SARS has now gradually pulled out of people's focus of attention. In a closed for so long, it is now the most wanted thing is that we can find a paradise, the release of their feelings. Wuyuan is said to be China's most beautiful countryside to Wuyuan, like walking in paradise!
"House high and low trees, sun distance Shan, Lin Shao smoke like bands such as the village of external water loop," which is the first Chinese pastoral landscape poems of a true portrayal of Wuyuan. Wuyuan of mountain walking trails, green thick Wei trees, vertical and horizontal stone torrent stream, rolling tea Barry slope, layout, exquisite villages, well-preserved Ming and Qing architecture, honest gentle villagers who will let you know what is in the is a real paradise.
Wuyuan County in Ziyang from casual to catch a car, do not control whether the heading in which direction the rugged summit of the tractor-plowing road would be the way forward to bring you toss in the ink to travel through the way the dust can not be murky deep and that car window light shallow green, modification of agricultural diesel roaring sound of a motor can not cover those attendant gurgling streams singing. Herringbone structure of the bridge wooden bridge linked the two sides of lush grass under the bridge is a matter of Sha Chau and Fang Dian, hanging tree branches along the river, under a tree or walk or Bantang of cattle and sheep, ducks around half-naked trees root leisurely playing in the water, green moss and aquatic plants in the underwater swagger. There lug burden of the farmer to walk on the bridge, a quartzite of the road extended to the front, set off in a village in the verdant green horse faintly exposed corner of the wall, and then further to see is a winding, such as the Dai-Aoyama. High-called stop it, walked the bridge, and folk of the breeze will always take you into the dream of paradise.
Guarding the entrance to the village under the shade of the old camphor tree blocks out the sun, Dutch hoe, but after the farmer will tell you that he has standing here quietly for a thousand years, Qiu Lao Shupi silent describing the junction of the vicissitudes of life on earth, when the high figure had been together a long There is no trace, tree playful urchin replaced Yi Cha Yi Cha also ushered in the pace of naturalization are eager to go home, drawing the wanderer once again look back to the Yan Mou, that clouds of the canopy occurs in a place where dreams, Can withstand wind and rain on earth?
Quartzite along the road slowly and line, walk ancient covered bridges, deep into the long lane, flanked on either side of the cottage powder wall Daiwaqiaojiao cornices, corner moss Chong-yin, there is a corner garden windowsill Zhan out of the new green, the high horse wall of wind firewall lines sketched out the blue sky.
All come with a green Shikumen Fang's old house, do not buckle ring that door ring, open the half-open the doors, reached a higher level, deep door houses a cool room so you sweat intended to be fully compensated for, host family may be seven ten days old , perhaps the thick of the guy, give you a new cup of their own tea, turned yellow ancestors starting spectrum, the Shan to Jinian dust, which names might be a smoke in the history of the sea are not mass annihilation, but it is the family where the pride and glory forever. Your host will be led to visit every corner of the house, patio Hall Gallery that beautiful brick, wood and stone carving staged a play with a text story or section and section hometown glory, Evening Liaison under Liu Shao month, to the number of craftsmen How many times can the achievements Daoke square inch of expression between the Sheriff's smug scholar, scholar-beauty graceful flow Yanmou.
Zhiya foot of the stairs, upstairs east wing of the Xiulou Miss Zeng Jingshi through the bay windows of the rays of light floating in the air with dust, carved mahogany bed suffused with dull red color, is a dip through time alcohol after the warm colors that light can be pre-Cho-li Luo Man Zhang woman where? Gently turn and inter-trance can smell the subtle fragrance floating between Ran Yi Meipiao hear the faint sigh when Tuosainingxiang. Heavy doors locked, even if Jinyi Yushi, full of poetry and literature, the outside world was finally just a Piaomiao dream, silent independent windowsill, and thus put out of the window the blue sky and distant hills as a solidified scenery.
Or return to covered bridges to sit it, never been to paint the bridge may have been too worn out, cedar deck paved section is still strong enough to carry the footsteps coming and going, sitting on the bridge side of the board, leaned against the risk column. Listen to old people smoking ancient legend about the plot to see twilight cows owned by a farmer in bare feet through it, sent soil breeze fragrance, carrying baskets tea, tea-picking sister came back from the hills, the new pick buds still sported Hill Soul souls, peasant woman in the Kap Shui Mun Bridge wharf where vegetables and strands of smoke curl up to the sky. In this way the bridge sitting under the bridge shedding is surging fleeting.
When the sunset in the distant mountains grabbing every last ray of clouds, flowing water away mottled light and shade, covered bridges began to busy themselves on. Carrying blue flower bowl out from each of the adults and children, held hostage bacon bowl of rice and pickled pepper, a dog owner to follow a stroll along the back four, tomorrow's weather, this year's harvest, someone's new wife married, Beijing's Olympic bid Sino-US relations are to talk about.
Perhaps this time the village only you a stranger, the villagers will inquire about your passion come from and puzzled why you came to this far away from the city's downtown and remote villages, you can change in one of his home, casual pay the last few money, hospitable host will pick up and Homebrew of rice wine, side dishes authentic Fen Zhengrou and lettuce paste, if it is in the Peak village, the owner will be arrested until after dark, the cold-water fish for pond stocking, without too much spices, steamed about Wuyuan is a specialty ---- purse red carp. Night, spend the night in the homes of villagers on the bar, from the roof skylight will Sajin Xingyue Kuanghua, if there is no moonlight, you will see countryside, where the Special Qingliang Star, chirp of insects and the occasional sound of barking coming from several more to make more and more of the Cenji entire villages, and thus looked on Stars to sleep.
Gan Minger must be from a morning on the entrance to the village, after washing of the Cheonggyecheon, along the quartzite of the road has been walked in to the mist shrouded fields, the fields, while the small yellow wild flowers and red berries still unknown last night's dew dripping , seed of rice seedlings for the vegetable and green layer veil Long Zhao, looking back to the dawn shimmering faintly in the villages and the outline of distant mountains are the Dai Qing's ink marks in the fresh air deeply Baotou breathing, so that the fragrance of grass and fields of the fragrance retained throughout one's mind.
If the leg muscles enough kin, climb a mountain to climb Wuyuan bar, large Zhang Shan, Zhejiang Ling, Umbilicaria mountain ... ... and find a local guide, he will take your Fukai clusters of weeds around and have deserted the ancient Plank Road. At that time, Huishang Tam Dan Zhao full of tea in exchange between the jingle of silver around his waist, a scholar, after studying so hard for a decade Hanchuang once they go in exchange for prominent hometown glory after entering political stratum. Now, quartzite paved steps have been stained Taihen, only streams of running water is still turning. Tired, thirsty, and Ju to mountain springs on the bar, its pure and sweet will let you hear it after many a night singing.
If you want to stream songs that sneak into your dreams again and again to Wuyuan bar, through the Castle Peak Xiufeng, wandering covered bridges Chinese Room, hesitant hesitate Shenxiang yidao, knocking houses Heritage of the visit to Cuba, explore the old village tea stall, in this flashy noisy The Red Dust, perhaps she will give up gradually impetuous soul to temporarily calm and comfort.
Author: judy80
