Call of Toyama - Travels Baishilazi wandering in the city for too long, gradually tired of the turbulent flow of traffic, noisy streets, and dirty air. Always seems to have a voice calling me to escape the anxiety of the city, so I and some like me to retire from the world who have chosen an unusual Relax in autumn, back luggage, and went together to follow the call of distant mountains.
Mercedes-Benz car line in the blue sky and white egret on the way to go Kuandian, the concept of the city gradually blurred outline of the village has become increasingly clear. This should be very familiar with my way, I used to and from the university on this road, and is often silent through the train window watching the scenery outside the window, but I was fascinated by the scenery outside the window. The fields, villages, orchards, forests, rivers, one by one from the front came and went, and then walk again. Fall should be the year's most beautiful wilderness, the endless blue sky of gold foil in order to make row upon row of tall buildings used to seeing the eyes of a sudden a little bit at a loss, I am surprised to find the original eye can see so far. Vehicles passing through a, there a wetlands, the golden reed unique in the autumn sun rippling, a line of white birds flying in the sky, I am actually surprised to find that birds are egrets, not in the photo, not on television, not the In the zoo, not only for the existence in any place for people to watch, but a living, freedom of the wild egret. Such a beautiful bird was with Xian Qi, white, ha long, a sight to behold, there was an unexpected and not too remote in the countryside, my heart filled with excitement at the same time also felt happy that after a few years I hope and then, when passing through here to see such a group can leisurely manner egret. Suddenly, I recall Van Gogh painting - "The Raven Group flying wheat fields," the monotony of abnormal color paintings, colorful, and only gold, dark green, blue, black colors. Now I understand that Van Gogh is the color of the most sensitive person in front of the magnificent scenery not that yellow, green, fresh, blue and transparent do? Just the crows flying egret should be turned into a. "Line on the blue sky and white egret", ancient outline of the screen was always set this grid in my modern mind.
Moonset Wu Ti cream Kuandian cars into the sky, just, or Yimapingchuan has been replaced by a block mountain rushing toward us, eyes are also made from the open narrow. Panshan Road car driving, I felt a colorful painting by the same picturesque blanket into the tunnel. If Van Gogh can be several colors with a simple sketch out the field in autumn, then in front of the screen but can not be described with a simple color. Surrounded by can not tell the color of red, purple, lower red, vermilion, orange and yellow are golden, bright yellow, orange, yellowish brown, green and there are dark green, green, grass green, yellow, and green, and thus was a piece a Mama exaggerates everywhere, fields easily reminiscent of Van Gogh's paintings, the mountains were Van Gogh's palette brings to mind, each one color are inadvertently been to daub up, so that there will only be a flash in the pan natural good luck. Hill an attached a screen an attached one, along the edge of mountains is also a clear flowing stream, mountain stream of a number of how long a long way self-serving drip with diarrhea, although not necessarily a wide raging , but it also leisurely lingering. Nagai people of the city is simply impossible to imagine the world really have such a spotless, and the true streams. In the evening, we came to the foot of Baishilazi, in a small village where Bangshan door off his legs on the bar in our camp all the way down at the end of recovery following Quemei stream. Everyone else was busy camp, light a fire, do dinner. Unconsciously darkness fell, and a group of people sitting around the campfire, wantonly down the release of the day to accumulate the excitement and excited. Suddenly we found coincidentally in a valley opposite of what Haoyue prosperous and jumped out of the camp was up bright moonlight, the day lunar August 16, is the year the full moon the best time, we are actually linked by fate at the foot of a mountain stream and the moon Meet the wild, what an honor it is ah! I left the camp, slowly walking in the village, quiet village, surprisingly, there is no crowing barking, even Qiuchong their calls are not only looming sound of streams and distant sound of laughter coming from the camp, if not we the arrival of breaking the silence here, I see every day here, so quiet. No lights, a few farmhouses scattered in the valley and few lights on, can the village do not feel black, round Look at the rise of a full moon has risen on the top of the head. In the night in the shadow of the mountains a bit mysterious, streams a month under the reddish silver-hui's to look after them, the villagers must have been asleep by. Could not help but think of the phrase describing the most beautiful moonlight poem "moonset Wu Ti frost sky, Jiang Feng fishing boat on the melancholy sleep." At this point the city will just begun feasting of the noise, but here everything had to sleep. Middle of the night it began to rain, rain to fall on tents on the subtitle of blah, woke me. I drilled tent, sitting alone stream, quietly listening to the sound of rain and water, the moon disappeared, I think of that song "vestibular Night Rains," Debussy is also like me, so listening to it rain?
