I
In recent years, I've been fortunate enough to stop by quite a few tourist destinations in China because of my work. I am obviously a bit picky about the choice of tourist attractions. Or have a long historical background, or deep humanistic colors. If a landscape is too young, because I did not know the bottom, to understand, even if I have arrived at the front door, I will not discount the road back home. A number of times, so that the companion friends at a loss for words, thinking it is some kind of place to slow me down. But I laughed and said that I just suddenly lost my spirit and wanted to go back to sleep for a while.
Later, I went to Jiuzhaigou, and realized that my interest is not only in the old and decrepit monuments of the millennium. It seems that the younger you are, the more charming and lovely the natural landscape is. The so-called "Huangshan return not to see the mountains, Jiuzhai return not to see the water" is early heard of. But once upon a time, I only heard about it, and in the bottom of my heart I couldn't specifically perceive it, so I didn't have a more imminent heartbeat and tremor. To see the water in Jiuzhai, whether it is a lake, spring, waterfalls, streams, or rivers, beaches, streams, the sea, all clean the heart Maundy eyes, fresh and pleasant. Along the way, there is a virgin-like quiet, there is also a horse-like gallop, there is a fairy-like floating, there is also a philosopher-like silence. High recitation read aloud in the middle, between the low singing, Jiuzhai's elves Jiuzhai's water, will be unconsciously in a lowered head, a tilt of the eyebrow at the time of the flow into the human heart, has been flowing to the bottom of the deepest.
So I understand that the previous rejection of a landscape, often just out of preconceived prejudices. This prejudice, sometimes just let us miss a great view, and more often, may let us miss the way above the many good people, or even miss the whole life. Looking back at Jiuzhaigou, not only to revisit the beautiful picturesque scenery on earth, but also a life journey of self-reflection.
Two
When I entered the ditch in the morning, the weather was a bit gloomy. The line is not too far, really floating up a fine rain like silk. A grain of gently fell on the face, tickling people, the mood did not follow the gloomy, actually more and more comfortable up. In fact, in my opinion, such rain particles can not be called real rain. Her descent, to more like a hairy chicken duster, brushed on the dry skin, but increased the infinite comfort. Then remembered these years to the place, whether Emei, Stone Forest, or West Lake, Qionghai, many times are such a person silently traveling in this fine rain. The first time you turn around, the years will be in this drizzle gradually confused.
Along the Shuzheng ditch slowly forward, after the lotus leaf cottage, to a light green shallow beach. The beach is covered with poplar, azalea, pine and cypress, willow and other trees, high and low, a mixture of each other. The crystal clear water flowed slowly. Trees in the beach in different forms, or handsome and elegant, or quiet as Zhi, some as a gnarled dragon lying in the pool, some like a flying phoenix in the sky. From a distance, it looks like a giant bonsai, eye-catching.
Bonsai Beach, this is the first unique scenery I saw after entering the ditch. Though I was not interested in real bonsai before, I always thought that people who love beauty only care about entertaining their own eyes, but forget that they are imprisoning innocent lives, however, when I saw such a natural bonsai, I unconsciously had more than a few moments of amazement. In fact, no matter how exquisite the artificial sculpture, will not be able to compare to the natural and decorated without doing. Only in the unrestrained natural environment, bonsai can show its true content and beauty. Such a simple truth is often ignored by people, just because people are too eager to seek beauty. Seek and can not, or seek and mistakenly get, so no beauty and mistaken beauty from then on the proliferation of open.
But the real beauty of Jiuzhaigou is not in the bonsai, but in the water. Scattered in the ditch large and small natural lakes, known as the sea. It is said that the total sea here *** have 108, the smallest area of less than half an acre, the longest long sea is about 7 kilometers and a half long. For the sea so called I like. One is where with "son", it seems to be more intimate; two is the sea I have seen, the sea and the real sea is of course completely two concepts, but they also have some *** with the same characteristics, such as pure blue. If you want to understand the sea as the sea's children, although it is very far-fetched, but in terms of personal experience, it is not too much; the most important when the third point, the sea is my favorite poet. In the beginning, people called these lakes the sea, may not necessarily think of the poet Hai Zi. Today, the coincidence of their designation obviously adds to my sense of closeness to Jiuzhaigou. I seem to read one of Hai Zi's poems from one of the lakes, and read the gorgeous but silent song of life.
