel in the painting, the East has been photographed out of the sun and mist, and finally to the first batch of tourists, but we have begun to pack up guy, a matter of time before half past six. My gang were a rewarding experience photography, walking on the road enjoy the river wind, good mood, so laugh at the tourists in general feeling the beauty of Nan River, where we Fang Cai comparable to the United States under the photo? It is impossible to describe in words, such as into the fairyland in general, but I went back to the room, the door remains closed peers, they are still a dream it!
Today's arrangement is great if the rock area, sat a small truck we came to the library under the cliffs. No visitors, along the path full of fallen flowers of Sanin climb, feet Sun City brawl may flow, and soon to a mountainside, there is a reservoir, dam accumulation of a lake landscape, green and quiet, it is easy for people long daze, looking down is a valley in the hills, wide vision, we are here to break a long time. How far do not have a pavilion, there must be a fortune-telling stalls, all the way over no less than 45, they claim that the money are not allowed to do. Ordinary day do not believe this, at this moment is inevitable Cougerenao up, feeling in this heaven and earth there would be Aura, even if the fortune of the nonsense I feel this is suitable to do these ridiculous things, believe it or not, you can laugh.
The more up the road the more rugged, and we walk through the jungle, the left to be hot, have been head of the shade of a tree stand in another world, and his companions are still unable to resist the temptation of the roadside murmuring water, sat scattered pebbles office feet in the water floating, breeze into the bamboo groves, refreshing, yet we are not satisfied and began munching bring the dry food, appetite soared, fed and then a lazy stretch waist, feeling we are too comfortable.
Finally see the source of the library under the cliff: a modest waterfall. Can be considered to not give up halfway, and we set foot on the way home. For the library under the cliffs, and perhaps not particularly memorable, the kind of aftertaste is long long.
The evening before we went to a second ancient villages - Furong Village, is a back, "Hibiscus Triple Crown", the layout in a large village on the plains, was built in the Tang Dynasty, in order to Chan inhabited land. Are no Furong Furong Village, southwest of the mountain because there are three gaoya, its rosy color, shaped like three of the hibiscus bud, hence the name.
Furong Village is Nanxi the oldest villages in accordance with "seven stars Hatta" thinking, planning and design, which means heaven and the earth were the corresponding star, star building a terrace, a symbol of the Big Dipper digging that pool. Here, you can not only learn reading of ancient Chinese farming culture, clan culture and evolution, and can feel the charm of the village and moving the art of architecture. Slightly the village square, sitting West, east, enclosed by a brick structure of the Zhaiqiang pebbles so that the whole village is like a small castle. Middle east Zhaiqiang to open a Zhaimen, a little distance on both sides to open two small doors, a built-chiao Zhaimen House would be watching the Quartet, magnificent. The remaining three sides to open five small door. From Zhaimen into the inside, is built into the gravel main street name "Ruyi Street", integrating the meaning of good luck. The south side of Main Street Central, deep inside a lake, the lake Qinglie. Fan Lai lake, flowers, aromatic Xiren, lake pavilion built tree, decorated the stone bridge. Zhai Qiang village along the road cited streams. Waterwheel houses a number of layout in order to communicate with the "struggle" to form the flow of water. House edge, alongside the clear stream trickling sluggishly, the environment elegant. The Department of the village houses are mostly wooden structure to the roof of irregular scattered, simple elegance of form, the proportion of beautiful intimate scale, white walls and gray tiles in bright colors, and to every family stone low wall, and every household tree-lined, so that constitute a harmonious whole villages in the United States.
Walking on the stone steps on the road, we saw a pair of 78-year-old children, girls to boys, with a necklace, a boy to touch girls, Han Xiao Min Zhezui jade pendant, big head boy fat Tap's face extremely cute girls fine extremely delicate eyebrows and big eyes, gives the first impression is Liangxiaowucai. To see our boys, but girls are very generous to the home run, girls, boys, only then finally pulled out from the house, the boy flushed eyes, mouth and smiled into three lines, an old lady looked far from straight to laugh, from her mouth to know girls than boys is also big, the most surprising that they are relatives, not his cousin cousin, the boy is the girl's uncle. As if we looked at the outcome of a sophisticated comedy, sigh went entrance to the village, suddenly found a small uncle who has been following behind, hiding in the wall peek, see we have found, and Pan Lian laughed like a dough, really want to pinch him 1.
Evening Nanxi the orange sunset water waves, there are ferry, there stood a bamboo raft cormorant, more is not the same for the various heads of laughter, as well as colorful a life buoy. Ducks and geese not far away, I'm so a while to catch up, but they are also not far away. Swimming in the Nanxi River, this water-good cool, good recover from fatigue, I lay on the water, watching the increasingly deep blue sky, half of light coming up, sat on a docked river boat, and we sigh life, the more darkness to the more concentrated, but not conceal bits and pieces of the lighting and the other side of youth bonfire, cool breeze attack surface, the boat just as the pendulum, sitting apart, Wang Dan has been placed over our priority in the past, with the swing-like. Boatman up, and said that I can shake us to the middle of the river to see the moon ... ...
At dawn, the water is a preferred Nanxi, drizzle in the drift, distinguish between the boundaries of heaven and earth, are hazy. Less of tourists, let's take rubber rafts drift off Lion Rock, and then take bamboo raft float the entire distance. Also see the relaxed ducks, boatman told us that the ducks are not allowed to lay eggs, also said on those shoals of pebbles, he can often be, onto, we are marveling over, have eyes in the water, hoping there boatman harvest. Boatman Let us be firmly installed in the front there rapids, the river here was pinching the throat, roaring sound of surging water spray Emptiness of Toyama in robust boatman, I tried to stand firm, making a rallying cry to inspire bamboo raft reached the rapids, but also plunged into tranquility.
Rain Cecil ground, standing on Gao Gang, another silent, unless we Nan River in the distance oncoming train broke the silence, looking out at the scenery, is inclined constantly sad late spring rain ... ...
Author: photoman