Infinite beauty in the dangerous mountain peak early morning, days are still floating intermittent drizzle. We packed up camp, started a long-awaited boarding. Ranger took us along a Linjian Xiao road ahead, at the foot of the road paved with deposition of a few years I do not know the fallen leaves, loosely in the above step on soft, but it leaves no ordinary broken Bai Ye, but rather, or bright red or yellow, each one is exquisite, such as works of art. The air was filled with a special smell, it is leaf mold and the rain, taste the unique mix of soil. Take a deep one, a moist and cold infiltration of the lungs, bringing indescribable Relax. Dense woods can be blocks out the sun, walk through a kind of trance in which illusory sense of the incredibly bright colors all around. If we say that the mountains afar like a palette, then the exposure to the mountains, then fell into a Slightly Talked like. A variety of colors rushing toward us, everywhere all at your fingertips, but Yan's people could not bear to touch for fear of contamination of the hands will be bright. I am intoxicated with self-serving manner and found that people are not sitting next to a moving, he looked back and could not help but smile, and everyone in the full spectrum of posture, or gait, or lunge, or former hectares, or recline in the the murder of the film, who would remain indifferent in the face of such scenery it? This mountain has never been any Zouliaohenjiu dangerous mountain has not yet seen the true face of the murder of more than half of the film has finally turned into rocks at the foot of the road, the real climbing trip began. Is no longer a pure pure joy of the spring down the mountain, the guide says how high the water will have tall mountains, walked on the water source to the top of the hill, so we are downstream themselves up. Happened at that time are in line with the proverb "People fled to the high water flow to the bottom." Spring song rocks along the uneven ground turning back, I do not know the water moisture of the stone, or rock seeping water. Thirsty on the Ju Yipeng spring, kind of sweet refreshing, no bottled water can not be compared with its sweet. Several of the dry residue off to the Creek on the horizontal bar, and water is just so random rocks Yi Bai, a mood of great mountains and rivers of ink are displayed in front of. Climbing line, climbing line, and finally water abruptly put on hold, peak close at hand. Boarding time is always exciting, and standing on peak really appreciate the "infinite beauty in the dangerous mountain peak," in mood. There have been numerous times to board before, often seen at the peak miniature cities and fields, often Thanks for the Memories extraordinary small, looked around at a time when the mountains, or mountains. In the distant mountains looming in the fog, just the one or the vast expanse of whiteness, an instant they show their true colors. Toyama said that if they could be close, close enough to see the opposite of Several Strains of withered branches, in the colorful mountains in the backdrop of glaring white, as are a few skeletons standing there. With the natural cycle of life and death is one such non-interest-bearing happen. Although not like the way down the mountain so dangerous, but while some scenery. Through an empty, was found one red and one yellow dependency trees together, red as fire, the yellow like gold, haughty disregard of others with the release of their color, Yan's people and magnificent. Near the foot of the places have a soft zaolin, then filled with green trees, date-shaped fruit, and we had swarmed to enjoy delicious. Wizard said that a coward arguta favorite bear is far from the backyard would not have thought it would be this from afar, like a group of guys who rob the greedy. His mouth still sported wild fruits we have coming out of the lingering fragrance.
The next day, I got up early. Just because we have to bid farewell with the landscape here, and that night came back to the village road in the village, or so quiet, a trace of mist hanging over the valley, the farmhouse chimney raised the curl of smoke, a few ducks in the streams play, a farmer led a herd of cattle slowly on the degree of the Shashi Lu, right behind followed by a fall team calves. The people living here know they live and breathe this piece of land is a paradise on earth do? To go, and really forget this, I think of Qian's phrase "the city people who want to come out, people who want to go outside." Goodbye distant mountains, I hope you will never be the purity of disappearing from the earth.
Attached; Baishilazi Kuandian in the territory of Dandong in Liaoning province's largest nature reserve.
Author: lovechopin
