Last year, New Year's Day, the sky a bit under the snow, I somehow went to Thousand Buddha Mountain. The next morning just a snow, but also to the way clinical Tim climbing a lot of fun. In such a situation may also wish to seek elegant refined feelings of the Chinese New Year again and friends had arranged to go located in Jinan, the northeast, the Yellow River River in the Huashan.
We look forward to, but also, and last year, a little tenderness long the snow. Induction may be heaven, perhaps God's gift, New Year's Eve night and really it began to snow until the snow started this morning have not yet stopped, and filled with thick mist, vast expanse of whiteness, and heaven and earth of sight.
Chinese New Year morning and friends, braved the night and that the market has not yet received live feet of snow, hope Huashan come.
Huashan, also known as Chinese do not live, is located in the Yellow River, is in the plains where a muster of Gushan, round cone. In fine season, nowhere to be seen, Meng Mengdai color, penetration in the blue sky, and the Yellow River each other, they really very elegant. Huashan is famous, is one Jinan style resort, with Queshan, Daming Lake there are echoes of that city springs up, is also a very elegance. Baotu Spring side in front of that Mission Hills, hanging in the Song Dynasty Zhao Meng (fu) written in a couplet: Chinese do not live steam fog Run, the waves and sonic booms Daming Lake. Can be seen, Huashan in Jinan is very affected.
A thick layer of snow on the road has not-opening the car moved very slowly. Looked on the road, vehicles are not many, and some empty feeling. After waiting for a train down the road, not those of the city buildings, surrounded by a slightly Yukino from places farther away, regardless of the sky or the ground, nothing to see unclear. Boundless mist, the sky is white, shiny, like the illuminated backdrop of the Cang Lu. In this snow on the road, we are worried not because of poor vision but the wrong place. Within a short while the car came to a reading "Huashan Scenic Area" in the tall arch ago. Drivers of small Ru, strangely enough, looked to the vehicle, saying: Mountain not far behind in this very place where St. Paul, how can not see where. And so on down the road slowly approached, and in our eyes, it only had a vague mountain shows a vague outline of a little shyly exposed faces.
Went to the mountains, very few, very quiet. Figure in the distance several children, frolic with, speaking voice is clear that sway to pass very far away. On the road is a layer of snow, has not been trampled on, and some fat to sprinkle on the Hill Road. Snow Road, the extension had been away to the mountains, climbing away, leaving a mysterious man's imagination. The rise of view, the mountains of snow, and does not cover living large rocks, Mid-levels revealed a huge rock, wearing many dignified and solemn. Peak to the point of view, they not tell it was snow, it was foggy, and in vain mountains and white days dissolve into one, all of them being enveloped in a loss.
Then, walking around, first greet the eyes, is a huge monument, the stone lay in the road into the mountains. Stone on the snow is not thick, but also to identify the handwriting in red above. This is a Republican twenty years (1931) in January to reestablish the stone monument, engraved with the words "lay Buddhist merit forest" words to show to commemorate those donations restoration of the believers of Buddhism resorts. Walk up stone steps along the road, not far, there's red pavilion. That pavilion in the Yukino where more bright, a little more aloof, some of the elegant taste. Gradually closer, you can see the pavilion with the words "Cheung yunting" in the name. Unfortunately, the fog can not see the sky snow clouds, cloud how Xiang, only by virtue of imagination. Pavilion here, is a flat, there are two ways to the mountains, which can be considered the starting point for the mountains.
Is preparing to go into the mountains when the cold-called came a crackling sound of firecrackers, broke the silence of the mountains, people feel a trace of artistic conception of heaven and earth. Along the sound, find a place where you can see down the mountain. Everywhere you looked, see the distance a mountain village, but also shrouded in white smoke into. Housing, roads, fields were covered with snow, just the hint of smoke beckons to the village just waking up, is rubbing the Xing Zhong's eyes. Waves of the dogs in the village came the sound of lonely valley reverberated with, call the deep quiet. There are several Chaochao the shadows on the street shaking a head of yours to show the calm one. A good picture of a fairyland.
With the railing, facing a loss, I think of middle school in this mountain story. I remember correctly, it was in the spring and summer 1975 season, "Xue-nong," based on Huashan Town, called Dam the first place. To be used in the city, and to the foot of the Huashan handsome landscape is naturally excited. Lived there for 30 years days and can feel that time is very long, there are mixed feelings. Math teacher led the mapping of entire villages and farmland, mountains plans, also went to an interview with Jun Liezhu families, while also helping the village to do some farm work. At that time, because every day back to Jinan, the delivery of food, they often over the hill from Piedmont. At that time, Yamashita is a quarry, the quarry echoes chink sound, sometimes lambasted for Huashan harm. Fortunately, the quarry was later banned. Otherwise a few years, Huashan will be completely cut straight, and becomes steeper smaller.
This Fen Yang of snow, and the not too distant past, in the mind floating down the. An instant, over the past 30 years, those things do not ming, talk innocent children, has become the aging and more than thoughts, and only this Jiangshan remains the same, style remains. Perhaps, this is often said that the years Boundless bar.
At the foot of the Huashan walked several times, did not climb over. Some say that there is no mountain roads, up the hill is a very troublesome pieces of things, these are more excuses, mostly could not find suitable partners, and leisure time. Now back on the Mountain to enjoy the scenery heaven and earth, before we know it can not give up Hua Shan is really a scenic place.
Mountain along the slippery snow and ice up the stairs, not far from there is a large stone emerge, carefully looked like a turtle in the world to visit, people also called turtle stones. By contrast, the mountain on the other side, there is a corresponding stone, like a snake out the Cave, people called it as a snake stone. Along the mountain road while on the mountain close to a half waist, raise the eyes can see rocks in the cliffs above a group of buildings, flying volley hanging, and that is the mountains Lu Temple. The temple at this time no one lived, you may go back, very clean. Out of the temple, you can see the giant wall of rocks formed between the "thin strip of sky", that is the good fortune Huashan huge rocks.
Steep mountain road, and also very slippery, it will throw in a inattentive. Close to noon, and the mountains were increased, coming and going of people have trampled the snow was very slippery, and broke a few visitors. Montagnards more, also felt like back to reality from fantasy, the elegant artistic conception did not, while a heavy burden on them gradually. Only the mountains and still so mysterious, so quiet, it seems like waking to sleep, but no face. Kind can not bear to disturb, can not bear to see through the mood to take out. Look akin to finding slip, numerous desolate cold, but also Pashang with, it is determined to no longer be an upward climb.
There was a whistle came suddenly, looked up, there are a few pigeons in the sky passing. Pigeons fly with pride, so that the earth is looking at it, admire it. I would like to, Flying Pigeon is also a pass of humanity, are also using their own unique way, the new year celebration with the arrival of a beautiful blessing for one year.
(February 14, 2001)
Author: wangzc
