It's another year of spring and March, and the most memorable thing about Jiangnan is the small bridges and flowing water, apricot blossoms, green stone rainy alleys, and swallows flying diagonally. The weather in the north is still hibernating in the cold, but the sun in Jiangnan has warmed up to almost blazing.
"Flowers and flowers bloom into the sea, the sea and rise to let the water flooded," the speaker Qi Yu sang the old song left by San Mao, the familiar melody let me a trance, as if back to childhood hiding in the attic secretly with a tape recorder to play around to find the tape of the old days.
Memories will always be gentle mouth, must be wuyuan wild has been dyed into the yellow of the mountains, although no sand and story, but also not lack of that warm and poetic romance. Then go to wuyuan bar again, already can't remember this is the first few times wuyuan tour, his early tour to this time, wuyuan tourism commercialization of the footsteps has just begun, a turn of the eye a white horse passes the gap, time as sand slipped in the fingers actually do not know how many years have passed.
Walking strangers, smoke and water, occasionally stop low brow, listen to a flower interpretation of the fragrance of life, the far side of an elegant Huanghuang, as if the sunshine bloomed in the ocean; Daiwa white walls, light smoke long alley, hold a oil-paper umbrella, cover the low over the eaves of the light and the window, listen to the breeze blowing over the bag, rain in the corner playing the music; Ancient village ancestral halls, a single bridge across the river, the foothills of the cooking smoke curling up, streams under the trees there are Raccoon girl whacking clothes, I wait in the countryside roadside, looking forward to meet inadvertently a; original at this time wuyuan, is still the old days model.
Taking high speed train and rolling around for several hours, arriving at Wuyuan station in the evening, the station is not far from the county town, taking a taxi about ten dollars to arrive at the business district. Today, we stayed at the Huadu Hotel, which is located in the busy part of the county, adjacent to the Wuyuan Cultural Square and Landscape Bridge, and downstairs is a dining street. The driver of the two cabs recommended that the "family" restaurant tastes good, and locals often eat here.
How to wait too long at meal times, and finally went to a review of the list of "Memories of Jiangnan" restaurant, the taste is still good, there are Hui dietary characteristics, paste tofu, steamed pork, steamed fish, stinking gui fish, Taihe rice poi is its signature, the county restaurant prices are very fair, all because of the peak season for tourists and price gouging. As the saying goes, "the long bridge is full of lights, drink and wait for the time to return." You can hike to the Landscape Bridge to enjoy the lights of the Long Bridge.
Ride the first ray of morning sunshine to the Moon Bay, early in the morning, the morning fog like a veil over the water, white walls, tiles, golden flowers, green water in a haze of smoke and water in a haze of illusion, the boatman held up a bamboo raft raft on the lake, occasionally thrown fishing nets were dyed in the morning sunshine into the golden fog, in which, as if based on a volume of ink painting, and deeper and further, vaguely shrouded in the infinite! The rain is as fine as sorrow in the dream world.
The best angle for viewing and photographing Moon Bay is on the hillside across the road, with two trails to the top, one narrow and treacherous and no one to charge, and one flatter but with a ten-dollar entrance fee. The mountain built a viewing platform, you can watch the complete crescent shape of the lake, when the rape flowers bloom into the sea, but also when the sunrise and sunset, the whole world seems to be painted into a brilliant but not strong gold.
What is the word of the ink? The rain washes away the sorrows, the water is like a hook, the moon is like a hook, half a piece of smoke is lost in the blue wave flow. Climbing high heaven and earth is far away, Qingping floating cloud building, mountain leisurely, wind leisurely, ten thousand miles of green mountains a lonely boat.
The cost of the bamboo raft ride is about 10-20 yuan per person.
After lunch, run to Huangling, the ancient village hidden in the mountains.
In addition to the fall, the spring rape flower season is another best time to visit Huangling, if the weather is just right, the sun racks will also be put out some crops to dry.
