Saihanba is a kind of a place? I feel very vague, but it is yearning for, is what is attracting me? In the vacation season, I take the Beijing-Guangzhou train, with the festival crowd has always been to go north, to find that an unknown place.
Dam has been in my mind is only some fragmentary pieces, a number of simple text, a number of vague concepts, understanding of dam was only to stay in the know "dam" because it arose under the North China Plain and the Mongolian Plateau at the junction where there is a sharp rise, into a step-shaped; dam was originally just a vague title, it is located in Inner Mongolia plateau, west Zhang northern, central and embrace Fengning, East beyond the paddock, is well-known capital of the natural grassland summer resort. Where there is a vast pastures, lush plants, groups of cattle and sheep, galloping horse, is a Mongolian nomadic area since ancient times, these banal words to say what a place? Do not know.
Was removed to the siheyong later, in the pre-dawn biting wind, I have a good driving instructors and pre-contact will be top of a short crack in Northeast guy, siheyong persons mouth will be able to have the whole story of the entire paragraph, witticism grow wild. In this person, after some talk, I understand the paddock dam inevitably adds some of it.
Also known as Magnolia dam paddock paddock, Saihanba Forest Park. Saihanba Mongolian means "beautiful kaolinite," while Mulan paddock was held in the Qing Dynasty Emperor autumn hunting of the magnolia, which is the Hongshan Jun Machang contemporary parenting training base charger, which is located in Chengde City paddock Manchu, Mongolian autonomous region, 450 kilometers away from Beijing, scenic areas a total area of 2324 square kilometers, about 1400-1700 meters above sea level between the rugged terrain. Trees, mostly birch and larch. Changes in solar terms on average nearly a month sooner than the mainland. In the spring, where snow and ice melt, all things recovery; summer, Bicao reaching the sky, diffuse ground Jinlian; late autumn, mountains popular in, row of trees to make dye; winter, blanketed by trees, exceptionally enchanting. Mid-July each year in mid-August and even more is the best time to go paddock dam, blue sky and white clouds, wild flowers everywhere, spurring a horse gallop grasslands, will be able to enjoy the prairie style.
Noon, staying in an inn Junma Chang, outside a few big sister holding hands horse chat, eyes watching the house from time to time people.
"To rent horses? We are docile horses, riding them out of this junction, and everywhere one can run, there are many nice places around here, this time a lot of people to go out riding."
"I think three cripple ditch, far from here?"
"From here 2 Shiji Li, in Jun Machang the north, along the way the place is open, they all love over there, Happy Valley, you want to do?"
"Okay."
I found a few on the train know playmate, a Colts thus set out.
Along both sides of large areas of naked oats fields, endless, has been harvested, leaving a piece of naked oats golden rod. Horses are tame, that is greedy and saw fragrant naked oats naked oats bar and rod rest of the tablets, the total can not help but want to eat on a few mouthfuls, could not bear had to go by it. The distance is a continuous stretch of hills, flowing lines, stretch, and occasionally a few people riding on a horse speeding down from the Hill Top, in our midst reined horse, the young visitors,
"Hey, Why do not smoke a few whip, so that horse to run up, in such places spurring speeding, in particular, cool!"
"I like swimming freely stroll to horses everywhere."
In this way, I always loose the reins, the horse from the get go its own blossoms. Bright and sunny, although late autumn, and this sun warm the body, a bit sleepy, very comfortable.
Horse owners to chat with several people in the back, far along, not in a hurry hurry. Appears to be cooked well-connected, and this horse to stop-go even to the three cripple ditch, drooping of the horse with a saddle, where to stop feeding, walking past, and also regardless of the back was also on the Mo Jian rub ear, side eat chatting, Oh, here is horses their Inn.
Ditch are pasture and walk through a shallow stream from both sides of the grass is still green, a few cows on the edge of water, next to the leaves of Several Strains of Cimei have fallen, and trees covered with red fruit , bright dripping. Geraniol, Yanger in leisurely wandering, never took the trouble at the arrival of tourists, is also the letter court Xianbu horse, and companions Qingqingwowo.
In the evening, went to general nur, Jun Machang northwest at about 20 km, the vast grasslands, presumably here in summer is also a flourishing, lush, and now it is autumn, autumn wind blows, the water receded quite a bit, the water grass has been dry, and exposed years, in the wind shake Yi, crow magpie passing above, this time of the sunset setting sun like blood, and looked magnificent clouds gradually retreat from the sky, as if the officers and men who feel that year military career, the bloody battlefield of the majestic momentum.
Jun Machang near the speaker concept of morning mist and the mountain is a good place to watch the sunrise. The next day Qingchenwudian more attracted I am to be here have a lot of hills on the photo frame in your camera fan waiting for. Wind stern, ears appear to be frozen out, and Cuocuo Shou feet, touched the ears and continue to wait, only for that moment the sun rises.
Thick fog enveloped the ground Junma Chang, Yamashita house and the road looming distant horizon, the clouds are starting to get shiny red, the sun is still shy of the position behind the distant mountains, the time for a little bit of the past, the sky clouds and sometimes red sometimes dark, gloomy days, probably to see not a sunrise of the bar. After a sunrise time, waiting for people to feel some frustration, one after another closing down entirely left to the foot of the mountain had suddenly found a lot of clarity around the sun do not know when to jump out, the sun shining in according to the body. Angry, and this is not a matter between a minute or two Well, watching the sun, the smiling faces of those proud and helpless.
