Go to Wudang Mountain coincidence. As the 51 boyfriends in Shiyan travel, Left with no choice but to give up some plans Qupei him.
On the 30th evening from Tianhe Airport out of the sky late. A taxi to the train station, along the way breathing air full of moisture, irritability, feelings of calm, a lot. After the Yangtze River Bridge, the wide river is in high spirits, while overlooking the Yellow Crane Tower, is like a secular lights decorated with a large pavilion, dull to stand in there, I wonder if the ancients to the Yellow Crane Tower still be able to hum the words such that Sentences handed through the ages.
Take the train, look around in the street. The way from the front of the WTO to the railway station direction. Many people on the street, the wind are great, but very comfortable and pleasant temperatures. This is probably far the most I have visited a bustling city, it seems that all of the cars were sounded his horn, all the people are joking loudly, big wind and chaos of my hair, I am dragging a suitcase and a handbag on the street difficult to walk on, you can see the smiling faces are different and the pace leisurely. Some are so manic, some they are so calm, a strange mixture.
The next morning to the Shiyan, in the rain. A small town feel very mediocre, and others developed by the automobile industry caused the city no 2. Sleep the whole day and make up feel.
2, moderate rain. Well said, go to Wudang Mountain. BF said that so much rain can not see anything, let's still go back. And I insist, I know rainy days, the mountains do not have some flavor, and I just like the flavor. Then jumped into a taxi, one-way 160. The more rain along the way, under the greater is the worst of the fog. Plate mountain makes me feel nausea and vomiting. To the place where the cable car and found the team had to wait three hours, but looking ahead, do not see anything. Grasp the nettle and go home. On the road looking at the endless rain and fog in the vast expanse of whiteness of the light gray peaks looming ahead, like a freehand ink painting. Set a very narrow mountain, from the window outside, and saw the cliffs have been lost in a fog of rain and fog which filled up, people want to jump jump there is a feeling, I think of Le film Crouching Tiger, the only one shocked me the picture , Zhang Ziyi jumped the last jump is a sin, is the relief, is the end of everything, is also the starting point of destination. open the window, stroking the cool lake water spray into my face, can see the nearby green vegetable oil Green is pressing, and that ambiguous look like mountains to cover up the white sand mist, people infinitely fascinating.
5, is the best holiday weather in one day. Again, a taxi to the entrance of the ropeway. Under the hot sun still had to wait three hours team. Helpless. Backache leg pain until finally no longer put two people riding on a small cable car. Tram large tilt, BF proud to say that fortunately did not hear you go to. Mountain vegetation is very rich, eyeful of green, clear green onions dripping, although there are no more sense of color, but make people feel fresh and pleasant. Occasionally a tree white flowers, open is not all gorgeous, very relaxing in the endless green of the Zhongxingpengyue been feeling. To the rope end, down overlooking the mountains do not see the first layer upon layer upon layer, although the sun is very abundant, but not very blue days. And the BF of the mountaineering activities are the most cursory one, not only because he did not want to walk, because people is too much. I would like to leave the Chinese people is too small, only 51, 11 and the Spring Festival to see huge crowds of people come out. On the Golden Summit for the BF is already extreme sports, and if his own choice, will choose the kind of pure enjoyment of pure Yang-fat-type vacation, living in a hotel, sitting Dream Car, one lying on the beach or the lake, with a sun mirror only in the summer, hibernating bears. In this crowded, we hurried up the hill, and hurried down, are probably less than half an hour. A large number of buildings is choking smell, they dare not stay for long.
Looking back, spent four hours on the road back and forth, up and down waiting for cable car a total of 6 hours, the only feeling is get someone Zuishou. Non-recognition is not beautiful Wudang Mountain, but such a dynamic way to enjoy and save the head with it is really no taste goods. If Zhang San-feng live in such an environment, I am afraid there will not be what the Master of Tai Chi. The envy of the ancients!
Hope to have the opportunity to own a rainy-day religious tour this famous bar.
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