The beauty of the Sea of Reeds, the Wolong Sea, the Shuanglong Sea, and the Sea of Sparks ...... along the way can truly be described as overwhelming. Eight sides of the tourists came like a rush to hurry to march in the ditch. Every to a landscape, many people stopped to pose, take pictures as a souvenir. For this kind of travel, many people have shown deep disdain. It seems that such a shallow taste is stopped, then from now on spoiled the sacred and elegant tourism. Even for those who are positive, most of them only consider it from the perspective of boosting the economy. In their eyes, tourism is nothing but numbers and percentages. I have to admit that sometimes I can't help but be a fan. Apart from time constraints, for most people, there is really no need to delve into the so-called inner meaning of tourism, so as to get closer to the deeper essence of the places they visit. Of course, there is no need to bring Xu Xiake and Marco Polo as role models. They came here, is just a simple purpose: relaxation. Relax your nerves, relax your mind. In a new environment, to get a new self. Yes, they have dedicated most of their lives to their units, their leaders and their families, and now, all they ask is to go back to their selves for a few days or even a little while. The moment they pose in front of the camera, they either really realize that life can really be so arbitrary, freely designed and unrestrained. I would like to believe that the external landscape has long lost its meaning to them. What they really want is not the view, but their own selves.
While I was thinking about this, I was already following the flow of people in front of me to Shuzheng Qunhai.
Stopping to look at, a sea next to another sea, as if the terraces generally spread out. Gray-yellow calcified lake embankment, the blue sea water is divided into a small piece of a small piece, exquisite chic and unique. Above the water in the sea and fall down the dike to the sea below, a wide screen like a curtain, silver quivering, sparkling eye-catching. Above the lake embankment, covered with low shrubs, green mixed with yellow, the trees on both sides of the red leaves are not lacking. In a flash, the various colors of yellow, blue, red, and green came together, and the visual nerve produced a wave of unprecedented excitement in an instant.
In Jiuzhaigou, this is the first time I have seen this kind of collective appearance of the sea. I don't know if it's because I've been alone for too long, but in front of the individual seafood, I can feel their precious self-respect and dignity, but I can't get rid of that clearness and coldness in my heart. Only in Shuzheng Qunhai, I seem to have experienced the safety and sincerity that I have never experienced before. I was so careful to stay away from the crowd, hiding in a secluded corner, carefully grooming myself. I thought that only in this way could I obtain what I wanted to obtain. But nothing comes from the sky, much less without a price. You have to pay for it with your intolerable loneliness. Often, to the extent that you choose and practice loneliness, to the extent that you can be rewarded accordingly. But man is ultimately a collective animal. By nature, he cannot be separated from his own kind. Therefore, even if I see only a group of sea son, also seems to find a long-lost sense of collective belonging. As a matter of fact, this feeling has been there since the moment I walked out of my house, only that it seems particularly strong at this moment.
Perhaps the only right choice for me is to try my best to get into Shuzheng Qunhai, experience and appreciate it to the fullest, and then move on to the new attractions in front of me with ease.
I walked slowly, and it was almost one o'clock in the afternoon by the time I reached Norilang Falls. At this pace, it would be difficult to tour both the remaining Rizhegou and Zerjagwa Gorge in the afternoon. And the date of my trip schedule, and only allows me to enter the ditch to play time is one day. So, I had to make a choice. Pick the one I wanted to visit the most out of the two ditches. The three main ditches of Jiuzhaigou form a very graphic "y" shape. Right now, I am at the intersection of the three main ditches. The problem is that I have never been to the remaining two ditches, so how do I know which one I want to go to the most?
Perhaps our whole lives are spent in this constant confusion, and in this confusion we are constantly forced to choose. In the end, I was bored and remembered the simple rule of "men left, women right". I chose to go to the left: Jagwa Gully. There is no serious reason for such a choice, and it is even almost absurd. In fact, in our lives, how many choices are not completed in such an absurd process? Later returned to Chongqing, inadvertently glanced at the "Jiuzhaigou travel map", only to find that I had actually and Jiuzhaigou's most famous pearl beach waterfalls rubbed shoulders. Because the pearl beach waterfall is not in Zajiawa Gully, but in Rize Gully. However, regret is useless. You have made a choice, you have to bear all the consequences of this choice. What's more, even if I had chosen Rize ditch, who can guarantee that I will not therefore for the lost opportunity to view the Zajagwa ditch long sea and suddenly regret it?
