Actually wake up to see is the rise of white latex painted ceilings, blue glass chandeliers. Outside the window is closed iron door neighbor metal case of the wall collision sound, suddenly: I have returned to the city. While the former one morning at 7 o'clock on a warm summer sun shining exception, the security of the town sitting on a bamboo chair Waking farm Fanzhuang between the metamorphosis of remains misty moonlight night in Xian Xia Road.
Night Road
Jiangshan up to a pedestrian arrived at the town of Longjing village of dock when it is close to dinner after midnight, Longjing Village, disorderly, dirty, dirty, and the name of the association to our quiet, what does not stick side, did not find a suitable camp, So everyone decided regardless of gloomy weather predicted rain, Night Xianxia Trail.
Huang Chao Tang Xian Xia Road insurgent army is said to be open, gravel roads was very spacious and the night before to go Kowloon narrow winding path is simply worlds apart. Think of their feet is perhaps the Tang Dynasty stone, a kind of inexplicable heart suddenly excited, such as digging in the garden of the former Legislative kinds of onions dug tiles. (And then, through the investigation, after the trail to become merchants Sung Min Jin a must for walking convenience, the road was covered with stones somewhat lost)
All the way to go past the trail with the mountain from top to bottom, from time to time you can see not very big passes lay in front of Huang Chao's troops then imagine wearing straw sandals marched in the ancient road, while on either side of the mountain through stands of these are not very high the top of the passes may also have a kind of condescending Kazuo When closed, Wan Fu Mo opened momentum. And then passes those non-commissioned officer was leaning against the wall of black smoke smoked Xun De, only the distant mountains and the wind and the moonlight accompanied by a lonely night, the hearts of solicitous what is it?
Road on both sides is a bamboo forest, without any kind of as a military fortress of the chill of the air, whirling wind in the summer night only showing slim heroic. Things change, more than 1000 years ago, the woods do not know what kind of trees guarding the customs of the trail when the husband, but definitely not bamboo.
Runaway all the way, all the way reverie, only new office door until the spots of cement pavilion highlights the contours of the night and only when back to reality, we move towards the 21st century village, the camp tonight.
Not the same as the moonlight
In our casual explore the beautiful ancient, the moonlight shines upon the total appropriately to the perceptual side of our hearts, so the mountains, streams, trail have cast a layer I do not know the hearts of mapping out of the sky or a soft.
Jiulongshan uphill trail along the valley, did not walk a few steps, pedestrian would depend on a picnic at the river, playing in the water, until the sun sets, and the only planned to protect the mountain's natural barriers station embarked. Feet under the road is very narrow, often one side is rock, one side is a valley. Outline of twilight in the valley gradually blurred, dark green summer eyeful front of Ye Feng swaying into the black outline, outlined Toyama Dai-colored shadow is the full moon, hanging in the beautiful hill and between the arc shape between the clear-cut disc Let us also faintly reminiscent of the blue skies during the day.
Headlights scattered in the mountain, the trail is a warm yellow glow, the rise of the moon is brighter under the mountainous peaks, and we a meandering pedestrian aisle in the mountain, the joy of the stream on one side, the moonlight, faint reddish silver, Smart water waves.
This is a night has been a narrow road is only one viable gut Road, all the way Taguo wooden bridge across the stream, after the last paragraph of steep slopes, eyes suddenly see the light: the mountains around, the bar looking at forest camps in front of the house quiet man lying natural "cradle", it camping in the water under the moonlight and listen to behind the house brawl streams flow, there are frogs blowing and serene quiet sleep that night.
Plan to go the day before who wishes to reproduce the Jiulongshan Xianxia Road between the brighter the moonlight, but the unexpected outbreak of gloomy weather that day, rain was falling shyly refused. Muttering along the way, there is like the moon, and thinking about a "Qin Han when the moon gate", the moon actually gave us "want to" out, but drifted Mist covered with a lap behind Halo ahead of us, kicking up clouds We go back from time to time in the distant hills to search for her soft, a thousand years, the same as under the moonlight are non-commissioned officers and merchants, and now we are chasing the dream of Masquerade.
Masquerade of the Dream
Before departure time to come trapped in the chores among the really very bored. The day has finally come to leave, even though it is still expected to come back is that these trivial things to end there, but at least a few days traveling can temporarily empty the chores, play between landscape intoxicated. The three-day trip is interesting that many on the road, Suichang - yellow sand dust waist on the road all the way, the idea is like driving into the distance in the civilization, to the mountains seeking the quiet of the unlock all of the burden.
While searching among the Kowloon Youyuan indeed there is a refined natural beauty, there is no ascent, but it has no intention of being left behind by travelers to read more than 10 years ago, travels, describing the mountains straight to the 9 9 Feng Jian, just like in Kowloon, meet, and this is the origin of the Kowloon Hills. In fact, walking on the road, mountains, streams and trails will make you suddenly have a lot of attachment and association, many years ago the ancestors of no maps, no GPS positioning, but, with the existence of these beliefs out of the rugged mountain trails, and in those who let us breathtaking view, they may see just herbs, berries, perhaps traces of the Wild. Masquerade is an unrealistic romantic dream of reason that in this sense that only large pieces of meat as a civilized people will Haishishanmeng star witness, the metaphor into the moonlight, touching the soul real estate broker. Masquerade facing the first question, not how to rely on more recent stars, but how to rely on for food and warmth, more recently.
Despite this, I am still chasing the dream of Masquerade, even if only a moment. Jin Xian Xia Road then even if there is no Ge shouted cries of the bike is also certainly have armbrustschutzen wind, through the forest; or businessmen hurry to tighten the horseshoe, walk carefully hidden the money and goods, may indeed be the ambient noise is can not find a more suitable forth feelings of the Department, the reason that I have been busy in the inappropriate anomalies associated with the various secular Xianxia Road, I remembered the donkey out of customs Doon hidden, but was keep people off left 5000 word writing, bad "line without saying that the religion" of the rules, and if we ourselves in the day after, you need to leave 30 An Men commonly known as the Great Yuan in exchange for tickets Dongdong. So completely back to reality.
Chat to Postscript
After every journey, to walk places and scenery and the humanities there are always some scattered impressions, and some put the text, some have been unable to compile Chengzhang. Also there are always some regret, that regret is perhaps one of the largest not get Jiulongshan, while the windfall is to take Xianxia Road, and just as sinister as to avoid hot sun, we had to Zouye Lu, there was moonlight, accompanied by romantic feelings. Xian Xia Road accident away, but it has not traveled the entire trail feel, yet thoroughly enjoyed themselves. We walk in the road trip is always just beginning. Began to look forward to the next trip.
(Jiulongshan, Zhejiang Suichang territory; Xian Xia Road, Jiangshan City in Zhejiang Province)
Author: yefflu
