Clouds inside the Wushan, who's home
March 28, a sunny afternoon, we will be abandoned from the Wushan County set sail toward the Gorge away.
The boat people know right away to go through Wu Gorge, so we have pushed the bow, pointing, twitter.
We see piles of rubble, the Yangtze River, that were once the home of some people; far from some of the mountain, the new county buildings neat pan glittering in the sun light.
Gradually becomes narrow and broad Yangtze River, the two sides will be the Yangtze River cliffs blocks. Is water under the cliffs, surging; cliffs above are mountains, swept past Bitian.
Where is the Wu Gorge, where is the Wushan it? I kept asking Guide Xiaoping.
"There is a place where clouds Gorge Well. To, quick to see the front of the cloud."
Sure enough, in front of a hill surrounded by clouds. Suddenly, feeling tall and straight towering peaks of the Wushan 12 a month come to us pressure.
"Why are there clouds places Gorge?" I asked Xiao Ping.
"You do not know 'can not do anything after sea water, except for Wushan is not a cloud' it?"
I am speechless a moment.
Along the way clouds do not see the mountains. Say that the ancient legend seems to Wushan cloud and rain is really not without foundation.
Passenger in the slowly forward, more and more people on the bow.
We excitedly pointing, peaks one after another. Which is the Goddess, which is the Goddess Peak it? That was the Tang Dynasty poet Liu Yuxi called the "earth to the Chuxiang Wang," the goddess, standing on clouds, waiting for two thousand years of goddess then?
We crowded into the bow looking around and suddenly one by one arm outstretched shrink back, and loud noises were not heard, and only a guide in what to say out loud:
"... ... On the left hill, Goddess Peak. To see it? ... ... Goddess, you have to imagine what beauty looks like Tang. Yes, that little point, between two mountains, the ... ..."
So it's you.
The Yunliwuli always, always stood between the little hilltop point really was that you? Two thousand years, Chuxiang Wang has long since disappeared, what are you waiting?
Our ship kept forward fled.
Waited at the hillside, and there are some clouds in the others.
Because we see the sunset under the green of the Wushan, and the smoke rising from those people.
Those people obviously new home. The road opened up from the mountainside is obviously the new red clay; their simple houses, and arranged disorderly, one seems to know that self-erected.
See my doubts, guides Xiao Ke said that some of reservoir resettlement house. They were moved to come to the provinces, some to Guangdong, Zhejiang, living is not accustomed to, is back. Government to drive them away they do not go. No one arrangement, they had to Zhazhu in halfway up the mountain on the.
I also thought of just read a report that is the reservoir resettlement difficult story of the homeland. Moving was that almost all of them must be repeated several times, was sent to thousands of miles away, but also worked extremely hard and camped for return to their home no longer exists.
Our ship fled to move along the Yangtze River, Wushan and moving story of the beautiful legends left in the dust. No matter how our hearts have been yearning for it, the face of beauty, our body and mind can not choose stay.
Goddess waiting for thousands of years of stone in order to cool; immigrants built their own homes, and poverty have to spend the. We do not have is so persistent, but also unable to bear is so lonely, so only in someone else's scenic walk between the constant, sometimes aboard cruise ships, and sometimes by train.
Author: zmgh123
