In Wuyuan travel, usually can be divided into skilled in the Eastern pastoral scenery to classical architecture dominated by the northern line and the western lakes and mountains as a bright spot. And the famous Rainbow Bridge, the town where the Tsinghua University in the West line and the north line of intersection. Thus, we have chosen as our Qinghua Wuyuan the first leg of the tour.
1, Tsinghua University - Rainbow Bridge
Out of the car, carrying luggage, and follow the road signs, and we turn into an unknown alley. A long alley, every house open the door to the living room furnishings simple, sit for the elderly, children, everything seemed clean and fresh. Many people are put in front of a small round table home, simple, neatly placed the sale of tea, a road umbrellas and small crisp melon and so on. People are not only selling, as if this is nothing but a pleasure in leisure. Walking in the narrow lane in the deep, quartzite winding road, we often come to an end, but suddenly found about 2 can pass, looked into, but also long guxiang. If it were not road signs, we probably would have lost its way. But it is this tranquil alleys, the broken bits of the human voice, footsteps, let me hear spun nostalgic temperament.
Came to a farmhouse hotel, we decided to stay there. One into the room, I stopped because of the scenery outside the window in her tracks. Wood windows, a dark green hills, scattered high and low walls of the horse, such as mounted on the frame of the faint ink. I stand in the window, left and right overlooking the scenery went so far as the inter-free.
We could not stay, and care less grooming, on her own camera, out of farmers, Dabu Zhao Rainbow Bridge walk and art to the water.
Walking on the road, the wind too, it is the light soil and grass aroma, attached a moisture rate of water vapor and Mo Suozhao face alone is that the breath has been up and let me happy, long weary journey will be forgotten . Did not walk a few steps in front of the Rainbow covered bridges torn: mottled red paint, sprawling moss piers, between mountains, a bridge Fei Du, color natural.
Quickstep on the bridge, lean on a railing overlooking the saw, far away, Yamagata Toshihaya; bridge, the flow of the river, gurgling away. That green, and wiping the distant mountains, the color is deep Dai; dissolved in water waves inside, but it is bottomed out in a transparent clarity. Lazy sunset freely sway, the wind blew the leaves, like sheet metal impact sound. Under the bridge, laughing with kids splashing in the water, vegetables and a peasant woman laugh homely shallow waters, Silk Road, a gash-like folds, occasionally disturb the water fish, large and small, dark gray flashing the scales light, shadow, arrow looked projection in general go through. I walked down the bridge, sitting on a stone at random on the Zhuozu in the water, see fascinated, until the darkness hit.
That night, I slept exceptionally sweet. Dream, surrounded by mountains, the ridges of the shadow, the covered bridges under the water has passed, I was in the meantime.
Early morning wake up, not stop You Wang Rainbow Bridge walk. Roadside vegetable field, the grass, the best is the crystal of the dew; drizzling rain, floating into the mist, India and his party assumed the marks in the quartzite, Cecil cool, straight Qinru deep heart. To get up early farming people, from the side walk walking vigorous manner, like a mythical fairy, Innocent Steps over the region. Went to the bridge, the women get up early in the stone steps on the water's edge laundry, and vegetables. I barefoot into the river, riding in the cold slippery pebbles on the river left over from the instep on the diffuse, gradually becoming deep-water line, to bow their heads to see this turning the water passage between the flow from the knee, as if the earth on the foot of Mercedes-Benz can not help but some dizziness. At this point, the rate of water sandwiched a while from the side to push swing, unexpectedly fell in the water is necessary, stagger between, but there are shadow flicker Piaoxian the water, I bent down to, yeah, in the dykes side of the river washed downstream where there are many large and small fish are the upper reaches of the upstream, open mouth feeding. This is the river of the most turbulent Department, there may be a little lax washed unknown place, they are struggling to swing the fins in the water, happy to predation. Flat in the water at, but almost did not see the fish. Dangers and difficulties to the original implies the greatest opportunities and gains.
Looked at them before an that and the water clarity in the end of the frame of mind can not help but arouse songjang fluctuations. I took a deep breath, I suddenly felt the wind, water, sound, as birds, everything was actually the case in a harmonious, non-artificial is not hypocritical is not sticky, there is a kind of cleaned up the soul the dust of the Willful, that is, Sound Of Nature Mody? I smiled, stood up, look around, breathe deeply here, landscape, longing for them were all put into mind.
The river is the poetry, drilling water, small fish of the world, drifting in the water, and perhaps another world, one embedded in our world within and above the other world. Poet, Frost wrote: "It Runs in our midst, pour upon us, but also move forward together with us. It is in the world, strength, tone, light, life and love."
2, Tai Shan Zhang
To leave the Rainbow Bridge, is hesitant to go to where the next stop, enthusiastic fellow recommended to us big Zhang Shan, Zhang decided not to go big mountains, no went to Wuyuan. This tourism website, self-tour map of attractions really does not exist where there is such a charm Mody? We found the local shops selling tourist souvenirs, look at the brochure, book, wrote: "The Big Mountain Zhang," Shan Hai Jing "call it 'the Son of Heaven are three' or 'three emperor Zhang' and have 'Tai Dai ( Taishan) Chung Ling, Confucius, Jesus Christ Shibiao; Zhang Shan Yuk Sau, wengong (Zhu Xi) by the teacher on behalf of 100. 'the said. "This is directed at Mount Tai, and noting that" Yuk Sau ", we decided the next stop - the big Zhang Shan advance!
