Baiyun Mountain is a forest park in the mountains at the foot of Jane Jane's set up a ticket, 2 yuan / person, according to Ping said that the past is not to money.
Turn to kiosks, a long concrete staircase Hill Road in front of me straight on the abrupt, I'm turned away should go back to a refund, was stopped and laughed at a flat number of minutes. I'm not hunting is the most honest I hate climbing the stairs, and each of the next leg lift are the same height, boring tight, but added would rather walk the dirt road, the ups and downs is another good feeling.
Rise again, looking a bit Natiao Efficient way, I sighed, in addition to beam at the waist under the jacket and also Zheng Lezheng backpack, embarked on a long road stone steps. Until now I was tempted to say that it is really very boring ------ pure exhaustion then ~ ~ ~ The wide cement products, and even into a straight-up road, lying in broad daylight on the way , seen from afar like the Baiyun Mountain a zipper on the belly, ugly! I was crawling on this ugly zipper on the top of the head and there was no shade of the tall plants. Sun rose higher, and the back of the hot sun without any explanation ... ... ping take over my bag, he said I like the blush of the liver, and He He ... ... in my pant's I did not forget to use a sharp words call him.
This way, you come to my go to bicker, plus I N times rascally rest, finally stairs climbed them all the.
Looking back behind the vision suddenly see the light, the distant endless fields, there is the vague shapes of the sky between the mirror-like reservoirs. Morning mist has not yet dispersed into everything under the sun into a hazy orange halo and night.
Observed a moment only to find that this is not the Peak, on the right path forward there is an extension of gradually pleased to go to. Before reaching the summit, we did not stop to rest before, because the gravel dirt road though not a good one, but the reason is because the dense vegetation along the way sun shines faint and subtly less than occasional mountain breeze was blowing, cozy and forget fatigue.
Top of the hill has a temple, (to write these words, I thought of that well-known easy to read scripts, then on the next one is the old monk of the temple there), consult the eyes with the flat looked at me, I shook my head. The uncle pointed to a sweep in front of the back of the temple said that ... path suitable for walking, very good ... yo ... ... I asked where that road leads to it? He said that ... you have to backtrack, and go walk around bar, 1 hour should be sufficient.
Hello ... stay away ...
Here is what I said, Qu secluded path ah, I said to myself. Still there is no sun, evidently we are to go to the other side of the mountain, walking on the road side is the side of a mountain valley, very relaxed and happy landscape. Very few people seem to walk this road, the right side of rampant plant growth on the hillside, I left flash, squatting waist, sideways, leg lift ... despite the flat in front of my open and my pants are still left hook broken mark on his face there is really no use!
Ping walked back to ask me ... you are not afraid of me is a bad guy Mody, how courageous you are so big, dare to go outside and play with strangers, but also take such a remote path, I am here, if your going to push, no one knows, you Now Pale Ba ... ... I watched him bend over Quban dead trees lying on the road, saying that ... but you are not bad ah, I can feel them. He patted the hands of gray that I do not want to do ... bad guys, but I'm not a good man, back to let you see my ugly face ... I smile to see him, and I feel suddenly like up.
The mountains in winter is also water leakage, is merged into thin at the moment flowing along the surface of the mountain, sometimes cross the road, we must from time to time for such small units across the stream. Ping suddenly stopped, pointing at the top of the rock wet and said, look at this, but authentic spring water, drinking mineral water is better than you drank too much! I Waizhe Tou Look at a few rocks, skeptical of the hand it over a Coke bottle, and then climbed to the flat water, raising the full bottle of half a day before. He is still to me, smiled and said ... You Gan He do?
I have a Yang Bo - really taste good, very sweet, very refreshing, very Qinglie. I also took out a bottle of unopened drinks, all down, and full of loaded a bottle of mountain spring water. Cypriot side to the bag while I mutter holy water ... ah ... ah ... baby back to Shanghai so that they can be flat Chang Changxian ... then again fun, he said so ... that water is a living, to the spot to drink, over a period of time after is not the flavor ... Shanghai? Rip ~ ~ You do not dream of!
Holding a cold bottle, along the trail and turn, and suddenly go yang side, and the sun is glaring at the moment, I saw the hand across the thick shade of the forest in the mountain wind comfort to slightly slowly under the Hoang, this time between the hot air rising from the valley, while the other side also began to seem unreal in all, I am facing the valley daze of Zheng Zheng, into a psychedelic state. Grass-roots level bite came, quietly standing by, I said, do you think of the woods across from the Akira do? He nodded, so I know I'm not crazy, or both crazy.
There has been no road that is a cut-off were hills with flat front of a large open space full of sawdust onto the ground to a very soft, it should be a very good camp. (I am thinking of the time, but also by the way illusions about yourself lying in tents and under the body is a soft, flexible wood deposits, comfortable to do his night's dream ...)
Back to the temple, I turn on the outside of the two circles had not run into a little monks, not to mention the old monk. I still refuse to burn incense into the one I have at this time Wuyuwuqiu and secondly I really have not felt this temple. (Supplementary Note: In my opinion, would also like to also the pieces of a very troublesome thing.) So, I lay it on the pond in front of the temple found a child sitting in the sun, ping the accident met an old classmate, on one side The zestful show off from time to time by throwing winks to what I have here, I had the sun in the soft knife, carrying the bag to his head resting on top of lazy do not want to move do not want to think, it lowers the pool watching goose left leg right leg Daoteng ...... anyway I see dead flat, and he will not sell me, and pipes him.
Yipiao vision to see the scum of young people sitting in the woods where there are playing cards, good school of cool shade under a tree well. Could not help but think that when the change is something of a monk on the games on the bar. . . . . Cranky Germany was about to fall asleep flat pulling down the mountain, saying the time was too late. Down to the foot of the mountain, he asked ... you want to go? I squint to see him ... you, you do not know ... you said ... what is it too late? ... I want something rock ...
Author: Irena_Wang
