Had heard that Wenshan Zhuang and Miao Autonomous Prefecture in Yunnan Province, Guang-Tao County territory resembles a pen, "Xanadu" and Pa Mei, heart and even though fascinating, but they can not help but suspicious: are the twenty-first century, there is really legend The "paradise" do?
New Year's Eve in the afternoon we went to the village of Pa America. Automotive YADING loess in winding road, just drifting away a rain, but the billowing smoke and dust still Tengqi our choke the breath. Either side of the mountain also has reddish brown color of the grass, the valley with a meandering stream flowing, the river with a few scattered spreading of golden rape fields. Is so-called "paradise" hidden in the mountains do this?
The car through a small village called Farley, upstream, on going up to a mountain shaped like Jubi before finally no way out. We jumped out of car, along the river upstream of more than about 50 steps, a huge cave suddenly burst into the eye. Inside the cave, a dark fishes Liang Qi. Hole in saving countless irregular staggered stalagmites, a cheerful stream gushed from the hole, forming a width of about 10 a few steps of a small waterfall. Riverside Shuanzhao ships Youzhai You long Zhucao Chuan. Jump Dangling boats, boatmen prop up a long bamboo pole, soon to enter the deep holes. Front of a sudden a dark, buzzing noise of the outside of several non-Wen, one could hear the voice of a boat slowly scratched the surface. Stalactite cave seepage of water fall into the water of the "ticking" sound clearly visible. Boat turned a corner, big bright eyes suddenly burst. I saw the air suddenly opened a diameter of about 56 meters a day-dong, a bunch of soft slanting of the scatter in a hole, according to the middle of the river in front of an enormous stone Dangzhao. So soon out of its hole, ah? Now wonder the, rock the boat gently around the left side of narrow waterways, once again got into the dreary darkness, it really was wonderful in heaven. Boat quietly walk through the hole and suddenly boatman said, pointing to the left side of a rock; "Look, here are a stone statue of Tao Yuan-ming." We hurried用手电筒照in the past. I saw the left there is a stalactite cave wall just like in music sitting waterside contend pottery made from the public, are good mood and looked at us. Tao made the original have known there is such a good place to steal music alone in the last millennium ah!
Out of its hole, and eyes suddenly see the light again. A long hole with a big lush banyan is a slender hanging branches of green bamboo bridge across the stream. Stand bamboo bridge with one of the beautiful panoramic view of rural scenery. Aoyama all around surrounded by a White-Bright's Creek was S-shaped curved walk through the valley. The river opened a row of large and small slip of water trucks to "squeak leisurely" endlessly turning. River on both sides of all rape fields in full bloom, golden yellow and bright people enchanted, like a thin weave a golden carpet covered with the whole valley. On the right going up a mountain shaped like a throne, the setting sun across the Peak, dyed the whole of the east cliff. Green foot of the mountains, a few bundles thick bamboo forest, set off with a thatched roof villages, curl a few columns of rising smoke. Good a pastoral landscape, end was an earthly paradise, paradise ah!
Miyama Dam water beauty more beautiful America. Li Li Xuebin brother readily boatmen to help us carry the backpack, a warm greeting the New Year we went to his house. He told us that dams America has more than 100 households in the village, about 700 multi-port, all of whom are Saudi branch of the Zhuang nationality. We walked along the ridge to the village, along the way home, children are not afraid of Zhuang sheng, the curious flocked to the roadside looking at those of us unfamiliar foreign visitors. Is spinning cloth Zhuang home the old silver-haired Aunt Xiaohe He is also a look at us, shouting our past sit. After the root disk Qiu village a mistake, clouds of Gurong, we came to Lebanon oldest brother's house. Li family young and old all at once busily working together, served tea or drinks, Peng Chu bamboo glutinous rice wrapped in colorful flowers invites us to enjoy. Dam is surrounded by high mountains because of the US has not yet been electrified. The villagers living for generations in farming, their food, clothing, daily necessities are essentially their own self-sufficiency. Gas lamp in the dark, Li brother erected a small wood stove, a wok above the branch, stewed with apples and oranges. Pan placed horizontally along the upper one of wood, was placed bowls meat, chicken, bacon and spices intestine. Everyone sitting around the stove next to the house and drinking special brew Zhuang white rice wine, meal break new ground, khaki-colored soil of the New Year began incense ... ...
