At 6: 20 in the morning, when I had breakfast from Zhenyuan Inn and got on the tourist bus to Fan Jing, the ancient town, which had been busy all night, was still asleep. It's cloudy. We haven't seen the light yet, but we've said goodbye to another destination.
Xiaomei, the tour guide, is a young girl with a baby face, small and lovely, and looks less than 20 years old. She called everyone in the car uncle and aunt, even though she told us that she was 24 years old. It is precisely because of this that everyone forgave her the lack of tour guide service. No one raised any objection to her. In fact, she didn't explain it to us all the way. She didn't say where Fan Jingshan's scenic spots were, what was worth seeing, or the story. It is repeatedly said that there is a two-hour queue to Fan Jingshan, and everyone must be patient. This is not a tour guide, this is clearly a leader, tell everyone: you come with me.
The crooked buildings remind me of visiting Huangshan Mountain many years ago, when my daughter had just entered primary school. There are two mothers with children in our group. Another mother climbed Huangshan Mountain with her five-year-old daughter in high-heeled sandals. The tour guide who took us that time, surnamed Si, was a young man and didn't look very strong. He not only accompanied the whole course, but also walked with the little girl when the road was steep. I also help my daughter from time to time when I encounter difficulties. So that two little girls have been talking about the tour guide's surname "Xiao Si, Xiao Si". There is no such tour guide service now, at least three tour guides accompanying this trip are far from it!
Fortunately, we didn't wait in line for two hours like the tour guide said. It took about 40 minutes to get up from the foot of the mountain and line up all the way to the cable car. This is also the shortest time to queue up for a cable car ride in Fan Jing. However, when we went down the mountain later, the little guide told us that the team behind us had been waiting for nearly two hours. Can I compliment myself on my good character?
To tell the truth, I am writing Fan Jingshan at the moment, but my heart is empty. After such a trip, I didn't really get in touch with anything.
Modern people have long given up the idea of suffering. Moreover, such group tours are not allowed to move freely due to time constraints. For half a day, it is the only choice to take a cableway halfway up the mountain and then climb to the top.
On the mountain road in the rain, sitting in a closed cable car, the scenery outside is almost invisible. Occasionally, some sections don't go down, the outside of the cable car is foggy and raining, and it is almost impossible to get a clear picture. The cable car is also very closed, and you may even feel breathless sitting in the carriage. At this time, there is no sightseeing function by cable car, just a section of traffic.
An old couple took the cable car with us. The old lady revealed that she is 76 years old and gave birth to three daughters. The three daughters rushed to send red envelopes to her mobile phone to wish her a happy birthday. As she spoke, she also put out various POSS in a limited space and asked the old man sitting opposite her to take photos and videos for her. The mental state is super good. My parents are about their age and have three daughters. However, my parents obviously can't afford such a high-load trip.
Get off the ropeway and climb the stairs in the direction of mushroom stone. Teacher Chen said she had to go to the toilet, so I followed. I went to the bathroom and waited in line for about half an hour. There are only three pits, both men and women. Those who go in feel at ease, while those outside line up along the stone steps. People have three urgent needs when they are away from home. Under such circumstances, there is probably nothing anyone can do. Many people complain that scenic spots are not considerate of tourists. Perhaps, scenic spots are also difficult. It is not easy to arrange a toilet in this tiny place halfway up the mountain. It is too difficult to ensure enough seats!
Climbing these steps is not easy. If I was born in a ravine and had a boy's ability to climb mountains, it might be better. For people like me who have never seen the mountains before going out to college and have always been short of breath, it is inevitable that they will gasp after climbing for a while. Others climbed a hundred steps in a row, but I stopped at the twentieth step to slow down.
Don't be scared by me if you can climb some mountains at ordinary times. The steps are not difficult to climb. There is no particularly long steep slope, even the steep and long ramp on the Purple Mountain in front of my house. It takes more than half an hour to get down from the ropeway to Mushroom Rock. But because there are too many climbers, the experience is not good. The mountains are shrouded in clouds, and the field of vision is extremely narrow. In such a narrow field of vision, it is even worse to see more people twittering and climbing mountains.
