Quebec from three to three bridges, are roads, the voyage takes four ten minutes, this time, China's first flying towards the space hero Yang Liwei, is. Out of the car, the conductor gave us pointing to the entrance of the three bridges, and collected fares, 6 yuan. Mountain slope opposite, I do not know what good-hearted people, with ink on a board with the words "three bridges into this." Climbed Xiao-Po, along the mechanized farming Road ahead. Mix who came from Guangzhou, because even in a hurry, they strode to go ahead to go out, I Man Tengteng walk and look at places.
Mechanized farming Road come to an end, just as our predecessors have said, He does have family farm, a peasant woman was washing clothes. Front of the house of the stone path and downward towards the side of the valley is covered with towering pines and cypresses. How far under the non-a Shui, the bottom three bridges lie so quietly on the show before my eyes.
Mountains, blue sky and white clouds, quiet valleys, covered bridges has passed, this is the three bridges ah! Really attracted me to Tai-shun, and it is this Yuandun in the mountains between the indifferent as to be almost non-stick Red Dust of the covered bridges. It is still true colors, simple elegance, there is no other red dress covered bridges, bridge painting eaves and no-feng Diao, four weeks and no interlacing of wires, lined with reinforced concrete buildings and piles of garbage. Despite several centuries of wind and rain, but it is hidden deep Pirang Fortunately, there is no man-made destruction, it is still standing, silently accompanied the mountain breeze of the moon, the occasional mountain people and the sheep passing, making us noisy confusion of today, so fortunate to still see a true sense of the ancient lounge bridges.
Bridge board, and found that in the first bitterness touching "point purple-red lips," while bearing in mind that the heart already, but I still and read word by word: Chang Yi in May, and according to Xie Jun laugh of fun, and San-ching Water Pik, human face Where to go? People from the passionate, Yin Yin Li waterside. Qian Wanlv, streams difficult to send, he served as a eastward course. As early as the ink dried, Luo Hong has passed away, who the author is, the sense of what is going on, no way of knowing without having to explore, through the ages violations, life love-hate, but also several people seen breaking, realized the penetration? !
According to plan, today only wanted to go to one place - Chau Leng, no need to hurry, and bid farewell to the Guangdong Mix, may enjoy only a part of my three bridges. Shino solitude, sunny, three camel, Rainbow Bridge, lie the immediate, cool stream water soak into the depths of the foot soak, eating chocolate, soft, moist mountain breeze across their faces, as she kisses and her twittering. . . At this time words are superfluous, miss is superfluous, true, sentimental three bridges ah!
The bridge to soak in luxury for three hours too lazy do not want to move, and was wondering do not know whether the small road on foot to the Island Ridge, to the uncle of a benign countenance. Uncle told me that before you can walk to the next Chaoxiao Lu Chau Yeung Village, and then walked along the road Ling Chau. I would also like more bubbles for a while, let uncle go first, but well-intentioned uncle said with a smile I can wait, so they soak for half an hour, This contented followed the uncle from the small bridge gravel roads to proceed on foot to the Island Ridge.
Uncle had been 75 years old, but the mountains are not worse than me when I was in the afternoon sun face was flushed, panting, kept highly water, he is still laughing Mimi looked at me calmly. And uncle wearing a jacket, but also do not drink, really served, I said with emotion, and so I went to this age, but also not so good as the uncle skill ah.
Climbed to near the Peak Office Lingtou, there is a small house, and is designed to trip passers-by rest stop used. Take a break, and then bang flip over the hilltop and started down the mountain, the opposite is far from the sun can be seen in a blur of white-shake and a small mountain village road - Long Village. Down the mountain, around the village before the off, but also a uphill, over a long pit village, hut there are face Tingda "satellite receiving pot," is a Crossroads, center the line, that is, to the highway. During this journey on foot takes about 40 minutes. Side of the road for a small shop to buy a bottle of water, uncle, grandfather was repeatedly put off a shy, really good man!
