National Day from Xinchang through the roof to the waterfront. Originally intended to go back on this, but from the cafe at the waterfront on the Internet to see Xianju Ctrip introduced, just one day ran a multi-time.
Linhai Xianju car dealers to one hour, as early as 6 o'clock train more scenery along the way is not.
Little town. Bus Terminal and King before leading Shenxian Ju Xing Yan, the green car, as well as individual guests a reception area, a pity that 10 people into a group. Several streets are not wide, there are a variety of small shops, next to the narrow place of residence, the house dilapidated, and the other side of that is farmland. However, a variety of cars on the street quite a few less bike up to the horizontal red motorcycle. Not tell is the county town and rural areas. Bus station is actually very impressive, a few times in front of buses. That is in front of government offices building. The right side are lined up in a private hotel. Accommodation is not expensive, double room with bathroom with hot water 40 yuan and wife, but 30 years old, opened a five-storey hotel. Interestingly, her house is just a part of the building, and the other part of the pending construction of the shelf is also chatting up, has built some started to use up. These circumstances there are many layers of building facade is often a very narrow, there is not actually paint a wall decoration, let the bare brick, they open for business.
First go rafting. Wing Creek said the water is very clear, good water quality meet the national drinking water standards, but I forgot to taste. To the Wing River rafting pier, about 9 km away. At the beginning of the strong sun, Pik Shan-ching of water had to the sun. There are ducks come and go, groups, and sub-minor is much, the fur is brown, there are some off the list, very leisurely non-urgent as busy. Water is very calm, almost no rapids. Zhaqi feet with a plastic bag in advance.
Unlike here, there is no straw sandals sold Xiangxi Dao Shi. The water is very shallow, there was a old man jumped into the water excitement, the ship was again under the public Jing Han jumped to. There is a child standing on the bow, because expression was too wooden satisfied, in the unanimous recommendation, and finally picked up the overturned gun opened fire, leaving behind a wonderful blink of an eye. Sitting sitting down suddenly bamboo chair a Waidao, who originally did not put stability, there is a leg lost in the recesses of the two bamboo. Finished, plastic bags, water, socks wet, simply let it go. There is a rocky beach, but still there are two cars parked a few young men and women to stay, and the other side is a weed of sight of roads, do not know how entered.
About 2:00, the sun should have the most wins Shique suddenly relax, landscapes forwarded Dai color. To a shallow, the water was so shallow that this raft ran aground. We reluctantly pushed into the water raft, when everybody was finally united into the deeper waters. Resumed.
There is a fellow with the road, waterside was carrying poles.
Finally encountered a torrent, look at different currents, was found near the water is ink, and much more near-shore office, compared with light cyan, Xu is caused by light.
Here landscape in general, relatively clear water, pour. Because there have been Jiuquxi bamboo raft, and MAO Rafting along the river, and so this is almost asleep, but when the Peike.
Jiuquxi scenery on both sides that the United States, and can enjoy foot of the mountain, then shoots peak and so on, the sun turned straight and tall cloth rock, a glimpse of days of travel peak, climbing a narrow stone steps, such as first-line, visitors to walk along the arched on. A bamboo teahouse perched between mountains, hung with red lanterns, a fluffy clusters of Bambusa Multiplex swaying, like Taoyuan like.
And Mao in the mountains along the river, requiring a detour in a long time to arrive, it is not like here in the plains a long time to go. Kayaks quickly, water was impatient and began to tense, always catch on, often in rickety water wash, a bit like horse riding, etc. on the track to master the essentials to relax, and the river from time to time there are azaleas in full bloom, various waterfalls flowing . The mountain profound, looking upward, saw a small vehicle in the cliff side of the narrow roads go to the market.
Are now drifting around too much, what Shuanghsi, Jing County, rafting, etc., the two first drift south is also scrambling to pride itself on. Tourism projects identical, there is no novelty, playing more on the local feeling is very boring. Now there is a bit more money to idle, and wanted to take a look around town, but it really can not afford to raise spirits, and not as good as at home Daizhe. Or is the opposite to drawing lines, to a casual stroll, you just relax.
