The weekend, finishing a good luggage, and a man set foot on the road to the West Zhejiang Grand Canyon. Some back and forth, finally came to the entrance of jianmenguan. Taking advantage of the weather is not too late, along the mountain directly into the Valley. Taniguchi also will hear the gurgle of water sound around I do not know when it has been more of a stream, I think of tickets on the introduction, this should be huge river bar. Making one feel that some unworthy of the name, did not walk a few steps, the water sound big up a wide river surface is also quite a lot. A turn, the open front of Meng up the middle on both sides of the valley, a stream running through the scenery magnificent let me stunned, numb quite a while before we know called "Giant River," turned out very appropriate. Along the mountain streams on the right forward, out of the not far behind came the babble of water then the sound of a back, Gu cliff, under a shallow embedded a green, color purity can not leave me. Can not help but regressing, photographed and that pure color.
Under Hill Road all the way down the cliff before the line, winding, giant river from my past, when far from time to time. But each would like to get close to the stream where there always timely steps, very considerate. To find a piece of a large waterside Whitehead sat down, watching day, hearing the water, enjoying the independence between heaven and earth people I have a feeling that thoughts are very much in front of streams, a Cheng Jing. Opposite the cliffs there are three characters - jianmenguan. That Shek Pik, that stream, where the majestic up suddenly, as if from the south about the Saibei flow.
Walked across the river Dangling giant bamboo bridge, drifting high. After two or three curved, giant river as if I am far removed from the water would have been much weaker. Shui corner to another, a large rocks rushing toward the light d.m.z. dark a lot. Rocks next to a path over her, as if inside the description of Utopia in mind, "the beginning of a very narrow, only learned person, double row Shu Shibu, suddenly see the light." Shitai highlight of a semi-circular stone walls, the ears of the underwater acoustic once again sounded, approached a few steps, came xintaizi the edge, like a reunion of old friends, streams and re-emergence in my eyes, but this time is no longer a head-up, but it is overlooking the.
To leave the platform, not far from the exit. Back to accommodation, eating dinner. During the day walk along the mountain road, but also came jianmenguan ago jianmenguan night than during the day a little more mysterious, can not help but want to go in to investigate. Because there is no ready flashlight, road really do not know, hesitated and had to walk cautiously not far from the entrance of a bridge. Look hazy night, watching the stars over the sky, listening to Greenfield blowing, listening to acoustic murmur. Share of feeling that must be immersive experience.
The next morning, came to the White Horse car rental cliff, closely backpack strap, they would walk the hills, the distant hilltops, we can see that there is a corner kiosk, hazy and indistinct. The next fairy waterfall, 9 Longtan ... ... looked at the scenery, suddenly thought of the lines Duan Yu appreciated Arjuna Abi, I thought there was jianmenguan, south of the scenery of the gas has been exhausted, and did not think there is a white horse cliff , and with the full two kinds of jianmenguan style, each has its advantages. Went a stone called the giant tripod attractions, the original road is divided into two, according to a consistent style of playing the game Maze, turned to the left hand side direction. Because of his previous mountain walking very relaxed, so did not think this road has gone through quite some effort, climbed the steps of a few hundred meters to go, has some of the breathless. Passed the highest point, it was found that foot of the mountain to see the pavilion in front of tight and walk the pavilion called the Phoenix Pavilion, into the pavilion before it felt the building's originality. Pavilion of the terrain excellent, just overlooking the entire valley. Sitting on a stone bench inside the pavilion are inadequate from the scenery to see when the road came suddenly to Qingliang bell, Dangdang prevalent. Turned around and looked, but I do not know where they were. Can be described as "empty mountains not see, but heard the bell rang." The.
Pavilion to relax for a while, and then down the mountain from the other side has encountered a selling bamboo shoots aunt, climbing few words with her before they know that I am up to that road is not the right way spots, but they back up the mountain road Chai, Unexpectedly, another inadvertently left the road has quite proud of. She was pointing the right way down the mountain along the way out of the White Horse Cliff. The door is a mountain river through the old pestle. Personally, I think, the two-km trail is to go throughout the Grand Canyon section of the most comfortable. Top of the head is a beautiful spring, at the foot of a mountain road winds, surrounded by a clear stream, on both sides of Castle Peak Valley. Looked at Mountain View can not help but secretly determined to come here after the age of 80 and live in a cat to find a mountain Boss, give him a "do not eat grains, suction drink the dew, by clouds, imperial dragon." Do not have Le peace. Side of the cranky, while surface does not feel the cold winds kept trained on the Wind in the Willows, soon went to the old pestle Creek. Next to the river, at water's edge to find a sunny boulders, remove the backpack, leaning against the stone, eyes closed, listening ear rumbling sound of the water, feeling the body spring sunshine, really want to have sat down, quietly to enjoy this personal loneliness.
One o'clock afternoon, leaving the Grand Canyon, ride back. The run-length, except for traffic arrangements in error due to addition, you can use a perfect description. Because all of the scenic area, in addition to the old pestle Creek, a team of experienced tourists, the rest of the place, the whole trip is I am the only one who really kind of amazing feeling isolated.
Author: regnad
