It can be sad for autumn and hurt for winter, it can mean that spring scolds summer, it can give a warm hug to stray dogs in lonely rain, and it can also give them a gorgeous foot caused by natural and man-made disasters when watching ants fight with compassion. And I woke up in my dream at 5: 00 a.m. 15 a.m. and was moved by the most simple and sincere humanity in the novel. When paper towels covered with snot and tears can't stop this inexplicable grief, I have to cover my mouth hard to prevent my cowardly sobs from disturbing my sleeping roommate. At this moment, the softest voice about youth in my heart is surging unscrupulously. That year, in a poor place called Blue Sky Shennongjia, a story about five people happened.
A trip that just leaves.
Everyone has a trip to leave without asking why.
There was no soul-stirring, no soul-stirring, but the scenery and joy along the way were harvested. A few days before the National Day of 20 12, I learned from Xiaochang that she was going to travel to Shennongjia. It is not surprising that Yao Yao and Niangao are two girlfriends. As a boy and a half-owner of Shennongjia, I decided to join them and explore this long-awaited relaxing place not far from my town.
Before leaving, we considered several routes and finally decided to take the one from Shiyan to Shennongjia, which will pass through our county. This is a tortuous route, but it is also a route with constant surprises and finally proved to be very wise.
On the afternoon of the 30th, as soon as the school had a holiday, we went to the old city gate with parcels and money, took a bus to Jingmen, and then took a train from Jingmen to Shiyan in the evening. The train arrived at Jingmen Station at 1 1 59 in the evening. We met many fellow villagers, mostly from the counties around Shiyan, some from Jingzhou and some from Jingmen. They met for dinner together, and two dozen people sat on two big tables, which was very lively. After the break, no one remembered who it was. Maybe this is the fun of the journey.
1 arrive at Shiyan station at 4: 00 am, wash in a hurry and take a bus to Fangxian county. At six o'clock, the bus arrived at the county seat. At this time, it was just dawn, and sitting by the window could feel the cold breath. In the mountain city in early autumn, the air in the morning is moist and slightly cold. I suggest going to my high school, and then under a section of Ming city wall, walk along the city wall for about 100 meters to get to the gate. Fangxian No.1 Middle School, the highest institution of learning in Fangxian, formerly known as Mu Qing Academy, lies quietly in the morning light, serene and solemn. Mu Qing Square is clean and quiet, and the crooked willows and small blue ponds in the northwest corner are still curled up in their corners, with no trace of time. Memories are the same as before.
Go to the ancient corridor to drink a bowl of authentic black rice porridge and eat a delicious egg roll. It smells like high school. Several people praised the boss for his good workmanship, so they agreed to have a chance to try it again, but they all knew that the chance was slim.
When I walked to Fangxian Bus Station, I found that there was no direct bus to Muyu Town. Muyu Town is the nearest town to Shennongjia Scenic Area. After discussion, I have to buy a ticket to Baisong Town, and I will make plans when I arrive in Baisong Town. Sitting in the battery car commonly known as "Sunshine Express", I visited a circle of county towns. Eventually, due to fatigue all the way, several people lacked interest. The ticket is at 1: 30 in the afternoon, and it's still early, so I suggest going to a hot spring when I have time, which is also to wash away the fatigue of running around. Several girls are very excited and ready to go to Tang Chi Hot Springs in the eastern suburb of the county seat.
When waiting for the bus to go to the hot spring, Xiaochang was sharp-eyed and saw a young man carrying a travel bag communicating with a brother with a map. Let's go up and ask, which happens to be a trip to Shennongjia. We learned from chatting that the young man surnamed Li is an office worker in Wuhan, and he is going to Shennongjia to relax during the "Eleventh" holiday. This is the little plum who joined us later. After some discussion, we decided to charter a car to Muyu Town.