After a short break along the road down the river Yeung Village, continue to move forward on foot, along the way declined a few more of the good intentions from the nearby train,咱plenty of time and leg muscles, Hehe. Chau Yeung Village, goodbye uncle next to his address left, and now has sent photos, and I do not know uncle received yet? Wish him good old long life!
After two hours of walking, went to Ling Chau. Predecessors who told me that, in the entrance to the village office could be a four-storey accommodation, each 10 yuan, I would ask in the past. Only one middle-aged women in the room before the drying of rice, even though I was right dancing, and she has been Xiaohe He looked at me, and end, I said one: "did not understand," I faint. Just a young peasant woman carrying a bamboo passing, I asked her busy for translation, did not think she is waved with a smile said, "can not understand," I completely dizzy.
Can not do anything, or only allowed to live Chau Ling guest houses, and 20 yuan / bed, can not bargain, this is a monopoly of the state. To lay down their backpacks, in the guest house of a hurry to eat a bowl of noodles on the drive before sunset to take a look at Yuwen Bridge. Guest House owner pointing me from the fields of the paths in the past, the fields with water buffalo grazing in the walk, I already do not eat beef, but I do not know why, on the road, cows were right I always have a small, careful to avoid them, I'm afraid you do not workable?
Yuwen Bridge also vigorous in the old set off a large camphor tree, this bridge is something special, and its base is a stone, which I see the covered bridges is unique, and the second floor of the bridge, actually built a Wenchang Pavilion, no wonder the bridge, the bridge to take Mingjiao Yu-wen. Upstairs level has long been no-deposit, I will not be able go up pretending to Sven, and regret. Are not able to floor, simply on the next to the bar under bridges, from the bridge cautiously down the slope of garbage to a small waterfall in accordance with the former "native Chinese - Tai-shun," a photo book, look up the location of Yuwen Bridge, Yuwen Bridge as expected into a black and white silhouette.
Back to the streets, the night has been hanging in the hostel opposite a snack bar where a point of a fried rice noodles. Not open to eat, guest houses, chase the boss came over, saying it was already said to him, his good to eat, how they run it eat? But I remember that I promised him at the guest house did not eat ah, listen to his quarrel with the snack bar a few of the husband and wife, as if the blame on the couple robbed him of this small business. Chimi Fen edge side with the husband and wife chat with the boss, understand that this snack bar can also provide accommodation, each 10 yuan during the National Day is also filled. After eating the specially looked up the next room, there are three rooms, a TV, communal hot water, bathrooms. I think this is also a choice place to stay, monopoly is always bad, in which a telephone attached to this house snack bar, I would like for the donkey as their reference :0577-67695879, the boss surnamed Fan.
Shan night, always go to sleep than earlier, when the scattered light is gradually going dark, Star splendor. In some coolness of the Ye Feng, the heavy atmosphere Xe drinking coffee, counting the stars. Moving slowly sinking, the stars, will take the Shenzhou V is Yang? Similarly, away from home, too, Yang Liwei, all the best tomorrow, wake up, he should return to Earth, returned home, and I the road is long.
Morning, that is so ready to go downstairs to the first departure awakened by the roar, Chau Ling Luo and early to the 5:30 train is open. Porridge eaten at a hostel, one and a half, and three-kui ratio, not only your taste, but also one of the disadvantages of monopoly in the snack bar opposite of that house and bought a rice, baked buns, be considered eat. The second bus is open 6:30, but 7:00 was just pulling out nearly Island Ridge. One hour to three-kui, the three-kui to Wenzhou car a lot, are from the Luo off from an ordinary sleeping car was 37 yuan, Express Bus 45.
9:00, quick-off on schedule out, and I will leave Taishun, leave covered bridges of. Tai-shun, my dream of autumn covered bridges, but also dream is true, a beautiful convention, one occurred in late autumn, I will always remember, always sticking to the story. . . . . .
zmuer@sina.com
2003/11/08
Author: zmuer
