Yu Taishan
1
The first tour was very young when Tarzan. Also joining the trip as a group of juveniles. 51 the night before, sitting at the foot of Mount Tai, and we looked at the table, in the second hand pointing to 12 o'clock the whole time, turned out surveys on the mountain. Probably because of time away from the military training not long after, from the momentum to the state of mind are quite zipper feeling. Young Yoshikatsu, mutual comparisons, halfway Jing Mei how to rest in six hours after the successful ascent, to say are all about ganchang Look at a sunrise.
Walked away, take the stairs, the original thought it was the endless stairs, suddenly became a flat piece of land.
Saw days of street, and saw the rise of a great close to the stars, suddenly remembered Li Bai said, "hand-removable stars, not loud language, fear of shaking Exalted" remark. Inadvertently back rooms, but also look into the bottom of that same dark no light, no nothing really in the dark ... ... the darkness, there is a specified destroy the stars, it is huge, remote, quiet and clear.
Earth, Is also a Milky Way ... ...
In the breeze blowing when the chest is also raised thousands of miles by wind and breaking waves, Mashimo Yunfan economy as a heroic sea.
Lamented that her despite their Chinese, the present there is no King Road,脑子里闪过all of which are predecessors of the ink text.
Two
The second tour Taishan, in the seven days ago, eight years later. This is a big day. In going to go to the mountains, actually vaguely recognized that year, sitting in the number of seconds following the eaves.
The same way, I saw a different Taishan.
Mount Tai is still kind of multi-stage, while Tarzan's "Buddha" nor more than originally because it steps up.
"Little Buddha" were lined up along the stairs, a dozen bands were a way of squatting. They are wrapped in faded Mao edges of the red cloth of the head, hand embellished with broken cartons - are all kinds of fruit, Chinese and foreign beverages boxes, bells and whistles are numerous. That Chinese and Western momentum really want people to say no chatting. How can we imagine that such and such a modern Buddha go into battle, as if begging to start buying and selling along the first-order (sin, sin).
But the real worship to eat the "Buddha" who - you carefully see, is not far from Xian Shen, while leisure stroll while Aiming to do here.
So I watched the living Buddha who drank a glass of water they are two of money, really miss a little bit before the former was fifty cents a bowl of hot tea.
As night fell, in the days of Street Guan Zili dinner, when tasted by 5 dollars a bowl of rice in the sky. This is indeed different from the earth's vulgarian rice, meal need to eat two bowls of it.
Day Street, the evening light was as if the earth's night markets, do not know whether the stars of the shopping down.
Night stand the cold, reduction dared not come out under his blanket. Think of this year's pride on the forgotten, it should not.
In any case, sleep in heaven, a secure feel.
The next day got up early, but did not see the sunrise. Because it is not every day to see the sunrise.
Sitting in the sun-drenched guangming ding, the look around the mountains, I have not the slightest regret. Since understand "process is the main" The great truths, ha ha, now I have been practicing to the "sorry I do not know why the objects" in the realm of ... ...
Three
I thought of a mountain, one does not seem to call the name of the mountain Taishan.
It was a mountain that I have ever seen a great magnanimity of a hill mind. It gave me a carefully thought again, "Thai" the meaning of the word.
Walking in the middle of these hills, I am overlooking the surrounding scenery. The most obvious is the distance the mountains look like handsome steady.
I am wondering from this hill which can be up to the slope, from the slope of that what can go around to the other slope. Has reached the other side of the mountain at the foot of that obtrusive. It seems that this time they definitely can not go up and can only climb up the gentle slope on the most recent period, sit down and look at it. Able to sit in a place so close look at the almost straight up and down the strange peaks, which act like I mind blowing.
Rest and warm stone steps being tan, I cranky ... ...
I used the telescope overlooking the front of the mountain, to confirm that the original half-way up a white object is really a hanging icefall!
Huai a hold of a pine tree, so that the mountain has been eyeful of green.
I closed my eyes breathing clear mountain Lingling the wind.
In the sunny slopes, Dry grass, I forget the winter.
I decided to forget you, all because of winter forgot the mountain.
... ...
Man Po Dry, the long grass, foil a prime white, dry flowers playing thin volume. On a summer blooming all over the hillside, it should be such a crushing clusters of white flowers.
How can we imagine that they look this good itself, have also experienced the most severe winter from here?
Bright light, the wind gently slopes to skip, I seem to see a drilling Feng ER her mortal's shadow. While the afternoon sun, only white flowers in slightly shaking. This stems and flowers of the small rolls of the flowers, the original every second has a new attitude. The original only if it, and only it, is, and Feng ER Xiangxie intimate friend.
I have to imagine them in the mountains of loneliness, but at her side, freedom of the kind of clear sultry atmosphere of my recline, this erupted in mind we would have no worried about. I should not have come here to bother them, right? However, I got it, how bother?
Author: qingxiang