Looking for a brother to talk about the price, he was hesitating that the price was too high when a voice came: "Are you going to Shennongjia?" Take my car. I just want to go back to Muyu. " This is a young man. The bus back to Muyu happened to be empty. Earlier, when he heard our conversation with his brother, he accosted us and wanted to give us a ride. The asking price is reasonable. Three hundred dollars for five people. Maybe it was too smooth, and Mei Zi hesitated. After all, she has been working outside for several years. Plum has more social experience than we do, and she is very cautious about strangers when she goes out. The driver simply knew that I was a local and showed me my ID card directly. He is indeed from Fangxian county, so we dismissed our concerns and returned the ticket to go to the parking lot of the supermarket with him.
Car master's name has the word "tiger", so I call him Brother Tiger. Emoko is a very interesting person. He is not particularly old, but he can understand the feelings of us tourists, so the speed is not fast. He will stop to take pictures when he meets the good scenery along the way. Emoko even stopped under a chestnut tree by the roadside, and there were many golden chestnuts hidden in the grass under the tree.
At noon, after eating an authentic farm food in a farmhouse in savage valley Town, we formally set foot on the mysterious Shennongjia.
Youth is nothing but eating, drinking and having fun.
Small town? Iron bridge? Osmanthus fragrans rice wine
An ideal place to live seems to always have a small town, an iron bridge, osmanthus flowers and a bowl of yellow rice wine.
Muyu Town is not big, very small, embedded in the hills and valleys surrounded by peaks, like the stamens in a flower. However, as the nearest town to Shennongjia's main scenic spot, it is not deserted, but it is very lively because of the arrival of the National Day. And our party suddenly broke in at four or five o'clock in the town and found peace in the golden shadow across the mountain.
Emoko's van took us along the mountain road to the town. Due to the limited valley area, the town has only one-way lane, which means that the main road of the town is circular. The car turned half a circle from the right hand side to the town center, and all kinds of motor vehicles parked neatly on the left hand side of the road. At that time, I couldn't remember the direction of the southeast and northwest.
Although the town is small, it has everything, including stations, supermarkets, restaurants and shops. Even because of scenic spots, there are four-star hotels. It can be seen that this town is very modern. Of course, you can also see some ancient elements in the town, such as mottled stone dikes and earth temples along the river, and old attics made of wooden boards. Walking in a small town, I can't help but calm down. Maybe it's because I'm in the deep mountains, but the noise seems to be filtered by the fresh air, and the whole world is green.
The streets in the town are very clean. Although most people living in the town are local residents, they seldom see big rubbish on the road. As a pearl in Shennongjia primeval forest, it is inevitable to meet some "mountain products". There are many specialty stores selling common "mountain products" such as Camellia, Lentinus edodes, Auricularia auricula and Ganoderma lucidum in northwest Hubei. At this time, chestnuts and kiwifruit are off the shelves, so bags of kiwifruit packed in net bags can also be seen at the gates of some shops and stalls, which are quietly waiting for the favor of tourists. Not far away, the golden and full Shennongjia chestnut, which is being stir-fried in the sand of a large iron pot, exudes an attractive aroma.
/kloc-The town in October has not only the taste of ripe autumn fruits, but also the taste of sweet-scented osmanthus. This is the season when cinnamon blossoms. I don't know much about osmanthus, I don't know her habits, I don't know her varieties, and I can't tell her height, but I like osmanthus very much! I like the freshness of Gui Xiang and the elegance of flowers. There are neat osmanthus trees growing on both sides of the roads in the town. In this season, they bloom their beauty silently, but they don't show off. They just greet every visitor with the simplicity of the whole valley.
It was already evening when we came back from Xiangxiyuan scenic spot next to the town. The town began to light the lights in the pale twilight, and then we had time to look at the whole town carefully. Walking on the main road on foot is probably like a tired bird returning to its nest. Everyone who went out to play during the day has returned to town. So you can hear loud noises different from those during the day. On the right side of the road is a small river, the legendary Xiangxi of Zhaojun's tears. On the other side of the river is a peninsula, brightly lit and shouting, connected to the town by an iron bridge. The iron bridge is more than ten meters long, with iron cables on the left and right sides, and a layer of wooden boards on the bridge deck. Perhaps this is the iron cable bridge when the Red Army crossed the Dadu River. We set foot on the iron chain bridge and walked towards the mysterious peninsula. The bridge shook for a while. After arriving at the location, I saw that the customers were full and crowded, and the owner and waiter greeted each other with a smile, except "please sit down, guest officer." I saw several boards erected, and the wolf wrote "roast whole sheep" and "roast whole donkey". After a few steps, he quickly fled back. At the end of the iron lock bridge, several naughty children jumped about on the bridge, scaring several girls to jump with them, needless to say.