And the master appointment to the birch ditch, 20 km northeast of the Junma Chang, reportedly called the new birch groove to distinguish between three cripple the old birch groove near the ditch. The summer, large areas of rape blossoms, golden one, spectacular incomparable. When the fall season, is the golden birch hill and dale. I came here is already late autumn, leaves fall for, magnificent pale branches stretching to the sky, white sand under the blue sky, they should not have some flavor. Tuan Tuan and the trench has been a stream, clear bottom, the edge of a number of animal footprints along the trees and grass, or yellow, or green, but also some early autumn scenery, scenery and next to the different heights . Here is the forest, not far from a birch forest ditch, reportedly with the princess lake scenery along the grassland compared to some other scene. Groove Back to the direction of Jun Machang birch forest to grassland transition zone, nor is the development of attractions, summer is also the green grass and wild flowers everywhere, white birch little bit, parking within walking distance to forget the passage of time.
The evening, guests come back, most of them carrying a gray photographic equipment, we excitedly spoke with a smile, can not wait to eat with the boss cried, surrounded by several of the Inn's guests have come, suddenly, restaurants, bustling up, busy .
Due to transportation and inconvenient, something must be shipped from the siheyong so dam on the tongue of the people to enjoy not ask for much, nor how to taste. I live in that house meals at the Inn of them are also considered possible, and eat a few kind of signature dish, feeling pretty good, has attracted many visitors come here to eat.
Unconsciously, guests gradually dispersed, cook out, is a young handsome guy. Very few pedestrians on the streets, no lights, only the windows, revealing the warm light, the stars hung the vault of heaven, close to close, it seems within reach. That young man and I standing in the doorway chatting with the occasional horse riding through the main greeting, joking.
"Are you here, man? They are multi-Mongolian, right? It seems that you familiar with them."
"Junma Chang were mostly Han Chinese, and the remaining some of the Mongolian, Manchu and I are blue flag, and visited many places, to here, we all get along very well, a stay is two years. see the stars in the sky? I will see constellations, Now that winter is to go, far fewer in summer, when more filled the sky to fall forward, as if even the ground is too beautiful! "
The third day, overcast gray, cold. Go Panlong Canyon, and at 30 kilometers northwest of Hongshan Jun Machang already a road from south to north along the Junma Chang dressing over, evidently soon be available for access.
Withered in a scenic area of grassland which, in the fence around the farm where no one arrived, only one person looked at us in the hotel entrance is far from coming, and leaves us pull out of the fence. A very enthusiastic guy, Retention shoulder-length long hair, beard, a Banjiu's jeans, his head was a cowboy hat, is very rugged, small talk, he found that this is the boss. Peng Liang naturally hospitable owner, a former playing photography, found during the filming of this piece of local, and later invested 100 million yuan development Panlong Canyon, where the starting point for a higher built a hotel. Into the hotel, not luxurious, but very elegant, very comfortable, the restaurant's desktop chips in the summer, pick made of dried flowers, corridors with translucent glass-plate cover roof reveals a sunny atmosphere, both sides of the valley covered with the seasons photo. Boss in the hotel was built next to a simple thatched bar, a gathering place for photography enthusiasts, thought to be working with like-minded people in this wine made by the joy on film songs.
Canyon Although there is no impression of the enormous momentum of the valley, but the Valley has a plate lying on the river like You Long Four Seasons turbulence and persistent, said bottom stream flowing in summer, wildflowers bloom on the slopes green grass, the most famous of the Golden Lotus in the This is also Mantani bloom. Valley's climate than outside later, when the outside is gangbusters, the Valley was a lush, at most, only garden trees golden, so I went to dam despite the late hour, or be able to see their autumn thick. Looked at looked at the sky even Piaoqi snow years, there were numerous, pretty soon, golden leaves, the grass covered with a layer of snow.
Return journey, the snow has covered up to the car when the marks, grasslands, hills conceal the boundless being. Floated into the snowy neck, and cool, and the South, I grew up in this snow excitedly exclaimed, reaching to seize the snow and watched it melt, then re-arrested ... ... next to the reaching of several head of cattle grazing stopped of the pasture and looked at me strange.
Back to the Days Inn has been black, wore a weathered face broke into a go, could not help with the boss called frozen, and frozen. Hands over a cup of hot tea to my heart burst of warmth.
Jun Machang guests on most of the downhill in the morning, and the empty restaurant a few people left, people are easy to store in a chat is a busy season has passed, to discuss a winter thing. The young chef is also to see my shiver, and asked: "What you want to eat dinner? To point characteristics, milk, tofu and how to handle sheep? Warm warm."
Mutton soup came, a bowl of thick, rushed down to drink, the steam from the steam out of the body, whole body cells began to wake up, bowls of water, chunks of lamb and finish tearing the food with bare hands, and then accompanied by mountain pepper, meat rich , incomparably delicious. Ha! A comfortable. This is a cold, snowy night, so warm.
Night, as if to hear the voice of snow, it is a dream bar.
I do not know when it was awakened by the voices of snow outside the window. Days have been clear up the whole town put on the Silver Art, thick snow cover in the Banchi, under the drooping branches of trees hanging crystal clear, mountain wilderness in the world going to turn into snow and ice.
To be down, and heart reluctant to part, this is a dream? Journey home has always been free and easy for me, actually hesitated.
Author: winterya
