Not far away from the Hongcun, there is a place called Bamboo wood pit. Listen to this name, I know that there must be a film layer upon layer upon layer of bamboo sea.
We Hongcun called a cab to go where the tour buses. The first carriage life, nature is very surprising, and very excited.
Ya Ya bumpy carriage creak a small road in the mountains, take a look at roadside, yellow flowers of rape in the breeze under the comfort to enjoy dancing to whirling leisurely lying in the paddy fields of water buffaloes, the mouth not stop chewing, as if the whistle ... ... yes ah, look at these mountains and lush rice terraces, dripping blood of rhododendrons, there are so many quiet, gentle spring breeze, not only is this an old ox, and even where we are immersed in, particularly in that bunches of flaming red rhododendrons, so I am greeted with concern.
In this rugged mountain road, walking for nearly an hour before visiting the scenic spot. Finally saw this "Bamboo", here called the Bamboo that can not be overstated, eyeful are bamboo. Look, or bamboo, hope is also boundless side of a big, ah, really want to immediately pour into the green ocean.
Under the leadership of our guide, look for the final uphill road is a small piece of a bamboo layers, is then the rule, and no sense of clutter, will be "leaves not a heartless objects, Enriching the soil has turned into bamboo care it "? Tour guides speaking, there was originally a forest, then a bandit to cut down the trees here, they become bare wood pit. At this time, the locals do not want there are no plants, so try some of the kinds of bamboo. Never thought of in 2012, he became the Zhuhai ... ...
I prefer bamboo, I think that their life is so strong, so long as there is little hope of survival would be continuous growth, is not it? Look in the slope of that Jizhi bamboo, rain has been the root of them were washed out of veins, and I saw the bamboo straw as unique as the root, it constantly lost suction raising, while the bamboo itself, will be in the emerge after the rain. That's right, just at the roadside hills also saw a one sprang bamboo shoots, I have tried to pull it together, but also caused the locals joke: We are planing to use pick axes bamboo shoots, and have not seen who is hand pull the. Ha! I Luqie a!
After the rain the mountain trails are quiet, and distributed a unique fragrance, the thin mist lingering in the mountain slowly, transpiration, how pleasant leisure. Rou Rou soil by our very foot of the mountains outside the passenger messy, but more and more showing soft, especially after rain in early spring moisture become increasingly cordial. From time to time to hear the spring birds call and a put put the mountain springs will flow in your feet, one thing that is clear, and sweet. This is what a good living space ... ...
We have unconsciously come to the hilltop, Oh, good open ah! The altitude here is not high, but your eyes are layer upon layer upon layer of green, with light yellow-green, with emerald green, as well as a transparent green ... ... I love the green, I think this is the color of life. Around me a bunches of low shrubs are tea, where rich tea, I remember when, tea business is the capital of Huizhou merchants fortune. I was the first time this close-up look at the end of tea, its leaves glistening with crystal transparent green, looked like delicate. Tour guide said, here is the mountains, more clouds, suitable for the growth of tea, and, where fewer pests and diseases, Montagnards do not give tea pesticides, therefore, where green tea taste good. I am not far away, there was a lady was picking to see if her skill, that elegant posture, like a little girl at the dance. So I borrowed baskets, under the guidance of the lady became a tea-picking women, that was the girl tea Yo! In passing, I put a tea on the mouth, thin chewing, beginning with the slightest slight bitterness, but an instant, the taste of fragrance overflowing mouth, that's the case Qinru the heart, this is the taste of tea, but --- like life could be so!
Shen-Shen Yao accident, I found, I found, in the green shaded, there is a piece of white houses, like descending from the sky in general, I was still in doubt whether it is the scene of Journey to the West or the Liao Zhai emergence out? It is amazing, and did not give me any preparations for it. This is the residential areas in southern Anhui --- Shirakabe Daiwa horse wall.
Tour guide told us that this village there are 30 several households living bamboo, a kind of bamboo, there are engaged in bamboo, there are as bamboo, and he introduced to us in particular, there is a very famous chef bamboo, China Central Television have made him special, it is recommended us to his house to see. We are pleased to go.
Just entering the village when the farmers saw the sun, bamboo shoots, bamboo clothing and meat, the very effort to spittle pharyngeal back. Within walking distance set foot on narrow winding path to the master of the house. His wife outside the house playing with a bamboo, two dogs around her Sahuan chase with, to see us coming, they ran to the house to tell its owner, lots of business opportunities to. From the Nazuo stone house out of the Montagnards is a sturdy, dark face with a hearty laugh when some shy, hastened to make us into the room.
This furnished house is very simple, but it is a folk art of the palace. However, whether it is a carefully written Dan-Qing, or flamboyant calligraphy, or a fine piece of bamboo products, I really do not believe these are from in front of me hands. Listening to teacher presentations, he has not received any of the arts education, are their own practice, fathom out. As a result, I am even more amazed at his accomplishments would be so. I tried to talk to him a number of painting and calligraphy skills problems, but he can use his own simple language to explain a number of theoretical issues, it sounds very easy to accept. This is considered good luck get one bar!
When I pushed open the windows of his house babble, you can see is a piece of green open, when I seem to have found the answer: the people of this earth and the heaven between people, nature will give him endless inspiration, This is a source of creativity, thanks Mother Nature, thanks to life bar ... ...
Bid farewell to his master, and we along the mountain down the mountain, the sky it began to drizzle, and the early spring of the strands of rain drift, the carriage bumps in the boundless green, the mood is very comfortable, and really puts on a small got the right stuff. Road is long, but we turned over one of the mountains, gradually bid farewell to the green seas, bid farewell to the depths of the people ... white clouds ...
Good-bye, lovely Bamboo! Good-bye, and a long absence, the green ... ...
Author: NNL4538
