Dahongshan Essay
Mountains, the sea is not a part of my soul do?
I belong to the mountains, I belong to the sea.
On the nature of love,
Turned into a boundless passion, from the heart burst out,
I was a gravel Sand Sea, I drop in the ocean.
Mountains, sea, nature's master
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- Byron
Father's Day this weekend, a friend of mine about the Dahongshan a visit. Dahongshan, online little information, only know that it is located in Hubei Suizhou of a state-level scenic spots. There is a saying Hill is not high, but the immortal names. Speaking of Dahongshan, may know only a handful, but this mountain Haipo some progenitor. Before the Han Dynasty, this mountain the name Green Mountains, the Western Han Dynasty, Wang Mang usurped the throne, there is Wang Kuang, Wang launched two brothers, Green uprising, after the mountain was renamed Dahongshan. Green uprising, later known as the Green hero hero arena, that is the origin.
Friday 16:30 to board the train Suizhou Hankow to an hour and forty minutes to the Suizhou station, put on them to stay the car, crossed the Han River, along the southwest line of the rough. Red sunset in the right hand side, and gradually faded; a red moon, the same do not know when the left hand side is now out. The night getting deep into the mountains of the Gold Cup are slowly, gradually the high mountain road is also increasingly steep up. Turn the one bend, and finally see the entrance, everyone spirit flew Dousou up, faint black fleet of a gate sandwiched between two mountains, Shashi advantageous! Just at that moment, the door suddenly fell on a fence came a 2 Heroes: "tires! This mountain is my open! This tree I planted! Want to ever after! 15 per person!" Drivers are a slam the brakes , Mamalielie's opened the door. Bargaining about it, seven of the money collected six open. Get out of gate, all the way downhill, to get a valley, roadside signs flashed an evening place to stay. A look at the table, the original two hours by car, due to road construction, even unknowingly took three hours.
Look up days, a full moon hangs high in the sky, is really thin on Lang-Xing good weather. Azi sighed, pity, and do not see the sky the stars. Yes ah, I feel pity and moon, there are many, the stars of cities without ah. Kant once said, there are two things we are thinking more of their deep and lasting, they evoke the kind of growing awe and reverence, overflowing our hearts, that is, the stars of the sky and clouds in my mind the moral law. Stars clouds of the sky, and tonight is not seen, but the heart of the moral law, or require constant maintenance - in the mountains, break barriers, but also a good time to introspection. Inner moral law, I have once ignored, it served a variety of bad ideas erosion; but some time, I try to run uphill and do my best to preserve it, to prevent the bad feelings and ideas to erode it.
After washing settled places, to 80 yuan a price tag on a good chartered 4:00 tomorrow morning, Sarah peak to watch the sunrise on the peak night, no words. One by one sleepy eyes hazy struggled up from the bed, so he took one of their guys squeezed into a Gold Cup-breaking, shook the mountains open to sway to go through a little faint light, street trees if there are stars, and then the temples and stone, with the slope of the increase, Gold's roar is also increasingly low, and finally turn the corner after a "puff" manner soon as Menxiang, lying where they no longer moved, the driver opened the engine cover, read the 1, "car breaks down, your own go, go faster still catch up." Seven down and look at me, I see you, go back bar, 6,7 years, the on the go, but also 7,8 li. Time is running out, the bar, I do not know who said one to see distortion on the roadside of the old car, we only go up along the winding mountain road.
I do not know, forming the Po a few, but also know a few more slope to climb, and finally saw last night Jianjing the gate. Look over the gate, the East has not always black, and a flush wiping in micro-blue sky, majestic gate reflected on the outline, I would pull down the two steps, captured the glow of the gate and mountains in front of blocks of ghosting. Out the gate to the left, before suddenly see the light. Meimei is clamoring for a few tired legs, on this view is not bad. Fat is naturally listen to wife, and A Bao is a captain, of course, have to leave to take care of the teams. Only I have come here and wonder, and do not climb a pity to see the table, five points worse is, there are three ten minutes ah. Waved goodbye to the ranks and continue upward. The roadside dead branches, just picked up a stout to do Trekking Pole. Gone about as big as a quarter of an hour, the main peak is still left, less than 100 meters in elevation, and thought so around the go is not the answer. Spotted a shallow weeds, upward climb, it is a steep slope, about as big as 60 degrees, the breath of the board up above a small platform on the platform at the end of the main peak, but the stage covered with weeds, thorns clouds, no Road to be found. Alpenstock wielded my efforts to open up, both sides of thorns kept across the years, sometimes had to crawl forward, one step on the way to the pinnacle of a surge on the ground. The so-called peak, which is a bush in an isolated rock, which is 1055 meters above sea level peak of Po Dahongshan Everest! Long neglect of exercise at this time I already sweat pour off Qichuanruniu, and imagine that 52-year-old Wang Shi to climb on their own a little tired in such a way Dahongshan actually could not help but hint of shame.
At this point, in addition to distant cuckoo and the East will be the rising sun, the empty piece of hard stone Dahong Peak alone is only one person. This person is not of greenwood Wang Kuang Wang, nor is it a dream of the Golden Dragon Zheng meet unexpectedly, but look around us, a surge of pride like the rise in my heart. This person is not a painter, can not capture this most beautiful color and vitality; is not a photographer, not the intake solidification breathtaking lighting changes; is not a poet, moving rhetoric can not write Chinese Zhang.
The most beautiful and most fickle, and she Youhu disappearing, as the sun's light and shadow changes. "I have seen the most beautiful face, still can not forget, this is my sorrow!" Is Heine's poem? The face of such a beautiful, magnificent natural so intoxicating, so, too love it!
Bao phone up and ask them if there is a need up. It is also necessary Mody? Bloom off worthy to be straight off, Mo to be spent fall broken branches. They adhere to the time of the bite the loose, and naturally did not see a bloom is Yan. Standing on the summit of the mountains, facing the rising sun, looking back at its recent three decades, the glory and the dream can still? Disappointments and failures could have been my knock? A noble gradually filled with happy thoughts of my mind.
Wang Shi said that climbing is an enriched life. Nobuya!
Tenno
2003.6.19
Author: bigj
