A journey, as a short life.
Way, no one is willing to intentionally and who make life difficult, if any, might be only a temporary disposition Shiran.
The long journey to walk together with a lot of people, but it can finally be together, often starting with people who do not.
But, so what is the relationship? Even if only a section of the road traversed, as long as the walk is really sincere, nothing more!
Be able to come together is the edge can be accompanied by copies of the final.
Therefore, the fate of this rare treasure!
1, starting at dawn
January 26, from the Huangshan clouds down to the floor, already three more, just in time to free man's car to go to action and Wuyuan, waving goodbye with the pro-and small-Huo.
Then we line 5 were briefly consolidation, transfer beams to Tunxi, Nanjing, we are chartered straight Wuyuan - since dawn.
Trapped! Would like to be properly sleep, but unfortunately the car's air bad, a bit dizzy. Open the windows, so that the air cooled blown away depressed, but also blow me cold.
Fortunately, the driver is taking the new road, traffic fine, or even too much.
7:00 or so, cars arriving from the next dawn.
Dark, cold, and we're in a strange off-site.
Under the enthusiastic local people pointing, carrying a heavy backpack, leaning on a cane down from the Huangshan Mountain, jerry, and fools of the flashlight through optical lead the way through the long streets, walk the fields of quartzite straight paths, and finally the front of the wilderness to see the faint light - on the dawn played.
When we appear in the four Vendetta quiet village, immediately provoke a lot of surprised eyes.
Jerry and I sat in the stone bridge stools, small parts of Africa and the Fool are looking settled.
Lane, from the inside out of two people, carrying fire heating plate stopped in front of us: too late at night, looking for a place to live it?
I made them to inquire about the place we live, they are not very clear, but heard that Jiang has teacher's house, you can go to ask.
See, I drink: water enough? Otherwise go home and add a little hot water? Cold ah!
I have declined.
Before I left, they said: If you can not find, I'll take you to the river to see their teacher's house.
Moved!
In the first leg of Wuyuan, actually encountered so enthusiastic, simple people!
Soon, get a place to stop over, and has also been the teacher's house river!
Settle down.
Conditions are not very good, no hot water bath.
In our strong protest, it burned me a bucket of hot water bath, but also lucky, and from scratch, wash the feet, cool! !
While the small non-They only have a basin of hot water wash, and when I cried straight Shuang, the anger that they almost threw me to the door, and Oh, Papa!
Eating dinner at another farmhouse, and perhaps it was my appetite was not very good, very general sense of taste.
Hastily eaten meals, on their rest.
The early up sloshing in the village.
Small non, jerry, the size fool holding the camera, carrying a tripod everywhere looking for scenery.
Not with the concept of small non-mountain on the early morning dawn, the still prefer to walk in the village alleys.
Cold morning, the village were not together, walking in the alley, the quiet.
Occasionally, will encounter one or two like me, who is loitering, we will smile and then continue to go its own way. Sometimes the villagers would get up early, opened the door, the cleaning in the will of concern, said: also an early, attractions do not open the door!
So I walked from the village and Murao, long period of Dangzhe.
Climbing on a small hillside village, watching the smoke slowly, filled the sky in the village.
They are still pursuing the landscape, I am still Xpress trip.
Tired, sitting on a stone bench beside the river, watching the junction of the thin ice of the river a daze, and I feel very calm.
It turned out that only need to forget the moment, calm the mind, is that paradise. At this point, I found my paradise.
Swing back to bridge, sat down the river stone, and under the river wash cup's aunt chatted up.
She asked: Tonight will be here before?
I said: It may be afternoon and walked out.
Her face full of pity: it's the pity, tonight there will be tie-point lights, one year before today's point. Yanzhao He sides, each household will be tied up lights put on, and then from the front of the village lit lamps, under Cen. Many people have come for this lamp.
I asked: Why point bar lights?
She laughed: In order to pray, family reunion ah!
Aunt washing things away, I still stay at the riverside.
Being left alone, a little boy holding a long wooden stick or play river's thin ice.
He was a little tall, I'm really afraid he would fall into the river: I help Hello good?
He embarrassed smile, and nodded his head.
So, in his pointing, I carry the long wooden stick and beat the river of ice, and then, and he carefully pulled from the river, big chunks of ice, happy shouting.
Looking at the debris of ice fell on the ground, laughing loudly.
