10 days trip to the northeast, down five days and a half was in the vehicle. Train or car. Sleeper or hard seat. Crowded or deserted.
It is my most enjoyable time. A complete leisure and relaxation. No mandate, no purpose. There is no wind the pain of frost's sword, there is no worries of what course to follow. There is no past and future.
Everything can be seen, everything can not look. Everything can be like and what can be do not want to.
Casual one looked up, the window that is scenic. Woods or distant hills. Jiangnan water, snow in Northeast, North China plains. Mobile, static. Happy, sad. Like, do not like.
To make all sit on the sidelines.
Wheels roll, the scenery flows through our hearts were flowing. Natural and years, in the face of a silent transit magic. Inability to retain the scenery pass by the crowd. Over the eye clouds.
Departure is at 9:00 on January 23. Car air-conditioning is very full, very hot. I can not wait to sometimes call it the ice thousands of miles, thousands of miles of the northern Piao scenery. Unfortunately, the tree outside the window Bicao green, still south.
17:00 7 points, to Xuzhou. The radio-winded, Xuzhou is the northern gateway, and have a here is the north at all. Surprised and delighted, busy flew at the window. See, however, a gray plain, several Cong Shen luxuriant hills. Little green, but not in the white imagination. Some light and snow just to stay in the mountains Yintian corner, a testament to the slight correlation with the North.
19:55, I heard that has come to Mount Tai. Unfortunately, Night sinister wind high, see mountains. This is what Confucius Goldenthal mountains where a small world. Is where emperors Fengshan. Want to come is the glory still exist bar. Because no chance, only to miss. Leisurely charmed, sorry.
A night without dreams.
With great difficulty keep one finally see the dawn, it's still sitting in the window. Sunshine was dazzling.
In red, a girl riding a bicycle across from the fields. Lei Feng's uncle wearing a hat squatted outside to smoke. A confused puppy wandering in the inter-withered, and then washed our train did not name it to bark.
Slowly, also out of customs, too, Shenyang, Changchun has had. Maybe some low temperature, from people wearing the clothes can be seen. However, in the ice and snow is still a distant dream. Strands of the snow is still only Cecil, piteously, hung on the earth. Such as the clouds of past events, even if you can not bear to forget, or Ambivalence in the relentless passage of time into.
The second day of 16:30 to Harbin. Barely covered with snow and ice on the ground, but is still very shallow, dirty, covered with dust and plaster.
Lydia said that she was a few years when you come to the north, less than had been snow and fog in Shanhaiguan.
Wind said he was home in Harbin in the northeast, over the years has not seen snow. High trees, deep snow. Afraid I can only remain forever in the childhood memory.
I have my face close to the window. Would like to know who stole the northern snow. Who stole the clothes and beauty of nature.
With sad, but also in the 25 evening 7:30, riding on a train from Harbin to Jiagedaqi. The window dark. In addition to a few lights dim the lights and their own printed on the glass of the strange shadows, no otherness to be seen. Only Mengtoudashui. Looking forward to wake up, there will be a miracle.
On the 26th morning 6:30 and arrived at Qi Jia Geda Daxinganling regional capital. 8:16, turn up the Arctic Mohe China by train.
The sound of rumbling, gradually to the north.
The scenery outside the window, and finally began to rise slowly lai.
The earth has become boundless. Snow-capped, boundless, the thickness could not be determined. Filled with snow huts and villages. Nana curl of smoke. Black forest, white hills. Half-buried in the snow wood. Shiny silver of the snow slope. Ice blue sky, laid-back cloud. The warm winter sun, a stranger lazy smile.
I could not help expel living breathing. There is a moment of stunning.
Scenery outside the window flow.
Snow sleep in the earth, forests slumber in the snow.
Do not know what the tree, in the over-foot-deep snow in outgrew the leaves have not even litter. Some guy standing in the snow, talking and laughing. Dress is not necessarily thick, vibrant look.
As the sun sets.
The snow and the woods were dyed rouge general Shuihong. Xiaguang clear photo of the setting sun flowery. Burning like fire red, condensed a vast ecological system of the white. Red and white shine, the breathtaking Jiao-yan Nie.
I could not sleep, refused to blink. Sheng Kong will miss what the moving scenery. Sheng Kong of all the beautiful, will disappear as suddenly as the fireworks.
Mohe County to the North Pole from the village on the road, once again through the glass windows to enjoy the scenery of the snow country. The soft snow, covered with earth so much noise, people see the forgotten customs. Tall and straight trees, it seems something in the guard, it is hope born King. Each one is coagulation in the window of a painting.
Only here is the real the North. Real wuregan.
Only near the border of China's most northern areas have such a good picture. The last piece of pure land north.
They always have something, will have no sign of land broke into the field of vision, destruction of the picture perfect.
Excellent roadside waste timber. Become increasingly sparse trees. A truck carrying logs coming out of the big truck, filled with hundreds of years the growth of timber. Because of overload, presses whom the earth tremble.
Nameless fears lingering in their hearts.
One day, this piece of scenery will disappear from the window? Like the way line, Daxinganling Mangcang forest disappeared from view, a good harvest, like the snow disappeared from the weather? As walked homeland and foreign land, Lin became a wasteland, a desert oasis into a clean and upright into Blackwater?
No one can tell me.
Only greedy will face attached to the window, look out at the scenery at a glance.
I hope this beautiful moment can never docked.
I hope this all can be beautiful on the earth forever, remain in the mountains between.
Author: hongtang97