Back in town, I found a hot pot restaurant to eat hot pot. Although it's a little expensive, I can eat wild vegetables like bracken. I'm also glad you came. Pick up the room key from Tiger Brother on the way. Only then did I know that Emoko opened a yellow hotel, which specializes in selling Fangling yellow rice wine shipped from real estate county. Emoko is also very generous. I heard that I like to drink yellow rice wine, and gave me two bottles without saying anything. When I returned to the hotpot restaurant and tasted the special food in my hometown, I felt a warm and beautiful feeling.
When I first arrived in town, I fell in love with this quiet and fragrant little world.
On this night, the Mid-Autumn Festival is a full moon.
There are no savages in Shennongjia
There are no barbarians in this world. They said that if there were more of them, there would be savages.
Emoko's home in the town became our temporary family hotel, and even Emoko himself was packaged as our tour guide.
We set off at dawn the next day. The temperature in Shennongjia is very low in the morning. You can feel the wet beads hanging in the condensed air. When you breathe, your lungs are cold. Even if you wear a thick coat, you can't help shivering. The car passed through the fog in the early morning, and through the fuzzy window, you could see the hazy mountains in the distance and the neat tea garden nearby. This kind of trip is very quiet.
The ticket office has gathered tourists from all over the country, and buses and cars are neatly parked in the square. As a local, Tiger Brother has his own ticket purchasing channels. Several of us also took advantage of this time to find an uncle to take pictures of us. A very common avalokitesvara with thousands of hands, behind which is a new day rising in Ran Ran, emitting a vigorous light, fixed in the depths of the virgin forest that is difficult to meet again.
After that, I grew up for nearly three hours, but I won't be lonely because of the scenery along the way. In such a pure natural forest, any place is the most beautiful scenery. Natural and primitive, true and simple. At the beginning, there were tall grass all the way, and it is still growing luxuriantly in this season. Stretching branches and leaves lie lazily on the road, flirting naughtily from the window glass from time to time, and giving out bursts of "hahaha" laughter. The mountains are getting higher and higher, and the fog in the morning gradually dissipates and is exposed under the sunlight.
The green and red mixed scenery of the whole space. The higher the mountain, the thicker the red, but it is the real joy of maple leaf red. The sky is always blue, pure as a blue curtain, and there is not even a cloud. I don't know when the rice cake and Yao Yao snuggled up to each other and fell asleep. Their glasses hung half over their faces, showing their innocence. Plum and I have a special liking for the scenery outside the window, and we are not sleepy at all.
We stopped at Shennongding for a while. Weeds and arrow bamboo are overgrown, and they are all yellow at this time. Tourists, like weaving, take photos, take photos and remember them in this highest place in Central China. The stone engraved with the elevation of Shennongding is regarded as the object of conquest and display by most people here. For a moment, I didn't even think it should stand on this mountain. Perhaps, it is the best choice to stay quietly in remote Shan Ye or in the dark underground. Unfortunately, it will never understand the arrogance as a person.
Near noon, we finally arrived at the destination of this trip-Dajiu Lake. It is hard to imagine such a landscape in the virgin forest surrounded by mountains. The flat and vast grassland is dotted with countless lakes, large and small, and there are 9 larger lakes, which may be the reason for the name of Dajiu Lake. When I got off the bus, a cool breeze passed by, which immediately dispelled the tiredness on the bus. Taking a deep breath of the cool air in the mountains, we set foot on this long-awaited spiritual shrine with a heart of enjoyment.
Memories have blurred the subtle landscape at that time, but the thatch and reeds that fluctuate with the wind and the striking clover that glows green in the sun in the Yuan Ye of Dajiu Lake are forever imprinted in the depths of the soul.