On the 2nd, early in the morning 8:00 arrival Shenxian Ju, car dealers and 40 minutes, but 24 km. Road is too narrow, two cars opened on the opposite danger, and overtaking is very difficult, bus stop along the way by pressing the horn, no one of it.
Tourism can be seen from time to time along the way advertising banner that read, what Wing Tong Jiang river valley culture, the birthplace of college, high, etc. You are welcome to move the ancient dwellings. Passing through College, is a dilapidated wall several horse house, is still repairing.
Bifurcation in a small town roads, to separate the two Shenxian Ju Jing Xing Yan and Lu. This went Shen Xianju 6 km, near a huge rock when you saw a sudden, thought to, but it is Jing Xing Yan. Towering rock not far from several misty only really get to the destination.
There is a gorge, on both sides of the mountains Danxia landform, think about what kind of Wuyishan know. Began as a gravel road, on both sides of songbailin, fresh air, sporadic fluttering drizzle, pine hanging drop. Tall mountain peaks, clouds hovering in the hills. Few people, quiet, winding road deep inward, birds sing. There are streams, but dry with only a bare stone. Truth is the gods of the home ah.
Hill presents a variety of shapes, there are small mushroom-feng, general rock, eagle wings, as well as a Sleeping Beauty, to when you do not feel until turning back when it turned out quite similar, such as the smiling beauty, that smile, the body exquisite pose, just to look backwards, lovely girl ah do not know what you dream about happy things? I already was Exhale.
The second half was way up the steps, wearing days of the door and watch fire Yamaguchi, boarded wooden ladder to reach the pavilion. Looking back on the high days of the door symmetrical standing, while the clouds on the door in the prolonged days lingers.
From the pavilion up, bending a few hundred meters more than ten grades waterfalls and deep pools. Unfortunately, the dry season, waterfalls and fine as silk, the pool is shallow, of course, did not see a legend of the giant salamander. About two hours to reach fairy tea, rest a moment, to see if there are roads to continue upstream. Came seven or eight individuals, with the bent, tread dead branches, from time to time by drop attacks can no longer access roads to the waterfall can be folded pass.
Because the other one to return the two-hour route with no more scenic, so retrace their steps back. Down very fast, half an hour would be finished. Sky Valley due to time constraints, did not go.
Mount sit for 20 minutes Bo beach or streets, not far from 12 km. Never take off Morocco, the body always forward, feet are hemp without daring to move, the wind cold, the eyes could not open non-stop tears, the face of a car over bumps on the road or in the quartzite is not always conscious cried more slowly.
The so-called Ancient Street is a small town on a small street was curved shape of a dragon. The narrow stone paved road show wavy. Is a two-story wooden structure on both sides of buildings, wood doors, very old, and some rock from the table is the puzzle the door before the shops. The door dressed in rough blue commoner old mother to eat lunch, while some bigger dogs at us shouting, small dogs non-stop running before the race, the casual Guairu family, the house is dilapidated, piled haystack, breaking wood misplacing,
A door was found to be Chun-floor, or brothels. Also look into the former one into a courtyard, a two-story wing, that is, no red lanterns have no signs, virtually no back garden, but a bunch of weeds. And what Ho, everyone sites is messy, a pile of plane debris, Jigen wooden pillars and a new paint Sanzhao incense. Trees at the courtyard were filled with potted plants, small Niao Smith opened the. Go behind the old house and found a pen, stones enclosed pit, not self-conscious smile, everything is so familiar! A kind of sense back in time, as if back childhood home, but also such a wooden house, such as wooden doors, wooden stairs, yard, water pressure valve, burner stove, like the blue commoner's grandmother, of course, like pigpen and the pit. However, Street home had been demolished a few years ago and can not go back.
More houses have collapsed there is no longer inhabitable, many people are in the vicinity to build a house, only the street is dilapidated, others are next to a small bungalow of modern.
Came out at the junction found a blueprint for the future of the Ancient Street, is almost a replica of the Confucius Temple. Everything is new, white walls, shiny wood lacquer, it is still in the home do I remember? People here are Laixun old childhood dream, rather than a view of Front Street or Yuyuan, Qinghefang.
Author: llgg7711