So I followed him, carrying wood from the side of the river went the other side, tapping with a thin layer of ice, like mixing eggs back to childhood.
One has been wandering the river GG, look at me innocently standing on the bridge of the central barrel of ice, came over and I chatted up.
It turned out that he is a native of Hunan Province, to the dawn from a few days, because bad weather can not see the sun, but also sleep for several days. Today, the sun came out, before walking out walking.
For the dawn onwards, and I feel very similar: very comfortable, madding crowd.
Then he would go to Huangshan, a small Phoenix Zaiqu many nights.
Envy him that an immortal life!
After breakfast, we are along the Qinghe River, is bucking the trend.
Inspired by quartzite of the ancient post road, long period of walking, not in a hurry, do not rush spots, Xpress and the go.
My hands stuck in pockets, lazy to walk; jerry is still holding the size of his camera, for the front of the house of a vegetable plot, the ancient Inn frequently stopped on his way to stay; is also the size of the camera with a small non-, as well as of his not leave their hands of the kettle, all the way dangling; fool happy like a child, He He's laughing.
Fool share of simple fun, and easy to satisfy the heart, let me envious!
Walk Cen Ha Village, climbed supernatant mountains, and comes in a small village in the valley - Ruo Tan Village.
It was a quiet little village.
Is still in the quiet little village Xian Huang. The village people's lives are so simple, at ease. They look shabby room busy, even though living conditions are not very good, but their faces are always Dangzhe a satisfied smile.
Hanging Gardens - hanging the toilet in a small hillside, is where the most beautiful scenery, Hehe.
Back away, we are still happy I do not know tired.
Walking in the fields, engaged in nature and threw himself to relax.
"Every person's heart needs a quiet house, a foxhole, such as the storm's eye, or the ocean depths, where they can be away from the waves."
In a busy interwoven the years, here, let us away from the city noise, find a party to the Pure Land.
Cen retrace the next village, we walked into the village along the lane, this time, the village is being distributed red paper and candles, is a point bar lights tonight to prepare for.
It seems that I was destined to miss the beauty of the.
If tie can go over the lamp at the point the river, then the multi-US ah!
Back to the River teacher's house, eaten his lunch packed up, or a cane to time along a straight smooth quartzite Road, shake out on the dawn of the beginning. And then through the dawn and long lines under the streets, looking for cars starting kyongwon - one not yet been developed rural areas.
2, Qing source
Vehicles to bypass the winding mountain road, about 4:00, DA Qing source.
Despite the kyongwon not how to develop, but obviously, the visitors played a lot more than the dawn, and the Inn is sign posted everywhere.
Prior to the small set of non-teacher's house in the Zhan good room, because he came home, guests are recommended to another farm.
Farmer's house is made of wood (where the house appears to be the characteristics of each household in the floor are like this), upstairs there are four rooms, the room covered with a new wood new, clean and comfortable.
Rooms small but elegant, is my little heaven and earth.
Pack down along the river walk slowly.
Went to a house before the old scale quite large, a lot of flavor, once must have been a wealthy family.
Probe into: You can come look?
Coming from the house Hutouhunao a little boy, a bit shy, let us into the house, and then took us up to Goya.
After the house inhabited by two elderly people. When I stepped into the high threshold, she single-handedly grabbed my hand gestures. I thought she wanted to visit the fees it received, to the last to know that she was asking me a few o'clock. An old man lived alone in here, evening scene a little bit sad, my heart suddenly cold.
Or walk along the water to the field.
At this point, it was dusk.
A quiet field outside the village. Seemed a bit bleak winter wilderness.
Thin flow of the river is still a long and persistent, occasionally, there are colorful birds flying over a river.
Ringing in the mountains looking at the stand in the has been struck by lightning dead trees, and thought: the Ku Teng, old trees, faint crow, small bridges, flowing water, people. This mood, could have a broken-hearted song in horizon?
Slowly walking in the fields, the Qing Yau enjoy!
Backtrack in the village, or wander in the lane.
I still see the road left and put them into one another a Smelly neighborhood alley, filled pail latrines. Depriving They always said that I was walking with his nose - which foul on where to go!
哈哈!
Tired, lean beauty sitting by the river, lazy in relying on, listening to the flowing water, watching people coming and going in front of the walk, cozy!
At this point, a small non-delivery has always forget to cup of hot tea over, touched!
Although the rough beauty by no Jiangnan refined, but let us also see the IP source of the wealth of the family had quite a few. Now, however, a lot of historic houses have been destroyed, than they used to.