Before going into Zegwa ditch, I want to see Norilang waterfall first.
Norirang Falls, with a drop of 20 meters and a width of 300 meters, is the widest of the many waterfalls in Jiuzhaigou. In Tibetan, Nuorilang means "male god" and also means "great and tall". Nuorilang Waterfall is also referred to as a majestic waterfall. Torrential stream from the top of the waterfall cascading down, such as silver curtains fluttering, and as a white horse crossing the gap. The sound of thunder, like ten thousand horses, and like a thunderclap. Misty water, intuition of a cold air straight to the heart. According to a tour group in front of the tour guide, if in the morning to come here, the sunshine, often seen a rainbow lying across the valley, the Norilang waterfall rendered more outstanding, charming.
From the mouth of this guide, I also heard about the Norilang Waterfalls moving legend. Legend has it that a long time ago, there was no waterfall here, and the top of the waterfall was flat and level, just like a natural platform. One year, the monk Zalmud returned from a long journey to bring back to the people of the Bay Leaf Sutra, iron plowshare and hand-cranked spinning wheel. Beautiful and intelligent Tibetan girl Ruoyi fruit in Zalmud's guidance, quickly learned to use the spinning wheel spinning. In order to let more sisters come to learn this craft, the kind-hearted girl set up the spinning wheel on the platform at the junction of the three ditches. Passing sisters can easily see, many people have come to observe and learn. Therefore, this place is also called "spinning platform". The ferocious head of the Luozha think RuoYiGuo is engaged in crooked way, cage Luo people. So he brought a group of family slaves to the textile platform, brutally kicked the innocent and lovely girl off the cliff. While this was going on, a sudden flash flood rolled in. In an instant it swept Roza and his accomplices off the cliff. The former girl's textile platform then became today's Norilang Waterfall.
About this legend, I did not go to investigate its origin. The beautiful and charming Ruoyi fruit buried at the bottom of the cliff, not too cruel, this aspect also seems to warn people, even though the world is full of beautiful and moving things, but the evil and ugly never disappeared from our sight. Roza paid the price for his evil deeds, but perhaps there are still millions of Rozas who are escaping or have escaped punishment.
Only Norilang waterfall is still running day after day. On one side, it eulogizes the beloved girl with affection, and on the other side, it angrily accuses the abominable evil.
Suddenly, Jiuzhaigou is a master of plot construction. Excitement and inhibition, climax and trough, movement and static, beauty and ugliness ...... are all in her planning and control.
Three
At Changhai, there is no longer any rain overhead. The sky, which was already very clean and quiet, was even clearer and brighter, spotless. Standing on the observation deck, there is a new wind blowing on the face. Although there is a general coldness, but refreshingly refreshing. At an altitude of more than 3,000 meters above sea level, the Changhai Sea shows her solitude and arrogance away from the world. This deep waters, Jiuzhaigou's largest sea, quietly resting in the mountains between the valleys, like a virgin to maintain their own gorgeous and fascinating dream. Along the way, the other sea almost all can see the bottom at a glance, only here, but hidden a different kind of beauty. Deep and misty, open and shy, all reveal her lovely and mysterious. The mountains on both sides of the pale fir towering, dense vegetation. The first thing you need to do is to get in the middle of it, as if you are already in the heavenly realm of Penglai.
The opposite side of the Changhai, snow-capped peaks. Ice bucket, U valley and other glacial landscape, majestic, straight to the eye. As one of the five best things about Jiuzhaigou, the Snow Peak is more like a wonderful symbol of the culture of Kamba, standing at the very top of Jiuzhaigou for many years, pointing straight up to the sky, quietly guarding this side of the beautiful mountains and rivers.
In the hunting wind, I seemed to see the water is dancing hundreds of thousands of warped streamers, like the gods as gently plucked my heart. Although I know, as a mortal, no one can really stand to the heights of life overlooking the world. However, when I inadvertently look back at that instant, I did feel their own transcendent and secular. The road has been hidden in the rolling waves of the forest, and I am silently standing on the top of the road.