I heard the sound of the Yellow River water, I heard of being called the water from the sky to the sound of an endless stream of water filled my eyes, filled in my ears, flowing to my heart. I lay on the cave of the heatable adobe sleeping platform, looked on the Yellow River water to sleep. This is the Shanxi moraine Town.
Previous day from Beijing on the night I go to Taiyuan by train, That day I went on the Taiyuan qikou car bumps the car in an afternoon, the days gradually dark, driving in black Yo Yo mountain road surrounded by only the village where scattered light and a flash dies in car lights, deep in the mountains of the town are far ah? I can see once again the dream of the Yellow River water. Until this evening, I decided to go to sleep looked on the Yellow River.
The Yellow River Hotel is a five-layer cave, I live in a cave where two-story, went to the second floor window, you can see from here slowly walk through the Yellow River, buzzing sound of the water, leaving you on the Only Xiasi of.
Good morning, I wake up in the Yellow River is the sound of the Yellow River water made me wake up from slumber, Xing Zhong's sleepy eyes first see or Yellow River, a river wide wave, their friends dressed in down jackets also Susu shaking, but I 1:00 do not feel cold, breakfast eating Shanxi eat the "bowl baldhead", drinking pumpkin porridge, and my heart warmed gradually become more.
Qikou town was originally a shipping port, from Inner Mongolia, north China's supplies are destined for transit through here, but it was subsequently roads, water and land developed, but also to make qikou change slowly subsided. Black Dragon Temple is qikou significant buildings along the streets, specifically the construction of the time is now Wucongkaozheng, but the temple stone tablet records the restoration on four occasions in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, from here to watch qiushui he is the best way to import the Yellow River位置. Black Dragon temple, there is a stage holidays, when there are performances. Until now, the locals are still qikou business, walking in the Ming and Qing dynasties of ancient streets, still can feel a prosperous year of business, trade names, Inn today and some have been replaced by residential areas, and some turned into a new shop .
Qikou walk one kilometer from the road went to the Sai Wan Estate, which preserves the ancient Ming and Qing Dynasty buildings, is the village lasted for 11 on behalf of the Chen family have built, and even today there are more than 30 full yards, the hospital and the hospital have a small door connected to pass, into a hospital, the whole village can be Guang Bian.
However, this is a description of the village before the inscription on the tablet, but I do not have much feels the same way, perhaps the reason for the closed door of the courtyard broken bar. However, where the building is indeed quite distinctive, and at the foot of the length of uneven bricks, slowly walked down the hillside facing the people, a bend only to find there is still a small elegant door plaque on the door Chung Nian, Fang knew it was Jiajing Inscription. A residential hillside between the rich harvests of corn drying in the window, every family can be a millstone of the roller is, that is such a simple rural life of people feel Serene.
Qikou is a small town, the town is not a taxi, only bicycles and motorcycles, as other attractions are relatively distant from the moraine mouth, think also abandoned.
Afternoon, I sat in the stone Yellow River, the other side is wubu County, Shaanxi Province, waiting for ferry kids picking up a stone, it is beautifully coherent waves of spray thrown up, the Yellow River in their eyes is perhaps the one flowing through the door the river, perhaps because they are accompanied by the Yellow River in order to grow unfettered.
Qikou the past, is a bustling ferry, although not Pingyao, Hukou, as outsiders know, but the Shanxi Province has developed a tourist poverty reduction program, perhaps the near future, the Yellow River mouth of the moraine will be more prosperous.
Author: bjyong
