March 2004 26-28, Shanghai Mountain Soul Mix of old and new organizations, outdoor clubs, walking tour in Anhui Shexian to "Landscape Gallery" Xin'anjiang known. From Yu Liang town - the depth of the town - Shitan Village, walking more than 60 years. Chunhua way everywhere, Shan-ching Water Pik. If Qiaoxiao sweet of young girls, although there is no shock of the beauty of Empress Dowager, but it is warm, if the beauty of spring to the particular Liuxiang.
A flower fragrant Mun Road
Night Shuishui wake up, car bumps, after the early morning on the 27th arrived in the town of Shexian Yu Liang. 7 pm, back light and heavy equipment, ranging from along Xin'anjiang down and started walking tour. A gradual shift from chilly to warm sun and then to red-hot. All the way after two long bridges, placed after a three ferry, across the 89 villages. Encountered more than ten cats, 20 progenitor cattle, hundreds of dogs. Numerous bamboo groves, crops, trees and small trees. But the most amazing love, or the brilliant hillsides Chunhua.
Yun-Xia Yan, if the peach blossoms. Lee, snow crystal flower. Koshiro delicate of Ewha. The Blossoming of rhododendrons. Can not say the name of a small wild flowers. Red, yellow, blue, purple, and white. Busy but a dream, fragrance Mun Road. Who, after leaving faint lingering fragrance skirts.
The most eye-catching the ball when the number of rape. Everywhere, more than I've ever seen before, combined. Just look bland, but the poly into a large one large, there is an astonishing beauty. Eyeful brilliant golden yellow, abundant in full bloom; wanton and unassuming, vertical and horizontal wilderness. Surging with irresistible life force.
In particular, through a small village called Zhangjiawan village, the sun-Qing Zhao. Golden cauliflower, some passers-by is so high; thick dense, it seems boundless. Wind before, a slight ups and downs, such as the waves like waves, the United States have lost people. At this point, one line of the display, the Shannon did not know at.
Petals like rain, wind and the ups and downs, a kind of endless natural law rhyme.
And people have become redundant.
2 Castle Peak. Clear water. People
Yu Liang town along the Yangtze River through the field from the path and the line, San-ching Water Pik, all visitors have been scarce areas.
Xin'anjiang wave as flat as a mirror of water, leisurely and slow flowing. As if thousands of years, is one such leisurely flowing to. Time does not make sense.
Zhuying sunset, the slim and lightweight fishing boats, across the blue water between the quiet, Dangqijisi ripples. Wave faint, and not tell is moving or not moving. Who also will be flurried trance indistinct, distinguish between water movement, or echocardiography.
Foot waterside, scattered with a an old village. White walls and gray tiles residential areas, spot mottled lighter, as if the ancient Yuan has been in there. Slow wheelbarrow, 3 yuan a year ferry. A family on the lintel inscribed "Long Live Chairman Mao" slogan. Flurried with Kate.
Met people, old, small, men, woman, curiously in every case we have bunch of strangers carrying a large backpack, warm smiling, curious to ask: "Where you come from?" "You go to where to go?" "Why do you want to come here?" We have to answer with a smile. Has never been able to help them understand why we will come to such a desolate place.
An old man in a friendly manner invited to eat lunch with us; a junior high school girl brought us through the most difficult section of the road; distant land across the group of children waving, yelling: hello! You - are - good!
Echo reverberating in the valley, but also faint of. No purpose. No beginning and end.
A rapid march, the good times, I stood silent. Looking back on green bamboo, Indigo's Toyama. No one looked at the shore, the loneliness of a few boat tied. As if everything is standing still. Hustle and bustle of civilization, earthshaking change, it seems has nothing to do with here.
Silent listening Teana water. Moment of stunning.
"Walked." Was pressed. Then again Yiyi turned around in time to my way of.
The face of this piece of good landscape, and we are just passing through, come and gone. But stay a moment, the impetuous heart, have been infected with the missing calmly Dan Ding, Ning, and leisurely.
3 months under the starlight camping
All the way back and forth, in the evening, we arrived at a small town that is called the deep crossing.