The path paved with planks leads to the depths of Dajiu Lake, and the roadside paved with planks is a large overgrown Yuan Ye. I like to see patches of thatch and reeds best. This season, they have gone to the head, leaving only a hollow pole with clusters of white fluff, like white dog tail grass, which grows quietly and unobtrusively in vilen. Leaning on the wooden chair under the tree, the whole body stretched and relaxed, and a gust of wind passed, only to see pieces of white dog tail grass dancing with the wind. White fluff is flying all over the sky with the wind, brushing from the head and face, with soothing tenderness. At this moment, my heart melted.
Fold off two thatches, one in your mouth and the other in your hand, and walk to the depths of the mountain. Walking through a forest, my eyes suddenly opened again. The eyeful of green makes you wonder if you are in a mountain three or four kilometers above sea level. A large clover suddenly appeared in front of me without warning, which surprised me. I fell in love with this green land in an instant. Unlike the yellow grass and reeds in Yuan Ye, the whole world of clover is green, and the dense leaves are spread on the ground layer by layer, paving a layer of softness leading to the heart. The surrounding mountains are green, too. I lay on the soft clover and looked at the two paths extending into the distant Woods in the clover under the blue sky, and my heart was empty and clear. When some girls came, I fell asleep in this green embrace. This piece of green is the peace of mind that I have been pursuing for a long time. In the pure land far away from the world, I want nothing.
The Great Nine Lakes behind here have no attraction for me anymore.
On the way back, we stopped at Banbiyan and Shennong Valley to explore the remains of savages. In these two places, Shennong Valley is considered to be the place where the savage first lived. Shiban claimed that modern scientists found the savage's hair here. Now, an empty valley is faint, leaving only stone pillars and narrow valleys to arouse tourists' reverie; A towering wall, bamboo shoots, cuckoo forest, tourists woven, there is no shadow of a savage. On the contrary, I'm glad there are no barbarians here. If there is, it will be another disaster for biology.
When we came to Shennongding, there was not much time left for us, but we decided to climb Shennongding once, otherwise, we would have regrets. There is a hero list at the entrance of the scenic spot, which records the names of people who have been to Shennongding for the shortest time. The top record is only 20 minutes. Passing through the gate of the scenic spot with the words "green ladder" written in gold paint is the ladder with 2999 steps, and Shennongding stands at the end of the ladder. The ladder is paved with marble slabs of the same size, with corresponding numbers as reminders every 100 step, and thick chains on both sides as handrails. About 1800 steps is a spacious platform, where we rest. Looking from the platform, you can already have a panoramic view of most of Shennongjia's landscapes. On the edge of the platform, there are five stout pillars engraved with poems sung by Jia Yu/Kloc-0, the county magistrate of Fangxian County, during his first expedition to Shennongjia in 942. As the first generation of pioneers, he would never have thought that Shennongjia, which was remote and barren at the beginning, would become a famous tourist attraction in China after more than half a century. Start over. Because of the time, it's just me and the rice cake. Yao Yao has given up climbing the mountain. It's getting late, and many tourists who have reached the top of the mountain have come down one after another, and they all give encouragement when they see us. A six-year-old girl, held by her father, told us that "the scenery at the top of the mountain is beautiful." When we reached the top of the mountain, there were no tourists. They stood side by side on the stone steps that read "2999" and asked the scenic spot manager to take a photo for us as a witness to the summit. It was already dark at this time, and the whole mountain peak was wrapped in thick clouds. It is really impossible to appreciate the magnificent scenery of "other mountains looking at the sky" But this cauldron standing on the top of the mountain, nearly ten meters high, is amazed at the wisdom of human beings. Anyone who reaches the summit will know that the scenery is second, and the most important thing is the process of reaching the summit.
No savage was found in Shennongjia.
My hometown, the name is savage valley Town.
Non-flowering distiller's grains
I planted a distiller's grains in the soil in spring, and after spring and summer, the distiller's grains fermented and rotted underground. It didn't bloom after all.
I often look at that photo taken at Shennongding. You and I are standing in the hay all over the mountain, and behind us is a blue sky that can never see the edge. I dare not hold your arm after all. In retrospect, I can still hear the surging heartbeat at that time.