Spring in the Huangling village in the ancient streets, the most beautiful or that point of pear blossom and tile white walls reflect the interest. "Wind and rain pear blossoms, narrow rope curtain bar, clever small window screen." In a trance there is a kind of shallow and light mood with the rain filled with smoke, but not like the loss of pith and crane, this is the Jiangnan spring across the dust of the melancholy it.
Then I suddenly remembered Bian Zhilin's "Broken Chapter", change two words quite appropriate: you stand on the bridge to see the scenery, see the scenery people in the upstairs to see you. The breeze decorates your window, and you decorate other people's dreams.
Wuyuan is one of the six counties under the rule of ancient Huizhou, which was called Shezhou and Xin'an in ancient times, and its geographic location is the present-day Huangshan, Jixi and Wuyuan area. Huizhou culture is one of the three major regional cultures in China, the other two being Dunhuang culture and Tibetan culture.
Huizhou is a heavy book, a book that records the changes of the years, a fragrant wine, a wine that has been brewed for thousands of years. In this thick history, we can see the Eastern Han Dynasty, Western Jin Dynasty, Sui and Tang Dynasty, Northern Song Dynasty, four times at the end of the northern central plains of the four times the family clan moved south, they brought advanced production technology and culture of the Central Plains, Huizhou is also gradually flourished as a regional cultural center. Since the Southern Song Dynasty, this is more Ling Yuxiu, the humanities of the Gangnam resort. And to the Ming and Qing Dynasties, Huizhou merchants in this and dominate the world, Huizhou also gradually blended their own unique regional culture, Huizhou merchants, Huizhou opera, Huizhou food, Huizhou carving and Xin'an science, Xin'an medicine, Xin'an painting, Huizhou seal carving, Huizhou architectural, Huizhou bonsai, and other cultural and artistic forms of Huizhou, and Dunhuang science, Tibetan science and known as China's three major local science.
Huizhou architecture flourished under this cultural and economic background, becoming one of the most important schools of traditional Chinese architecture. Ancient Huizhou prevails in the style of honoring ancestors, ancestral halls and houses, pagodas are typical representatives of Huizhou architecture, known as the three masterpieces of Huizhou ancient architecture. Its set of mountains and rivers and outside the aura, the integration of classical culture in the unique style, rigorous layout, exquisite carving, full of rhythmic beauty.
In the eyes of the green and red, small, delicate, flying eaves degree cloud slightly wet. Embroidery threshold show spring, the golden house wide flowers, who cares about picking ling wave narrow. Huangling's Huizhou architecture, the most important thing is the details of the flying eaves carved dragons and openwork windows. View from afar its four corners of the eaves high up, or wings to fly, or fluttering as a dream, static and dynamic, but there is a rounded elegance. A dream of a curtain of flowers and shadows deep, when you push open the carved window to look at the distant mountain shadows, the window in the window are all the scenery.
A splash of mist and misty sky, a curtain of fallen dust. Cut a bolt of blue-colored cloud satin, weaving but March Jiangnan. The wind blowing away candle smoke, water flow of thoughts, flowers fall out of the flow of years.
A plain shirt and white fan, a lonely lamp reflecting the volume. Capture a wisp of the morning sun dyed floating Lan, painted on the ink Jiangshan. The wind is blowing away the cold, the water is running out of sadness and happiness, and the flowers are falling on the earth.
The green stone to the evening, the railing shot all over, no one will be, the dream appendage.
Outside the village is a mountainous sea of rapeseed flowers. From the upper station of the ropeway, via the four pavilions of spring, summer, autumn and winter and the Shuikou Red Bean Pine Forest, you will arrive at the No. 1 viewing platform, and you will be able to overlook the ten thousand mu of terraced flower sea. Not far ahead is the Crouching Cloud Suspension Bridge, a long bridge lying in the waves across the sky, which is about several hundred meters long and reaches both ends of the valley. Under the bridge, the stream gurgles, the suspension bridge in the middle of two transparent glass panels, hiking on it, coinciding with the valley wind blowing and coming, floating straight desire to ascend to immortality. Behind the suspension bridge is the No. 2 observation deck, this side of the terraces and the sea of flowers can be photographed, near the newly developed zip line and other experiential projects, interested in can go to try a two.
