Sparsely in the drizzling rain, I am looking for love night kiosk.
Love late Pavilion, also known as Red Leaf Pavilion, located at the foot of Xiaoxiang Yuelu Mountain, because Du Mu's poem "Stop sitting love Fenglin late" and is named for one of China's four famous pavilion.
In order to experience the "far on the Han Shan" feeling, more of a taste of "white clouds and Health Department," the realm, misty drizzle, and friends, walking the Yuelu Hypnerotomachia night.
We are from NTU schools in the district to wear up the mountain paths, and time is the afternoon, rain little bit, it seems, under non-, under no less than another, the Yuelu down for our trip to add a dash of poetry. Rain or fog, fog like smoke, smoke like the rain, visibility less than 50 meters, distinguish between Old and whether he left up and down, walking the talk. Coincided with the early spring, grass and trees are green, entire mountain was shrouded in the hazy misty rain among Everywhere 4 weeks, feeling everywhere is full of lush. Dash of cool learning to, play with the grass breathe the air of incense tree, his whole person and seemed to be integrated into the green of this nature.
Yuelu mountain is not high, rugged trails but many, because tourism has not yet fully developed, tourists rarely, lead the way on the road and there was little card, I can only look forward to relying on their own sense of love of late-ting.
Climbed over a small hill, a herd of Cang cluster has a large green stone particularly striking. Look closer and saw it just like they should, above the flat, such as Taiwan, can take ten men, a letter to scribe body "fly rock" would be deleted. The whole is a large stone, one side attached mountain slopes, the other three sides are empty, only the shrubs surrounding the adjacent clumps. I do not want to doubt upon: it is where flying it? Although it is not flying stone magnificent Huangshan, and no Lushan exquisite eye-catching flying stone, the rain of it, then quietly stands, it seems more of a spiritual, more of a poetic.
Mind is always thinking about love night kiosk, not sedentary, leaving photographs recall forget. Walking trail around the tomb of Huang Xing, Cai E's tomb, there is no stay for long, Pada Rao of the old couple's quiet; Ancient Lushan Si, Yunlu Palace did not go in, not the destination of my trip; also some places, not interested, not worthy of nostalgia Even the names are not remember the.
In turn Zuozuo temple, through the clumps of green, I finally saw immersed in the love of the mountains late Pavilion.
Love late Pavilion, let me slowly approached you.
Difficult to trace the outcome, "far from the Han Shan" feeling has long experience in the drizzle. "Bai Yun and Health Department," the realm of Daoshi not, but found that you are in the "white smoke the Department of Health." No cars, just stopped, I quietly contemplate. Not in late autumn, there is no full-Chuan leaves may be, is in the February ah, how can there be to spend ah? Only one mountain into the curtain of green. Love late Pavilion, double eaves corners, on top of the glazed tiles are all green, and the whole mountain seemed to be able to blend the colors. The middle of the second floor eaves block plaque is inscribed with a hand-written by Comrade Mao Zedong's "love late Pavilion" of the three golden characters. Dusk, so that four weeks into a dark green eyes, and only these three words still so eye-catching shine. Pavilion of the stone pillars engraved couplet: "trails night yao Hung Shu 500 new species of peach too, Gap Yunshen drops a pair of ???ū Hok Tsui to be flying." Kiosk has Shizhuo stool, is said to be a young man, Comrade Mao Zedong was in this reading, writing and thought. Well, I have to go sit in the shade ......
Time is not early, can I still not want to go, not that great nostalgia here for the scenery, just want to feel more deeply to bring my love of late-ting cultural atmosphere and historical ambience.
- Go, leave the love of night kiosk, down Yuelu mountain, is well-known Millennium Academy - Yuelu Academy. Here Zengyin thousand years ago in this lecture and the name of Zhu Xi dry 1:00. Of course, the Yuelu Academy is empty, only the stained Poqiang years, seems faintly lingering perils in the year Lang Lang Shusheng.
Out of the Yuelu gate, Hunan University东方红广场on the back and forth between the students one by one figure, statue of Comrade Mao Zedong is on the chest and head high, visual front. The sky is late, I have to brisk walking of.
Shabu-shabu is still under the light rain, and then look back, look for love again in the evening booths.
Author: wallbooth