When the sun goes back to residence.
Is still the bed and breakfast, taste very good.
Cold weather, they are too lazy to move.
I am a person holding a jerry a flashlight, walked the riverside.
Cold night, sitting in the river, and looked up the sky, a sky full of stars fall into the eyes, shiny, the United States!
At this point, the door secretly Lane, Qing Ye Shen Chen.
Across the river, and occasionally someone opened the door, dim the lights inside the house suffused with pale yellow, in the dark night in the exceptionally eye-catching. Feel very cordial, and the heart is so close, let me echocardiography, there is the impulse to go into.
Shut the door, and everything, back to the dark.
Sometimes, people who are holding a flashlight through it, hurried footsteps accompanied by Cecil-spoken, and then disappeared in the long, dark lane.
The quiet village, with only the sound is always flooded with water, and the river sat I am.
With flowing water, the memory back to soup mouth, in the cold streets, and jerry, beams, happy fools stood firecrackers, fireworks, lively sloshing in the deserted streets.
The stars were bright that night, a lot of long galaxy hanging in the sky, as well as accompanied by the Big Dipper. At the time I was moved towards the south of the Star cried out: The Starship's beautiful!
With the water, his thoughts wandered back Xitang, last year's evening, we are holding a flashlight in the dark walk through the Lanes, as well as a sky full of l'etoile hand in hand, lively, happy!
Still remember lying on the rock star of the bow looking at ease and satisfaction; still remember, was cheated of my flashlight beam, my rejection in the dark alley, my helplessness and fear; Also, send Sub-Laifeng under the flyover of us innocently, shaking the boat, drinking rice wine ... ...
Xitang memory like a dream, just like yesterday.
Today, still cold as yesterday night, is still a sky full of stars, but, I was the only one alone on the Star.
Still want to find the Big Dipper, but could not find how.
Under the stars, no one with me to share the joy, a little lonely, a little helpless.
Heart, a bit cold.
Alone, heart, immersed in silence.
Perhaps we have become accustomed to with no quiet life, so that the face of silence, it will become a bit pinned down.
Pick up the phone, issued a message to a friend: Qing-source Star beautiful!
Suddenly discovered that silence will bring about good feelings, quiet, with ears to listen to heartfelt voices.
Heard Fool said: thought of street life.
I do not like Rangers, but like to walk freely and fully at ease on the road, more like the feeling of a home, flat solid, secure!
This is my dream.
Stayed until the cold does not go on longer before having left the back residence, and their nest on the sofa together, baked on fire, chatting with.
A kind of feeling of home, warmth!
The warm room, and accompanied by a friend along the way and I feel pretty close.
You are floating around the heart, now calm down.
The morning, and climb with them before the hillside village and accompany them to find scenery.
Overcast conditions, combined with the layout of the village a bit haphazard, hurried down from the mountains is still along the river Xian Huang.
Riverside few people, quiet.
Today is the seventh day, jerry has bought a two-platoon long firecrackers.
Back to the shelter, support from firecrackers with bamboo sticks, borrowed Fool cigarette, lit firecrackers, and then over her ears and hid in the distance, watching the fireworks of Fei Xu floating down a ground of red.
Consolidation pack, or car starting Kwun Hang - our starting point for this walk.
Few cars in the village, I heard that this time the village is a lot of people a happy occasion, the car used in the match on the.
We had no choice but to go outside the village in an attempt to be hailed along the road.
On entrance to the village, we are fortunate to come across a village farmer car, when the car out of the village re-opened when the front seats have been filled a few people, and we had to sit in the back of the car card.
Road bumps, dust. Huang was the fundamental instability of the car seat, in addition to fear became a clay figurine, the has to worry about will always be thrown from the vehicle.
Finally at the junction out of the car, backpack had been covered with a thick layer of loess.
Bumped into a pit to the officer the direction of the car, and quickly sat up.
Is tortuous mountain road, halo!
3, Li Hang
11:00 or so, arriving officer pit.
11:30 or so, the ancient post road the quartzite along the road, we started nearly 10-km journey on foot.
Departure, the small non-specifically asked me whether or not to find a guide to help me back backpack, I shook my head: Try a stroll.
Along the river upstream.
Today, the sun is too intense, only walk a few steps have been sweatshop back.
Heavy backpack, presses, I can not breathe.
