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The first day of Wuyi Mountain
Train in the morning arrived, the car I called, found a way to accompany to pick. The plan to go mountain, but just plain walking, to find someone to go along, as long as he few words.
Is 30 to accompany a middle-aged man surnamed Ye.
Will throw hotel luggage, then catch a ride to Dahongpao, the first leg, is to shuiliandong Dahongpao between the three-kilometer mountain road. Mountain road winds through the black cliffs, the road originally intended gurgling water, a pity that drought can not be able to see. Walked for about two hours and leaves has been very quiet accompanied me to go, well, I hate noise Amtolmetin guides.
Passing through a small temple - Hui Yuan Temple, into the worship have dried up, the temple may be inhabited by gods it, but I can promise what wish? Xu's willing, will be able to off? Finally, I would like or what did not promise, but reverently bow their heads.
Ye said the rest a while, by the way of revelation to find the temple master tea, I followed, along with to the rear hall. Wooden house, facing a small vegetable garden, the sun shines on corridors, the master and leaves, and I use a very small Chazhong products with tea, next to an older master眯缝着眼睛sun.
Walking time, revealed the master handed me a box of tapes, he said that my facial features slightly inside the hostility, we must listen to classics to resolve. Is the youngest? I feel the eyebrows, which had accumulated over the past year who are not happy, traveling so many places, they also have not been hidden well, spillover out.
Later some distance, I have become more silent and continue walking, looking forward to that they can always go all the way, walked away.
At noon, return to resort for lunch, by the way a rest.
Finally finally able to get online, click ie, open my favorite bbs, look at his words, look at all the things the past week to see if you guess my whereabouts, in a strange place, I suddenly felt warm and slightly smiling mouth had been . But has not spoken, and forget the many, many things, or that I suddenly do not care of.
Had been concerned about the feeling is so good.
Continue in the afternoon walk, I first went to Hu Xiaoyan, then thin strip of sky, and finally screw holes, all must walk, walk feet Sheng Teng, down the mountain when the two legs trembling trembling, almost falling. Always the case, not happy when the time will be unhappy knowing that slowly erode, but still go to self-torture with physical suffering to cover mental unhappy.
So all the way to the end, it is already under the midnight sun oblique, way back to the hotel after Jiuquxi, claim whatever Tuo Lexie feet or sitting on the shore Jiuqu stream, stream small fish inside the drill to drill to go will jump out of a circle of ripples, and then watch the sunset a little bit of dyed foot of the mountain.
Night dreaming, dreamed that a part of his world collapsed, and I sat crying on the ruins. Wake up, Zheng Zheng's sat on the bed a daze. In fact, knew that most of the world still intact, life will still continue, they still could not help but shed tears for the loss of something. Perhaps only such as crying tired, accept the fact that it has not come back, will slowly get better.
Every time experience, a little bit of accumulated experience and learn to face the changing world, we would like to grow.
Wuyishan day
Second day of the run-length is Huanggang Mountain Nature Reserve, this mountain peak known as East China, more than 2100 meters above sea level, I sang his pack of cars, and the leaves and a driver up the hill. Fog, low visibility from the inside looking out the window, a land of vast expanse of whiteness is really clean.
Travel about three hours to reach the peak winds, standing on the summit's central straw look around us, surrounded by vast expanse of whiteness, and if I stood on an island on the earth. And leaves to discuss that I wanted to walk alone. Ye is not assured, but the last straw, I insist that they have to agree, but still far behind me in the.
I am walking alone in the vast expanse of whiteness fog, the humidity is high, eyebrows and eyelashes all hung up on tiny water droplets. Because of high altitude, so almost no trees, only a straw, Autumn, Leaves of Grass dry defeat black and yellow.
Lunch at the farm to eat familiar leaves, leaves account stores took a bucket from behind the kitchen of the red bayberry wine brewed. Bayberry wine is made with shochu plus soaking red bayberry, red and yellow colors at first sight. It seems degree is not high, perhaps because I want to indulge, so drank two small glasses. Wine stamina high, rice is eaten have been the first晕晕, and then I started princess and laugh, to see anything to laugh, happy smile, like an idiot.
See, happiness is really a good simple things, I would.
Return trip, accompanied by the way, Castle Peak, green Flows. Remembers reading ancient poetry Yue - Aoyama, such as Dai, today really understand what it meant. Much hope and a layers of mountains stretching, mist in the halo to open, as beautiful Mei Dai. There is a poem good luck bell Shenxiu, row of trees to make dye, in fact, these very words Liuxiang lip received this poem should be blessed to read, while water gurgling while Misty trees, hand-held loud chant of this poem chants, whole day.
Night, Ye took me to the Yongle Temple. Coincides with evening classes, there are master bell 108, the temple's days hi chef told me that because people have 108 kinds of sin industries, rely on bell ringing to resolve. Bell distant, lingering, smell of the relaxed and happy. In the several statues of Buddha with great concentration Baiguo later, we Zuoju Hui town. All the way there is the temple master peers, he handed the driver a大悲咒the vcd, click play, I do not understand the car back to the music sounded, accompanied by the master muttered the phrase is really pure heart lungs.
Wuyi Day
Morning, day shade of the. Ye took me to the morning market, mixed in with a bunch of locals eat inside the typical breakfast meal (fruit of + fat), and then walk up Mount Wuyi most famous peak travel days. Peak travel days is a symbol of Wuyi Mountain, known as less than a days travel in vain Wuyi. Yesterday, and leaves that I go a different road, the best few people. Ye have become accustomed to my whimsical, independent, and took me around here go, two hours up to the Peak (the mountain just over 400 meters above sea level).
Down the mountain, take the Ziyang Road. The Road is from the mountain out of a cut along the cliff is only one person through the tracks, turns almost ninety degrees straight up and down, stand on the stone stairs, feet can not help but shudder become soft.
Hands and feet before climbing down the road of this brave and arrived in the foot. Scenic spots along the foot of the mountain back to the door section of the road, all cobblestone paved the way Jiuquxi murmur, twists and turns, with the path curved around in circles. Narrow lane full of small mangosteen plant, bamboo wind Ming-ming, there is an unknown wild birds, "cuckoo grumble Amtolmetin cloth Catalpa" prevalent. Suddenly a kid read texts from the depths of a corner of the awakening mind, is Napian hunting? Deng Han Shan, or remember?
I have always believed that nothing will be forgotten, but the automatic will not remember that part of the common reluctance to move to a small corner quietly put together, but old people sat rocking chair until the sun like old times, when they are only will wake up.
Conclusion
This travel notes, when I returned about a month until after the finish. Tour wound up the scenery, mood and sentiment, after a month's precipitation to chew, and now write to write, want to record is my life inside the moment of truth, can truly to touch, remember.
In fact, life-long memories can stay, but that some debris, some moment of truth Bale.
Author: Liaolei