The peach blossoms on the side of the road are in full bloom, but it reminds me of the half-quoted "Point Jiangliu": "Smoke and water, thousands of kilometers of the slanting sun in the twilight". The mountain is countless. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I want to do it right. I don't remember the way I came. The distant thousands of mountains Twilight clouds mountains countless, near the flowers into a sea of no way to travel, Anbu ride, straight into the depths of the flower path, do not think of the way back.
There are half an acre of heart-shaped ponds between the flowers, as if a jewel dotted in that golden sea, reflecting the blue sky, clear blue, rainy days also have smoke, regardless of the weather, good or bad, has a thousand flavors.
From the telephoto lens, the most beautiful angle is the terraced flower sea of this blooming pear tree, although it is a branch alone, but does not show half a bit of abruptness, the finishing touch makes the sea of flowers like a fairyland.
There are two main ways to go up the mountain: cableway and scenic spot sightseeing car, the set ticket (scenic spot ticket + cableway round-trip ticket) 145 yuan, take the cableway can overlook the sea of yellow and green terraced flowers from the air. tips: 1, wuyuan county from the distance of the moon bay is only less than twenty minutes drive, can take the east line of the shuttle from the old north station, but also can take a taxi from the county directly to the main road is narrow, easy to traffic jam, parking area is mainly in the road. The main road is narrow, easy to traffic jam, parking area is mainly on the side of the road. Moon Bay to Huangling about 50 minutes drive, peak season in the Moon Bay taxi is very convenient. 2, peak season Huangling cableway queue time is very long, need to pay attention to the planning of the time up and down the mountain.
Arrived at the Jiangling when the sky is nearly late, but the best time to shoot the sunset sunset, but the sky is not beautiful, can only be stopped, the night stayed in the Jiangling scenic area of the farmhouse.
At 5:00 a.m., I got up and took a look at the weather forecast, and it was still cloudy, so I continued to sleep until 8:00 a.m. and then I went out. The most important thing is to spend most of the day in the fields of Jiangling, so as not to be ashamed of this great springtime.
Jiangling is located in the northeasternmost part of Wuyuan County, bordered by Xiaoqi to the south and Xitou to the east, and is one of China's four largest rapeseed blossom seascapes, as well as a world-class photography base.
And Huangling similar, Jiangling rapeseed flowers are also terraced spread in the vast world, winding mountains around the ridge, layers and layers, such as ladders into the clouds, high and low staggered. Ascending to the distance, the distant mountains like eyebrows like dai, flower paths like rouge like fat, gold flowers and green leaves are dotted with a few gray tiles and white walls of the Huizhou village homes, a breeze over the mountains to bring the floating mist flow arashi, a good natural ink landscape.
If you say that the essence of Huangling is to visit the ancient town and the sea of flowers at the same time, then the scenery of Jiangling is naturally stepping into the depths of the sea of flowers, from all angles to appreciate the shooting of this endless scenery, while holding an umbrella to pick open the branches of the flowers of the you, perhaps also become a landscape in the other people's lenses.
There is also a doll hidden in the sea of flowers, which reminds me of the fields of Chiang Mai, Pai County.
Yo, it's the Bear and the Bear.
Late in the afternoon, we arrived at Qingyuan, a pristine ancient village that is not heavily commercialized. Qingyuan is the more remote village in the east line of Wuyuan, more than 60 kilometers away from Wuyuan County, also known as Little Tao Yuan, with a history of more than 1,300 years. A ten-meter wide stream passes through the village, dividing the ancient village of Qingyuan into east and west banks.
As soon as you step into the village entrance, you can see the golden sea, the ancient village flowers complement each other, the lack of one of them will not constitute this ink painting. The entrance to the village built a "different day ancient pavilion", is the place where the ancients send guests to say goodbye, now it is a good place to rest your feet. In the old days, the horizontal couplet on the pavilion read "Peach Blossom Garden", from which the name "Little Peach Blossom Garden" is derived.