Face came a GG and a MM, GG carrying a big, heavy bags, MM is the empty-handed: in front of far yet, and you are now only go 1 / 7 or so.
Been through a steep steep slope, I really was not stand, and stopped to rest.
Small non-down bag, but also attend to rest, to helping me relax, then, is still a cup of hot tea before Di Dao. Grateful! Moved!
The road, near the village, local people came to visit relatives, they are also from post road, separated by several layers of mountains to visit relatives.
The way, they encountered four Beijing's ass, they encourage out: fast, turn the front of that part of the mountain is downhill, not so tired.
With quartzite complex I, this time, looking straight and steep quartzite ladder, not wait for it razed to the ground.
We are glad that Ling-foot walk from the Kwun Hang, it is not even worth.
Let's really not the time, no see waves of golden yellow flowers of rape, but the scene looked very ordinary.
But the mountain breeze Trail, sky blue the apartment. Walking in the mountains quiet yidao, exposure in the absence of the valley, feel the city's noise and regain a moment of calm.
Although tired, but we are still happy with.
3:00 or so, we finally came to Ling-foot village.
Feet from the Ling-Li pit village to find the car almost to the rainbow Sekimura car out of small, asking price is also expensive, not worth it.
Someone in the village one to add the water, we are flying along the loess of the road, about 3 kilometers away to the rainbow Sekimura walked.
Is still leaning on a cane, a difficult walk.
4:00 or so, we entered the back door of the rainbow Sekimura, but also escaped a ticket.
We did not stay through the long alleys, through the ancient camphor trees, came to entrance of the village.
In ancient camphor tree before a thorough looking over for a while, but the amount of traffic did not go to try to cling to a few I could put it, simply because very tired. I would like to take at least 7-8 months I was able to cling to the ancient camphor tree bar.
We are still in the reasonable inquiries into the pit of the car, but the Circuit of those people at the entrance to the village, warning the car we have now no reason to pit, and exhortations for us in rainbow Sekimura sleep.
I felt a small non-people here are too snobbish, and do not like!
We are still efforts to intercept passing vehicles, not sparing even the large trucks, so long as to leave Hong Guan!
5:00 and more, we finally stopped to a farmer car. Unusually high asking price by more than turn to discuss one point is still not diminished, there are slaughtered feeling bad mood!
At this time, dark days have almost no choice but to let him slaughter.
To the reason of that section of pit mountain, as are roads, bumpy get my waist has been almost completely broken, and with dark, all the way frightens.
7:00 or so, Dali pit.
The amazing thing is the staff here, unusually dedicated, actually still stick to their posts, did not escape tickets.
Cloud Creek Villa to find. In an enthusiastic person, under the leadership passed a long black slope, came to Cloud River Villas.
Indeed well-deserved reputation, a small courtyard garden, patio next to the Pianting decorated quite elegant. Unfortunately, no hot water bath, to give up.
Tired, do not want to look around, I finally decided to lead us to Cloud Creek Villa, the home of people who stay there.
Received a home phone, actually out of control homesick.
Fascinated by my leaving, on the road, always afraid to call home.
I was afraid to hear them say: Do not loiter outside for too long, go back!
I am afraid that this trip will be correcting my heart move on.
When they do not live according to Na, pulling pass my phone, I always rush to cover up the husky voice. While the phone apart, Wang Dan, has already heard: they sick? Take that medicine? Go back!
And I always pretending to be easy: nothing!
Eyes, red, and wet.
I know, I run away is to landscape the road is to avoid the eyes of their concerns is to stay away from familiar, depressed city.
On the way, I always moved, in order to landscape the way to a friend along the way, there are always worried about my people.
I also know that I was afraid of the kind of love, but no less than break away from the kind of love. Fear of unfamiliar road ahead, but once again toward the strange times in the distance.
Away, became my worst habit!
Eaten with rice, side dish or a Circuit in the fire. Douzhuo host family's little girl Naozhuo, chat with, a bit like the home feeling.
The morning, or follow them, climb the mountain of the hillside, the whole reason to do in the pit fundus.
The weather is still dark, Daiwa white walls of the village, shrouded with a thin layer of fog.
Back to the visitors have arrived, wandering in the roadway.
Li Hang is indeed a small, no matter how we walk, and ultimately back to the same alley.
The village lane, disorderly, feeling there is no rainbow off good.
Miss on the play and Qing Xiao source!
