The maple leaves are red in the heart of the tea sea. Photo by Luo Yi
In early winter, a light cold hits. The chirping of birds is hidden deep in the dense forest and it is hard to find it. The sun is so warm that it hides behind the thick fog and refuses to show its face. Although it is winter, there is no desolation. The tea rows and tree rows are like thick ink meandering along the rolling hills.
With a wet mood, make a date with winter and go to Fenggang Tianba, the "Heart of Tea Sea" in Guizhou Province, to listen to the rain, taste tea, and read about winter.
The tea trees here are not a sea of ????tea as imagined, and there is no scenery with blue waves rolling into the distance, but tea forests and pine forests intertwined with each other, appearing hand in hand, together with vivid and beautiful annotations It's winter here. The maple trees in the tea forest are fiercely red, rendering the splendor of winter with unrestrained colors.
When I first entered the tea area, a place name called "Nine Forts and Thirteen Bays" attracted me. I hurriedly climbed up to an observation building and looked around, trying to find where "Nine Forts" were. , where is "Thirteen Bays". However, even though I stretched my neck, I couldn't see anything. A friend who was traveling with me told me that I need to go to a mountain called Xianrenling. Only by looking at it from a high altitude can I understand the mystery of the mountain.
Just as I was about to go up the mountain, a light rain fell from the pine forest. After whispering with the tea trees for a while, it quietly retreated into the mountain. We were worried that the rain would come again, so we chose to sit in a teahouse. This teahouse was very classic, with green tiles, winding corridors, walls, and wooden buildings. The courtyard was paved with regular bluestone slabs, and there were gaps between the slabs. , there are still rows of attractive green lichen. There are clusters of chrysanthemums in the corner, with intertwined branches and vines climbing up the wall. The flowers are in full bloom. The flowers are swaying in the cool breeze, and dewdrops from the trees fall to the ground.
We are in the tea forest in winter. We can’t bear the noise and want to enjoy this rare tranquility with our heart. We walked up the moss-covered stone steps, pushed open the creaking wooden door, and entered the tea room in the wooden house.
As soon as the host made the tea, the rain followed. The rain came quickly, giving the winding mountains a downpour. The rain poured down along the eaves, splashing big flowers. The water splashed, and a sea of ??tea disappeared into the hazy rain and mist. While everyone was sipping tea, they watched the heavy rain pass over the tea forest, and watched the chrysanthemums in the corner fall one after another in the shower. The petals followed the water and flowed around the yard for several times before flowing out of the wall.
The hostess speaks softly. She talks about the wonders of tea and land, tea and culture, which makes people recall many people and events while sipping tea slowly. In addition to us, the audience also included the constant rain outside the door and the hazy distant mountains. The hostess said that you should drink black tea when drinking tea. Spring is yang and winter is yin. In this slightly cold early winter, it is just right to use black tea to nourish the stomach and refresh the mind. The mellow tea aroma will make people understand everything contained in the tea here.
The rain stopped, and there was a sudden light in the mountains that is rare in winter. The hostess took us to Xianren Ridge. Walking through a deep pine forest, the red-billed magpie jumped up and down among the pine branches, its long tail swaying rhythmically amidst its "chirping" calls, and the water drops and pine needles on the trees fell "lai rustle".
The ground has already been covered with a thick layer of pine needles, just like the mountains are wearing a close-fitting brown underwear, making people feel full of warmth. Since it has been raining for a long time, the red-headed fungi that can be seen everywhere in the forest stick their heads out between the pine needles, eavesdropping on winter’s thoughts...
Climb to the top of the mountain and stand at the viewpoint of Xianren Ridge On the viewing platform, the rain and fog have dispersed, and you can see the tea forest at the bottom of the mountain, like a huge light-ink landscape painting, spreading freely. The mountain breeze blew, and the hostess pointed to the bottom of the mountain and said: It's called "Nine Forts", "Thirteen Bays", and "Fairy Lake". The huge red heart shaped like a maple tree. In early winter, the maple leaves are as scarlet as fire, which is amazing in a tea forest. It turns out that this is the heart of Guizhou’s tea sea.