Very small when it was seen a painting Autumn Qingcheng the mountain, although only from a child's handwriting, but the leaves, and came over the mountain Piaofei deserted mountain road, mellow fragrance brings a somewhat lonely, Let me eyebrows. Qingcheng secluded world, it is and provincial people's ethereal mood corresponding with stunning and Qingcheng the mountain, but it seems to make the hearts of each one yearning for a quiet home birth want to rely upon its impulses.
Qingcheng finally had the chance to visit, but unfortunately not the late autumn, but a mid-summer, summer down just in time. Escape of the former Hill Road furnace smoke shrouded view of the mountain is quite a bit desolate, but this is to my wish. The day before had just rained, wet mountain stream paths, the bluestone and soil fragrance and makes a float into the nose, on both sides of the cliff are both steeply with luxurious vegetation, crevice dripping water, and occasionally soon as blackbird's Timing, lingering sound roundabout in the valley, the heart is different.
Qingcheng the mountain water is flash in the pan, always at your most places do not pay attention to infix into one of the most let you satisfied with the scenery. Along the mountain and on the roadside there are always made of wood chisel sink, passers-tired, hot, and Ju Yipeng water, wash face, hands, cool Qin Xin, mental state Leighton cool, and occasionally there are deciduous downstream rains, let me think "leaves a poem," the story of picking one up, of course, no poem Transamerica odalisque, but I clip it quietly into the book, there is a tree Qingcheng Aura, and this leaf has experienced Qingcheng of water intoxication it.
Hanging spring waterfall in the mountains is more attraction in every far there Yihong clear water, prime turbulence Green Lake, back to the Qing reflection. Yin shade at the water, turned out dark green, Shen blue, deep Dai, faint natural mystery; open at clear water clarity, quiet, such as jade, people can not help but want to reach out stroke, but a touch, video surf roll, only ripples Waterfall ... ... there are always strings, like the girl is not out of purdah, shy to show leaning deep into the forest, Baoshui shock Tan, Jade crumbs scattered, white skirt garment, such as Innocent Steps, elegant appeal of Island. No Huangguoshu Falls Qiyuxuanang, but added quite similar to Zhu Ziqing described by rainy Lake, but have become more vine Ge Man-man's Guzhuo.
The path up the mountain is not only a result of clear water taste wonderful, but also due to appear quaint wooden bridge, and at large in the original. A wooden foot wet in hand to explore the way green bamboo from time to time have to climb steep ladders to climb chains diamond hole - That's a real "crawl", may accidentally ripped off in front of the man's shoes.
Each line section of the road there will be a Maoting, although primitive, but a bit tired, a total of visitors who are willing to sit down to rest, chat with a few adults, and children ran beside the stream side of frolicking, the water is not deep, Great folks were worried about saving. The booth is a local priority of the stalls, in the charcoal grilled corn (Sichuan language, namely, corn), bake bread, do not greet the business, but the smell of the aroma is enough so that we covet, and such material does not take soil expensive, but mineral water, Coke analogy of the mountain much more expensive.
Walk more than three hours of mountain, and finally to a named "Yau Yat Chuen" in offering accommodation, resting their feet, looking for a good residence, fry a few dishes, it is necessary for a bottle of beer after dinner, we are continuing upward walk. Almost dusk, "Cloud owned by the Grotto Ming," Cho stood deserted on the path a distance, dusk in the mountains, Yinyun stretching, and it seems faint to hear a siren, true sense of "I do not know Yunshen service" feeling. And went for a while, met a few people from the top down, saying that far yet, and up would have two hours, we could only go backwards, this want to remember to stop and the place looks like, unfortunately Qingchengshan loop turn, has long been blurred. Down faster, but we are back to the "Yau Yat Chuen," when the dark days already.
Cool night, Qin bones, sleeping too Gaipi Zi, all quiet down until Sixia Li, but hear the rain, friends say, it is the voice of water, Qingling sweet. We all sleep, perhaps because they are afraid to miss this fascinating Qingcheng elegant night bar, push the door out, light the white moon light shed to put all of her cage into the holy camlet, leaving only a gurgling fountain in the Kongkuo In the darkness alone ring ... ...
Space Mountain pine nuts down, Youren should not sleep ... ...
Starting the next day late, no opportunity to see the sunrise Qingcheng scenery, endless live to regret. Clear up the morning, golden light and movement as a mountain stream, but I do not want to leave. To the ropeway to the way an old man comfortably at the roadside, self-serving manner blowing bamboo flute, feet still Tanzhe better, appears to be selling the flute, and they are not attracting buyers, it was asking about the price, it would only lightly to A. 1. Fishing is better than fish it, I think, in Qingcheng feeling of the mountain in the piping must be very difficult in general.
Take cable car down the mountain, Flanagan, Green bamboo can not be put on cars, they readily gave a pair of the cable car up the mountain just a married couple with regret, but also an operator to make the best use of the bar.
Wave unless Qingcheng, leaving behind an everlasting dream.
Author: sakyamani