Zhang mountain road leading to big, there is no fix, is full of gravel paths shop, sat in the car, the voyage was very difficult, almost wanted to turn around to go back. But it comes to the mountains, I was amazed at such a landscape has.
Out of the car into the area, is the sound of it splashed the water that we put a great move called to Zhang Shan's arms. The way forward, the water sound is getting up, I can not help towards the direction of the sound of water back and forth, until the big show without reservation, Zhang mountain in front of me, "ah", I actually exclaimed out. The valley, the verdant trees, stones of various sizes, mountain spring water, such as fairy pearls scattered at random and shake off the meantime, the sun light into the water prettily and Yan, the wind before, a while pleasant cool rushing toward us. Rocks, the shallow Department, the foot can be seen lying still underwater rocks; water depths of King-Yihong green. Under the sun, then flashing green quoted me to go. I Panzhuo rocks, carefully bend down to go to that Tanbian. My heart is because of this green and emotional. That is what kind of a strange green, ah, loosely soft, just like in silky soft, just like jelly-like green and tender, as if that is a masterpiece of gentle jade, green the same color clarity, see the soft heart up, but look at impervious to it. I guess that lake is deep, Could it be the legendary Dragon of rainfall in this sleep, which moment will shock whistled across the sky in the sky. Thinking, they held their breath, and then did not dare to mind happily exclaimed, for fear of waking it.
Winding-on, all the way, trees lush, buzzing buzzing, cicada's singing, Kingfisher's Ming warble echoed in the valley. From time to time we jumped Hill Road, toward the joy of the water. Watched it ups and ups and downs, I would not wait he is gay and that it is Jewel With the leap to pour, flow, flow, flow ... ... but I was only me, and I do not take this with a sound of flowing water, which the power of life . As he walked along, the sky gradually dark, and the mountain tops, also carries bursts of cold. Want to come too fast or going to rain. Are worried that the rise has already not far from the house see the village hydropower - our end is approaching. Distance, the purple lightning repeatedly pierced leaden sky, the thunder rumbled like the surging Haitao rolling speed up our pace. Just into the hydropower station became firmly established under the eaves, "Wow," the rain came.
With high mountains, there are like stone's throw away from the days it rain like a head when a pair of angry non-throwing hand in the down pour; rain oblique forward to, a curtain like a dense, forming a wall of countless twill rain wall; it castigate a, projection with inundated with everything; that mountain streams have been turned into a sink full of bluster writhed, like wild beasts, Ben kick came, whistling away.
Stand Yan Xia, eyes are overlapping Chendian natural scenery, and just now, or amiable girl, when are like night Tetraena, dark gloomy, such as Pong Ju of the beast, however, people have a latent fear.
"Hey, look the mountains!" Looking down the voice of the past, the event of heavy rain in the mountains thus actually give birth to dozens of waterfalls are like Queen Mother has always been crystal bead curtain hanging to the earth. Waterfall crash in the rocks on the edges and corners, tearing, flyings scattered. To listen to people say the mountains, rarely see such a heavy rain, so many waterfalls. We quickly ran into the rain snap a few shots, even though the result is not ideal, clothing was completely soaked, and we still kind of like a naughty child music never stopped.
Nearly an hour later, the rain gradually smaller, gradually falls into a trickle, slowly disappear.
No other past coaches, we have to go dressed in raincoats from the same route down the mountain. Walking in the rain in the mountains, such as wrapped in darkness, listening to the roar of the water, the sound of the rain, is a different kind of mood. Wolia big walk in the slippery Hill Road, on the big mountain hospitality Zhang delighted. Large Zhang Shan in the day to show it to us on both sides: the sunshine, gentle charm, a powerful storm of the brave.
Down, we talked about in the mountains can see, be surprised at the beautiful mountains, the they are invariably on the developer's carefully designed to enjoy for me. The mountains along a wide range of warm and tips from time to time, there are streams that people love to thank the Xie words, there is a load-bearing rope bridge declaration of "This land so Jiao, made countless heroes Jingzhe Yao" and bump into the head tips, fun , but without losing considerate. The most rare is a stone bridge, at large in the design of both natural and just right in accordance with the Yamagata, as if born in general. I can not help but think of Qusi Creek road, then "add ban on health," the stone, then with astonishing patience specific and detailed account of the village rules prohibiting deforestation China about the inscription, they would understand Wuyuan the United States, is a gift from Heaven, it is the millennium generation villagers watch the results.
Three,
Returned from Wuyuan, I kept trained on landscapes, wrote these words, but indescribable touch of nature to me.
"What inspired the great deep of a lucid and beautiful source of ideas can not be made in the wind Angels, the clouds, the mountains and the undulating terrain, the flowers and the color and incense li finding? Is naturally one of the greatest book, Goethe said, in his words of each page where we can read the most difficult news. "