Qingyuan although there is no Jiangling Huangling that acres of flowers in the sky up the momentum, but has a small family model, the village outside the flowers into the sea, the village of small bridges and water, the most is the warmth of Jiangnan style.
In addition to the rape flowers outside the village, the village is also a hundred flowers, in front of houses, streets and streams on both sides, peach blossoms, pear blossoms, apricot blossoms in order to bloom, the breeze dance, butterflies around the flower streams, such as the snowy white tender mingled with the rouge of the red, and by the sunlight mapping out the charming light and shadow. Why not leave half a day's leisure, slow down here, to enjoy the ancient homes and spring color along the way, each flower is a vigorous life, from blossom to blossom, as if we are in the earthly bloom of the wonderful life.
Through the flower curtain by the stream, whose smile, the moment you look back, the whole village will be from the simple black and white ink into a brushstroke colorful Jiangnan.
A green mountain embrace, a tuo stream around the village, a green stone street, a few rows of simple ancient homes. All the way to wander in the light of spring, listening to the petals open in turn, the wind, gently, slightly wet face; clouds, fluttering, flow ceaselessly; flowers, Manmiao, dancing with the wind. Even time can't help but slow down, enjoying the idyllic poetry that flows between the green hills and the green water.
The simple and kind-hearted villagers live leisurely and contentedly, "the thatched roof is low, and the grass is green on the stream. Drunken Wu Yin Xiang Mei good, white-haired who old woman?" It's just right here.
The village is not big, still retains the original rustic rural atmosphere, quiet and indifferent. There are only a few farmhouses and restaurants in the village, and there are few tourists, most of whom come here for sketching, photography and other creative endeavors.
Since it's a glass of wine in the spring, there are a few small wine stores hidden among the flowers, and the home-brewed rice wine and kiwi wine taste great.
Since the smoke wave of thousands of miles, with a loose heart, brush away the years in the heart of the flowers floating dust. At this time if then a little hazy smoke and rain is more appropriate, flowers, water, poetry, clouds, there is a wind, a leaf floating in the smoke and rain.
Arriving at Chapin in the evening, this small village is known as "heavenly home" by photography enthusiasts is even more rare visitors, open the major platforms of wuyuan scenic area ranking may have to flip on three or four pages to find it, and without the guidance of the locals, you are very difficult to see the thrilling beauty of this place, I at least saw the comment area there are several tourists who said they didn't see much of a view.
Home is where the smoke falls and the sun shines. I'm not sure if I've ever been to a place where I've had a good time. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure I'll be able to get a good look at this," he said. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a journey to the Peach Blossom Garden, a place where the world is beyond my reach.
Tips: 1, Chapin's farmhouse is very small, peak season needs to be booked in advance. 2, Chapin is located in the mountains, the road is rugged, you need to drive or chartered car to go to the village needs to be charged 20 yuan / person health fee. 3, Chapin's scenery are outside the village, it is best to ask the locals for the best place to watch the scenery.
We set off from the village at five in the morning, and trekked for more than twenty minutes on the mountain road to reach the viewing platform under the leadership of the owner of the farmhouse. As you look around, there are only a few photographers with short guns and no other tourists, so set up your tripods and lenses and wait for the sunrise moment ...... of the sea of clouds. That's right, the most spectacular scenery here is the sea of clouds in that vast expanse.
Since childhood, we have been yearning for the "bright moon out of the Tianshan Mountain, the vast sea of clouds" and "mu million miles of clouds, thousands of mountains of twilight snow, only shadow to whom to go," described by the boundless scenic. I've climbed many famous mountains, but I'm not lucky, I've seen the sea of clouds mostly sparse, and I've never encountered such a spectacular waterfall cloud here and now.
The sea of clouds is boundless, and the sky is connected to who. Streaming clouds in the line of sight in the sky, spread into an ocean until the end of heaven and earth until the cape of the sky, with the winds in the mountains and sometimes surging waves and sometimes flow with the waves, in the nature of the creation of God before the work, words are so pale and powerless.