Some people who parked one or two sedan chairs on a slightly wider platform seem to have no business. Anyway, in the process of climbing the mountain, I didn't see anyone riding in a sedan chair except a couple who came down from the mountain. Seeing these bearers, my heart is actually contradictory. On the one hand, I don't want anyone to ride it. I think it's too difficult to climb the mountain with heavy load when encountering steep steps, especially the person walking behind, whose weight is basically on his shoulders. On the other hand, I have to admit that they are trying to make a living. How can we make money if everyone doesn't come? Is it possible to climb halfway up the mountain every day for sightseeing and wait for him?
Such ambivalence, in fact, as early as more than 1000 years ago, Bai Juyi and his old gentleman wrote clearly in "Selling Charcoal Weng": "Poor clothes, worrying about charcoal and wishing for cold." When I visited Huangshan that year, I also met a pair of such sedan chair people, carrying a fat man who seemed to weigh more than 200 kilograms. The weight of a fat man is probably worth the sum of two sedan chair people (sedan chair people have never seen a fat man anyway). I saw the fat man squinting and enjoying himself in that chair, and the sedan chair bearer frowned, so I wanted to go up and strangle the fat man. I wonder if the fat man in the sedan chair is worried that the bearers in the sedan chair will have soft feet. What if he falls?
Davidia involucrata flowers can be seen from time to time in the mountains, and they all take off like pigeons.
Before going to Fan Jing, a friend told me that Fan Jing is the most beautiful and worthwhile place in Guizhou. As far as the landscape is concerned, it seems right. Even if you search online, it is amazing to see such a fantastic landscape as Hongyun Jinding. Nature's uncanny workmanship, coupled with this extreme top artificial magic, is amazing.
However, I really don't want to come to Fan Jing. Without any explanation, the little guide said that he would have to wait in line for two hours. In fact, he told us a truth: this place is so popular, there are too many tourists, and it is a luxury for you to see the scenery. This is obviously not suitable for a quiet person like me.
The red cloud jinding rumored on the internet is like this. The jinding I shot is like a title map.
The mushroom stone is crowded with people, so it is difficult to take a clear picture. If you still want to take a picture of yourself and no one else in the lens, it is even more impossible, and the lingering clouds are even more difficult. Our foothold is a group of huge stones called Eagle Rock, which is also called "thousands of books" by modern people. Due to years of weathering, the outline of the rock looks like a closed page, and the whole stone looks like a thick stack of books, so it is called "thousands of books".
The legendary "thousands of books" stone is a bit bookish.
On the right of Eagle Rock is Mushroom Rock, and on the right is Laojinding, the highest point in Fan Jing, with an altitude of 2,494 meters. The former Jinding is not far from us, but it is looming in the clouds and can't see the vacuum clearly. Looking to the left from the platform in front of Eagle Rock, it is the new Jinding, also known as Hongyun Jinding. It is said that there are red auspicious clouds around here from time to time, hence the name.
This kind of luck didn't take care of us. Most of what we see is a cloud, and occasionally the cloud clears, revealing some true colors, and it is only the part below the golden dome of the red cloud. Standing on Eagle Rock, I looked at Hongyun Jinding. From right to top, from left to bottom, the flowing crowd looks like a necklace hanging around my neck. This reminds me of the photos taken online from the air of Nanjing Meiling Palace, which is surrounded by just right trees. Seen from the air, it looks like a huge necklace hanging around its neck.
At the Jinding of Hongyun, at the end of this mountain, Sakyamuni Buddha and Maitreya Buddha shook hands and made peace. Two Buddhas in one mountain live next to each other.
Jinding mountain spans two buddhas, of course, I didn't take it.
On the way from Mushroom Stone to Hongyun Jinding, we passed Tianwang Hall, Chengen Hall, and Liao Liao, our entourage. Everyone went to Jinding. Teacher Chen, who had no feeling about climbing mountains, didn't even want to climb mushroom stones at first, only said to wait for me at the ropeway entrance. Finally, I climbed the mushroom stone, and Hongyun Jinding never wanted to go again. I looked up at the entrance of the King Temple, my legs trembled and I gave up climbing the Jinding.
Regret? Sure, a little. Seeing that we were all here, we didn't actually go up there to see for ourselves. It's a little self-deception to say no regrets. However, life is a process of regret. There is no regret here, and there are regrets elsewhere, so I feel relieved when I think about it. Not demanding perfection and leaving no regrets is the real life.
By the way, Sanskrit should read the fourth tone. People in Guizhou pronounce it as the second sound. Is it a misunderstanding? Or is it customary to read like this?