At that time, Huishang who is from the ferry started from their homes and began Chuangdangjianghu the joy of the journey, creating a unique Huizhou culture; Today, we come and from outside the bustling city, trying to find the footprints of history and listen to great natural sound.
Dark days soon, we are on the edge of a deep Duzhen technical school playground on the grass camp. Schools in the north, the south river, east to a rape.
Tied up tents, a rise on the corner to see the beautiful Shangxian Yue, the sky bright l'etoile. Has dominated the skyline of Sirius, Zhidianmijin of the Big Dipper. A high-altitude bright Venus, Mars, a bright south-west, the East Snob Jupiter. Stars are blooming, clear, such as washing, beautiful dream.
It is said that night view of astrology, one can know the past, the future, the fate of future measurements. Passage of time, are all predicted that the universe mysteries. Unfortunately, on weekdays, Shanghai and dazzling lights obscure the stars of light, the rhythm of a busy city disrupted the mood to see stars. Camp battalion service service busy life, I do not know how long did not read the stars? I do not know who dominate the destiny?
But only in Jinxi Tonight, away from the city, and we have quietly Stargaze opportunity to find a trace of association between man and nature.
Late at night, Ye Feng the cold, dew Zhan Yi. So inside their tents, in the starlight, under the moonlight, close to the earth, quiet sleep.
The second day of the morning, it is not eyes open, the bird has been heard off-balance quiet and ferocious barking. Near the ear. Feelings and nature is so close and feel self-existence.
Dawn, and put away tents, packed his luggage. Camp not far away to see a team come in Nanjing are also ready to go.
Say goodbye to each other in a friendly manner. A smile, pursuing their own course. Find a new place for their new dream.
4 feel Shihtan Village
28, early in the morning, we left the deep crossing, cars to the Chang River. Ancient town along the Chang River Road, within walking distance from an ancient village called sokdam Villa.
Along the way is still clear, clean stream water. There is a very shallow water, under which pebbles are visible. Some people take off their shoes and waded over, while others rushing to take the narrow wooden bridge. It was actually in the water to find a heart-shaped pebbles. Make sense to contest the will petals floating on the water. Laughter, we did to the sokdam village.
Upper and lower village area greatly. Eyeful is a deep narrow stone road, sparse wall of the horse. Cats and dogs played out in front of the lazy and the sun. An old lady through a small window, from the dull light of the room, the complex and melancholy to look to us, do not know what the ancient their minds.
Block listing there, "syren hall" of the old house, in disrepair for years, on a rusty lock. However, large-scale, carved scenery that year must be a busy, occupy an important place of ancestral hall.
An inconspicuous entrance, close to the couplet: "Bamboo for virtual benefit sung static sickness." Shining the thin clouds Fengqing wisdom accumulated sufficient glimpse of the cultural heritage of this village.
A Photographers met a group of people from Shanghai, told us that the mountain has unlimited scenery. Began scorching sun looking up the mountain road. Cry out loud to each other that echoed through the Dasan and trees, to the highest hill outside the village of Pa Qu. Bai Yumi also high, but because of steep, there is no road, the journey has been a day and a half in terms of tired legs and feet is also a challenge. Difficult crawling Hill, jolly out of the sweat, feel truly alive. Hard the HAPPY.
Finally Padaoshanding, wide field of view of one of the. Far distant flow of rivers, rolling hills, near the woods, people, panoramic view. 8,9 In little mountain villages, the white walls and black tiles one cases. Which nestles at the bamboo cauliflower in picturesque. Is only in the enchanting scenery of the Peak was visible.
Down when the team encountered another donkey. As usual, waving to each other, shouting the name of greeting.
See the farm in a roadside peach trees and open to positive yan. Jiao Ming-Li, the color of life.
Around two in the afternoon, embark on a return. Peer-called "simple" girl, adopted a bouquet of peach blossoms, careful care of the, it is necessary to go back to Shanghai.
In fact, we are able to bring back, not flowers moment of Fanghua. But a mood, a brilliant blossoming.
Author: hongtang97