The world is like a chess game, the top of the world. The wind and the moon, the mountains and rivers into the volume. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a conversation with a man who had been in the middle of a conversation with a woman. The mountains are like a dream, the water is like a long time. The long wind is a long way off, and the old country is a long way off. The road that separates us from the river is blocked. The wind, the flowers, the snow, the moon, a few chapters.
Chapin's cloud sea is the most spectacular time that the sun rises from the peaks behind, will be ten thousand feet of gold to the distant waves of the sea of clouds and the sea of rapeseed flowers in front of us, to the pale and solemn world painted with the color of the spirit.
Wandering around the small mountain village, suddenly realized that the hillside behind the village is an excellent viewing angle, the distant mountains, the sea of flowers, the ancient village, in the line of sight, fused into a picture of ink painted on the ink Jiangshan.
Flower-dyed window lattice floating down half shoulder lingering fragrance, dew stained clothes a touch of the morning sun slanting wind cool. Nine curved corridor spring color boundless Jiangshan *** appreciation, the wind into the tent cloud convergence at that moment staring back. Flowers and birds are spring breeze, do not tell your heart, the years of the old color of the moon, just look at the Shaoguang.
Front of the village mountain road dangerous, climbing up quite laborious, but when you stand at the top of the mountain look around, but has another kind of flavor, as the so-called "infinite scenery in the dangerous peaks."
Here are the golden and mountainous flowers that invade the paths in full bloom, and there are also the simple and elegant village houses, so I would like to stay here to be a recluse, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, no matter what, peacefully in this life.
This is the farmhouse where we stayed, one of the few inns in the village.
Afternoon visit to the Kailu Umbrella Factory in Kailu Township.
March willow wind, April apricot blossom rain, every time the wet rainy day in Jiangnan, a scene will come to mind: pink walls, tile, smoke and rain like weaving, falling flowers in the water. A oil-paper umbrella, a cheongsam or Republic of China student dress, stepping on the dark green stone board, walking in a quiet town, listening to the breeze along the streets, the passing of time, covering the past, a flat boat carrying away time, remember when the first encounter with the small bridge and water look.
This idea probably comes from Dai Wangshu's song "Rainy Lane", right: holding an oil-paper umbrella, wandering alone in the long, long and lonely rainy lane, I hope to meet, a lilac, like a girl with sadness. She has the same color as lilac, the same fragrance as lilac, and the same sorrow as lilac, and she is grieving in the rain, grieving and wandering; she is wandering in the lonely rainy alley, holding an oil-paper umbrella like me, like me, walking silently, cold, bleak, and despondent.
Umbrella workers patiently and meticulously polished the umbrella bone, installed the umbrella surface, trimming, exposure to the sun, coloring, drawing, oiling, air-drying, and finally blossomed into a landscape in their hands. Favorite handle celadon, Jiangnan rain and smoke, oil paper umbrella, celadon, Zhou Dong's song seems to be in the ear around: the sky blue and other rain and I'm waiting for you to smoke curling up across the river ten million miles in the bottom of the bottle book of Han Li imitation of the previous dynasty's drift when I met you ambush
Wuyuan line of the last stop is the SiKouZhang village, where there is Jiangnan's longest bench bridge.
Watch the setting sun gradually diffuse through the ancient village of tile white walls, the afterglow suddenly rowed a small fishing boat, the old fisherman carrying a wine pot, white beard and wrinkles lurking in the flavor of the vicissitudes of time.
Life in the world for decades, but the spring and summer and fall and winter. The white-haired fisherman and woodcutter on the river islet, accustomed to see the autumn moon and spring wind. A pot of turbid wine and happy to meet. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and then you'll be able to see what's going on.
The travelogue about Huizhou and Wuyuan often used the sentence "a lifetime of obsession, no dream to Huizhou." I have always been very uncomfortable, after all, completely misinterpreted the original meaning of Mr. Xianzu. About Huizhou, I prefer the song of Zhao Shixiu of the Southern Song Dynasty, "The mountains surround the clear streams and the water surrounds the city, and the white clouds and blue roaches are difficult to paint. Everywhere buildings hide wild colors, home lights reading."
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