New Year's Day morning, the Lebanese brother led us to climb mountains, explore caves. Standing Mid-slope, overlooking the dam in the United States. Li Big Brother tells us: through the village on this river is called grinding, r., from south to north along the winding valley flow in the central village is divided into two streams. The left is the male River, to the right of a female river. The hot summer, the village men and women respectively in these two river bath. A confluence of two rivers coming from our boat out of a water tunnel. A water tunnel about 900 meters, a total of four roof-pass slopes. Three of which can be directly to light, so the formation of Sanming three strange dark landscape. There is also a water stream upstream of the cave, called soup that hole is longer than in a water tunnel, there is no roof. Hill and dale until the spring when the peach blossoms open, that the United States呀Now that's a real paradise of.
We are on a skylight along the Banpo climbed into a water tunnel. Cave rocks everywhere, the holes cover holes, extending in all directions, the whole hillside wearing empty. Including a stalactite will be leaking a red liquid stone is said to drink a can be treated stomach. Because the entire cave hollow space large room like a natural sound. Li said proud brother of the Department, could not help but sing folk songs come in a cave. Danjue Oscillatoria, such as string tremors, Cecil proudly, color-chun simple, Gudang Qin spleen. With Mountains seamless, were played Teana disappeared from view. In the dark, we sat beside her big brother in Lebanon, brought great joy to hear. We should know that the year Li Big Brother house, but dam America's number one male singer of the Zhuang.
Come out of its hole to find that there is a team of flood side wearing a blue scarf wearing a blue shirt with black skirt Zhuang women are singing and dancing. Also like to run so they fly past, put up cameras, carrying his camera to shoot without a rest. They are pitching a blue square scarves, Shangzhui gold ring. T-shirt for small vertical blue collar cardigan jacket in the right, left and right at the waist, pulled a triangle, the corners are decorated with flower decoration, akimbo some elegant unique dance style. Cervical collar Yinhuan long necklace, and some in the neck plate Shanghao laps. Wearing black and the foot under the non-folding long skirt, skirt inlaid with colored flower decoration, embroidery shoed shoes. Fashion is having its own ethnic characteristics. They were holding a white handkerchief, form a circle, in the rhythmic sound of drums cheerfully jumping "welcome dance", "tea-picking Dance," "handkerchief dance." River behind slowly walk through, the river is also a group of ducks quack to add to the fun of travel. Surrounded by rape golden land, but far from the verdant mountains ring. They just surrounded by the beautiful scenery in the enjoy the jumping, singing ... ... What a simple and moving a picture full of style, we can not help them contend for the music of the deep self-infection. Just finished singing the song, Tiao Wan dance, they "Wow," and what surrounded us in the middle, elated to see that we have just taken the lens, leaving us a little bit by surprise. We sat together, talked and laughed just to watch their performances, music, hilarious sound sprinkled throughout the valley. This moment, we no longer feel like a strange foreign land tourists, but to the enthusiasm of the Zhuang ethnic compatriots in these beautiful melt together.
The next morning, we are parting of the dam Mei Village, continue on upstream. High-rise across the side of boat known locally as "monkey Beaufortia" and steep, but also in the valley on foot for about two kilometers, came to that hole before the soup. Boat slowly walk through the dark cave, but I fell into a deep meditation into. As it were, through the "time tunnel", in this ancient and charming little mountain town spent the past two days, it seems to be a dream of being awake. A dream filled with the tranquil and refreshing natural gas, dreams filled with the intoxicating bouquet depressed and song and laughter. Good-bye, and Pa America, the dream of paradise!
Author: hao123hao123
