February 16 Yin Rong Jiang planted Ma Xiang Dong Zhai finally Meimeideshui of a sleep, get up and grooming is completed, it is 10 o'clock too. According to the plan we started to the mountains Dong Zhai embarked. Get out of town to, well see a small painting carved tower, which is joined the Guinness World Record for best in the world Dongzhai, in fact it is just a Drum Tower. However, it is not our destination.
More than an hour later, our car stopped at a mountain crossing, road signs side stone tells us clearly that there is a poor base. Coincidentally, the case of the upcoming visit to the county go to a Dong girl and her mother and sister, so they bid farewell to the girl after incumbent upon us into the cottage area. The way they gradually learned from the conversation, who's mother is named Yang Song divisions inside the stockade, and her daughter, singing well precisely because the county to be elected to become a professional singer. The sisters live in Yang's mother at home to students dedicated to learning to sing along. We could not help but command the respect of Yang's mother.
There is no road ahead may seem, but walked the first gave us a surprise, as if written by Tao Yuan-ming's "Land of Peach Blossoms", the present suddenly suddenly see the light. Thick towering trees where they stand as a barrier from from these valleys and paths are separated with the outside world, the valley has a wooden Dong Jia, and kept trained on the green vegetable fields greet the eye, a beautiful palm tree leaves and branches Several Strains Gently rocking, as if there are not other-worldly air. Small roadside a clear faint of spring wells, covers lying on a log hollowed out to do bailer, which clearly is prepared to passers-by. I could not help but scoop up enormous amounts of a few mouthfuls, and good Ganlie the water ah! Filled my water bottle is to go too late.
But the road quickly becomes difficult to walk, Ni Hua Jian Man of the trouser legs of mud, step one slip, and we can not help but do not mind starting at the end, I do not know when it will go down fell and fell over Xilihuala. Yang's mother has also come to the stage the total village, in this temperature of only 3 to 10 degrees mountain walking, but also tired and our T-shirt wet, Qichuanruniu. When he first entered the valley, from time to time can be met coming out in droves to visit the Friends of the pro-string folks, wearing ordinary county has the planet. Zaifan had several Road ridge, and saw a small river rest stop in four oranges Dongjia girls are laughing and joking to say with a smile, which flew into the peer-2 has aroused the attention of Shaw brother, running up and their conversation. In this way has been climbing to cross the river, but also met a group chat and drink at the riverside on the lawn of the Dong Jia who enthusiastically invited us to go sit down and eat lunch, severely heart tighten the belt, we declined, and still a long road ahead!
Had walked for two hours, not to see Yang's mother said the village where her sister Dong Jia Xie Shan will be for us to sing the tune, short simple melody, like a faint Qingqing hot spring dip into the brain, so that people inspired with enthusiasm.
Suddenly discovered that we have entered the Dong village, the original here, just under the village, to the village, there is a moment then! The village looked at us curiously old and young group of uninvited guests. Unbridled burst of hearty laughter from the cabin pass out, attracted our eye. Had a room full of all sit Dong women, before each cup of wine, a large wine pots left in the middle, around the circle of rich food. We finally hold herself back any of their curiosity into the middle of the hospitable folks to immediately pull us to sit down, do not ask where it came from, directly to each Duanshang Yi cup wine, with the experience of drinking in the Miao Village Lane , we readily kill one, suddenly received praise their screams and laughter. We also learn to draw their wine boxing Dong Jia, Zhao Li well, quickly won the other, so also just to drink the other cup, but also called burst of happy laughter.
In the next village folks wan to stay sound, we still go. Through the tunnel, in just a ridge, Yang's mother's house has finally arrived, here is the Upper Village. Forget almost three hours of mountain count it!
Yang's mother immediately greeted with his family to cook for us to eat, we are already tired and hungry. Captain soon, and the villagers will work: After dinner, the girls will be performing for our Dongzudage chorus. Dinner myself! The owner put on an abundance of fine food and wine, bowls not end, the handless winecup has Didao the hands. Yes ah, so long as to Sever, does not drink where stand? ! We again drank toast after toast. Meals not eaten, Sheng makeup of the girls have arrived at the door of Yang's mother, wearing a silver crown, wearing a purple-red in their holiday best, neck hung a unique pattern of several strings of silver necklace, the name of our warm greeting. Door girls sang together, and a mouth on overawed us, a dozen of the chorus extraordinary, not to mention they are usually a professor at the division after a song. Turn a blind eye listen with rapt attention, I just feel voiceless curl, like the Teana.
Not far away, bonfire has been lit at the Drum Tower in central, the Drum Tower where a small silhouette save animals and densely packed with villagers. We are one, the villagers immediately to children from the wooden bench on the drive down, the best seats left for us. We are already ready to come up with a good bulk candy to the kids, they blinked Qingliang eyes stare at us, Qieqie expression, afraid to reach out to pick.
Flames lit up everybody's eyes, beating the flames are not honest manner to burst upon us straight to Mars, the girls sang another first for us. As if the wings of birds singing, easy rhythmically flaps, lasting flying in the sky, feeling Feng ER them gently try to jack up, and then sent to the higher elevations areas. Of the number of treble the come and go, structured, will be reasonable, and orderly interface, showing a deep attainments. This voice broke the quiet mountain village, sent for a very long reverberation very far a long time is not absolutely. I suddenly discovered that Yang's mother has been hiding behind singing, listening to their Cezhaoerduo pronunciation tips from time to time something, and sometimes sing along with, and the. Firelight reflected on the joy her eyes, face, happy, and the light smile. It looked like a mother who grew up in showing the face of pride and satisfaction, this inside of her right great song full of the amount of team care? ! This touching scene I have been unable to forget.
Has also ignited the raging flames of passion for men, who spontaneously asked for us to show great man Dong Song. Harmony with a woman, obviously different, and they will sing a low, a simple and honest, a mindful of the maturity and warmth, as if that is the plateau of red earth in a low voice to tell. I think this is because the background color of life has always been deep, dignified and mature.
Girls reach out to the guests, oh, it was to have them join us and dance while singing edge. So we pulled them into a circle hand in hand, danced a dance Dong's Pond. Village of the night was cold, but our hearts are good hot, so jumping, singing, laughing ... ... I even forgot that night will be in the end how the song ended.
That night we stayed on the wooden Yang's mother upstairs, very quiet, but my heart was hard to calm.
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