4 Wuyuan
10:00 or so, we packed up and came to carry on the River, by car to the Tsinghua University.
Today, jerry rush to Nanchang, the return of the.
Fool, transferred from Tsinghua fuchun - Yuanyang Lake.
I and the small non-Li from Tsinghua University to the pit.
12:00 or so, to Tsinghua University.
I and the small non-stick is still looking for the Rainbow Bridge.
In the long curved alley tour Zoulehenjiu, to find the Rainbow Bridge.
Person is not just selling tickets, we are standing in the doorway, the probe into: a simple one bridge, a bit dilapidated.
Then, they walked next to the vegetable plot, the entire bridge is at hand.
For small non-wrote: After reading, it can go.
Small non-frustration: I want you to do not like the task, as good or not!
Oh, for such attractions are not interested in, or like the natural scenery.
Return to the streets, get on to Wuyuan car.
2:00 or so, came to the door of Lee pit.
To see the new arch entrance of new, I do not want to get in.. A small bridge, flowing water, people, but also impossible to attract my interest.
And small non-sitting in the door, looking forward to the next destination.
Finally decided not to catch any of the attractions, back to Wuyuan.
Li Hang out, no car. 2 fool with a cane, along the road, walking and waiting for a train. Silly us, actually on foot hooked.
Stopped the car, returned to Wuyuan, at the station next to the guests who lived under the good.
To lay down their luggage, take the bus to bridge and began our trip in the most corrupt trip.
A large stand at the bridge, want to come to the steamed pockets redfish, as well as fried snails, taste super delicious!
Then, and small non-road along the straight, walked back to hotel.
The long avenue, flanked by the new new hotel.
Walk, Small Non-said: This is one of money can make life difficult ah!
At this point, an ominous premonition, I know, I'm sick.
There is no destination, along the way armed strong, once and for all collapsed.
Do not want to become a liability to the non-small, did not tell him that I had a fever, he had tired enough.
I still insisted on strong.
5, Jingdezhen, Nanchang
Stuffy to sleep last night at midnight wake up, but also believe that they had returned home in.
Today, there is no attraction in time, the only destination: home!
I was really homesick, and never let me in front of the landscape of longing. Now, home is my only, and it is the most beautiful scenery!
11:00 or so, to Jingdezhen had.
And small non-stick, walking in the streets, looking for bus stop.
Like a beggar. We said with a smile, we keep returning for a 300%!
Zoulehenjiu, tired! Still joked: We have to walk begging, discuss Leighton eat good too!
Finally found the bus station.
2:00 pm car.
Time too early, to continue wandering in the streets.
The car was originally 2:00, 3:00 actually more than just pulling out, slip in the station parking lot Shadeng more than an hour!
The car is still the Hun Hun's sleep.
7:00 left, and finally arrived in Nanchang!
Is still on crutches, along inquire about ticket.
When we find a ticket office, is preparing to push into the door when he was immediately stopped: the do's!
Stay for a while before they could react: ticket ah!
Alas, we were really being treated as beggars of beggars along the road! !
The'd like to reserve tickets for tomorrow evening in Nanchang be properly corruption doubled, good to taste jerry duck soup simmer strongly recommended. Unfortunately, there is no tomorrow, the day ticket in Guangzhou, Zhuhai, there is no flight, only the non-stop tonight Zhuhai machine.
Go home like arrows of the heart, so I finally decided to give up to stay in Nanchang, the evening back to Zhuhai.
Of small non-one to stay in Nanchang, rushed to the airport.
Early morning and return to familiar home.
With a natural heart, in the Wuyuan sloshing in 4 days.
Walked with a friend, let me impressed!
Always moved in small non-timely fed to the cup of hot tea, and his heart sinking, the natural; moved by jerry sinking, good find in an ordinary landscape of the heart surprise; moved by the Fool's share of pure pleasure and easy to meet the heart.
Small non, jerry, Fool, let me not bother with you walk a accompany unusual way, is my luck!
Although, we do not see the beautiful scenery. But, away from the familiar to the crowd, away from the city's neon and forget the time clock. In the wandering, the returning to nature, so that the body restless blood, calm down here.
Walk, let's intermittent pale world, recovered a little color.
Walk, let us calmly and quietly doing their favorite thing to do.
Walk, let the real treat yourself approach to life.
Walk, which means true freedom and relaxation.
We will always belong to nature and their own.
Author: silline
