August 11, I finally boarded a plane to Yichang, fly to my coveted Shennongjia.
The next morning, according to Vico took us onto the natural landscape of protected areas to the Shennongjia 209 National Road. National Road is, in fact, only the capacity of two cars parallel winding mountain road. Tour guide told us to wait until the end of one of Three Gorges Project, the entire Xingshan County will be intrusion into the Yangtze River flooded, but this national highway will become the underwater part of the world. Along the way, we have gone through the fog to cross the river, moon in the water temple in various towns, as well as those roadside farm, two or three years will no longer exist. Where all residents must go to the mountains in the engineering end of the migration. Listening to these, my heart suddenly heavy, will not know that the happy or sorry for these people. Is also excited just to ask this question on that tour of a car, are suddenly all fell silent. Sunflower has been hung his head side of the road seems to already know their future destiny, we have one without looking listlessly.
12:30, we went to the county seat of Xingshan ----- Gaoyang, where a little rest and lunch. It is worth mentioning that the last one lunch dish, with a very dilute corn flakes burnt porridge, local people called "sweet soup" taste very good, passing, it can 10 million do not forget to try one.
Shortly after 1:30, we hit the road. Winding mountain road is always uphill downhill, never seem to be no end. Outside the car, all the way are re-stacked mountains, the mountains. Think of it went to the near Nanxi, there is also the endless mountains, compared Nanxi more copies of the mountain scenery, while the more numerous copies of the mountain Shennongjia momentum. Looking at which Zuozuo towering peaks, you have to shock for its majestic by.
Shennongjia gradually into the car, the driver closed the air-conditioned master and said acoustic window bar. We will all be a non-urgent Chennai to pull windows, Tanchunaodai. Suddenly, a surge of cool mountain breeze blow against our faces, but also mixed with the faint fragrance of grass. The more open to the deep woods, the temperature lower. Yichang is also sweating in the hot one here, actually played a cold waves of goose bumps.
I do not know since when, a meandering stream has been accompanied us. One asked, I discovered that this is the Xiangxi Shennongjia. Heard that one to the peach blossom season, the river there will be a minnow Shennongjia specialty. Petals drift to where the fish will swim to where. Not far away is the village of Wang Zhaojun was born. According to legend, Zhaojun home such meetings, in the Hui Gong on board, facing the hometown folks, sorry to see the tears falling into the stream. At this point, a time when blossoming fruit trees, the two sides of the peach can not help but moved by the beauty of ululation, petals falling one after another, fell into a beautiful Xiangxi in the minnow, smell Zhaojun away the tears follow.
As more and more roadside wildflowers up, in the breeze modest nod to us. Mountain breeze colder, and the mountains of the vegetation more lush. Increasingly do not see it dotted with white walls and gray tiles layers of terraced house, do not see that braved the smoke of the quiet picturesque valley, you see only one more than in a more mysterious lush mountains and little hills. 3:50 p.m., after a whole more than seven hours, we finally came to this line, the farthest one ----- red ping.
By: Elisa