On the first National Day of the university, a group of 2B men and women who just entered the university rode cheap rented bicycles and wandered around this strange but familiar city. I saw you for the first time by the railing of Baota Bay. Behind it is the Yongshou Pagoda.
The beginning of a relationship. Bitter, but warm.
I will be silent in front of you for no reason, no matter how many languages are stranded, I don't know where. Stare at every angle you can see.
At the fun sports meeting, I ran the last 20 meters behind your back and didn't get the place. Suddenly I feel that you are not so light. And badminton doubles. I didn't take you to the first place. My sophomore year in the student union was probably my happiest time. After class, you walk with me to the bike, and I'll drive you to the duty room not far away. This seems to be the only tacit understanding. Not far away, I always ride slowly, so slowly that I hope I will never reach the finish line. When you are on duty, watching you quietly reading in the halo through the sunshine in the glass gap, naughty dust will sneak into the tiny fluff on your face, accompanied by the occasional rustling of pencils across the title page. The whole duty room is solidified with unspeakable tenderness. Later, I changed my mind and stayed in the student union for another year, but I just stubbornly thought I would be closer to you, but I drifted away.
The time in Shennongjia is your closest memory to me. In that blue sky, in the most primitive scenery, you show the most natural and sincere smile, maybe that's the original you. Those photos about you recorded by mobile phone are packed in the deepest memory.
Brother B once asked me: What about you and Yao Yao?
I said: As a result of fate, I have passed the age of simple love. At that time, my eyes were far away and there was no end in sight, but my heart was very painful. In the world of love, there is more than just love.
Maybe I am weak, but in my eyes, love should not only be sympathy, but also help each other.
Holding your hand and growing old with your son is better than waiting silently and blessing silently. I remembered that sentence again: some people, even if they don't belong to themselves, meet and hate each other.
Butterflies can't fly to the sea after all.
The end of youth
I looked at the yellow land and suddenly realized that the scenery in spring and summer that I ignored was called youth.
Two years later, the team of five people who conquered the roof of Central China had already left and hurried in their own scenery.
My partner's Communist Youth League secretary, the rice cake, is also the only person who accompanied me through the 2999 marble steps and finally boarded Shennongding to take pictures and see the scenery. However, he was the first person who jumped out of the secular world to find his own happiness, and now he is enjoying the sweet time after marriage. When we meet again after a year off, she may drag her girl and call me senior. On our wedding day, Xiao Chang and Yao Yao and I went to witness her happiness. Xiao Chang is her maid of honor, delivering the wedding ring to the end on the other side of the red carpet. As the best friend, Yao Yao spent the last day with her like a family. I received the roses she threw from the stage. I am her matchmaker.
Xiao Chang, a fellow who loves literature and art, is often called Yi Daha by me, but his surname is not Chang. Just like her fiery personality, she experienced a lightning-fast love, broke up, and then plunged into the postgraduate entrance examination army at the end of the university, becoming a bookslave who fought in the dormitory, canteen and study room for 3: 12 hours every day. I just don't know how confident she is when she shouts "Not this year, World War II next year".
Yao Yao, the story isn't over yet, so be it. She and I don't have many stories after all. This seemingly fragile and powerful girl grew up alone with three times the salary on this National Day, which made me a proofreader who was still working but didn't have overtime pay jealous. Every night, she still falls asleep reading novels with her mobile phone and waits for the next morning in a stable dream.
For Xiao Lizi, it is like an accidental encounter with fate. After leaving Shennongjia, I almost forgot the rivers and lakes. There is not much contact, just occasional simple communication through the internet. He is still the big man who wants to relax for a while in the fast-paced city life. Maybe now, like when we first met, he started another National Day trip with a big travel bag on his back, but there is another half around him who cares about each other.
And I, in a cultural company, do a high-end job called liberal arts editor, do a proofreading job, and squeeze the morning and evening bus life with big black eyes every day. The only luck is that I like my job. Now sitting in an office without holidays and overtime pay, I envy those lucky people who can have a good time during holidays or get three times their salary in their spare time. By the way, I remembered the story of five people in a distant afternoon and an autumn.
Everything, that's all.
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There is no youth from now on.