Spring in the north is so short. Just after catching flowers, summer is green, fat, red and thin, and cicadas can already be heard in the mountains.
It's another morning with white clouds floating all over the sky, and we meet outdoors to see the green of Qinling Mountains. The sky is blue, just like sweeping the floor, setting up a stage for the clouds to perform. At first, the clouds were thick, and the sun looked for gaps in them. When it opened, it was like a thousand golden arrows shooting down, which was spectacular. For a while, the clouds are like cotton wool, shining brightly, floating slowly and leisurely; Crossing the Weihe River, those white clouds float on the tall buildings, feeling like immortals. If you take out your mobile phone and take a picture casually, it will be a blockbuster.
? It rained at the foot of Nanshan last night. The roads on both sides were wet, watery and covered in silver. The air is fresh, clean and transparent, and the building takes on a new look like washing. On the wide road, at first glance, there are white clouds all over the street. White clouds are like white Hada, and Xi 'an welcomes the arrival of summer with such clothes.
Looking south, today's Qinling Mountains are so beautiful, just like a Chinese painting. The mountains are pushed into the distance layer by layer, and the beautiful buildings seem to be just to complete this painting. Just standing there, the beautiful arc of Guanzhong Ring Road has become a success. You see, I was drunk before I entered the Qinling Mountains.
We entered the Qinling Mountains from Fengyukou, and the 2 10 National Road wound around the mountainside like a ribbon, as if melting us into thick green. Qinling Mountain is green and compact, without the mottling and thinness of spring, showing the vitality of life. The sun shines on the top of the mountain, and every mountain has a dazzling new hat, which is full of charm.
The place where we hike today is the chicken nest. Why is it called a chicken nest? I don't know. I guess: maybe it's because there is less flat farmland here, so there are not enough families and small places. We enter from Dongfogou, exit from Dongpinggou, and take a circular route.
Last night, raindrops were still hanging on the grass, corydalis lowered its head, anemone held a small bowl, and white star blinked, full of tender feelings in early summer. All the way was covered with small petals of plum blossom and Bai Juanmei, and the ditch was filled with intoxicating fragrance, which made our trek romantic. Climb without looking at the scenery, climb without looking at the scenery, climb, stop, look up at the mountain and the sky. The mountains in early summer are bright and everything is happy. The new leaves are light green, some are still bright red, some have just left the bud, and they are stretched out in the sun, full of vitality. The blue sky overhead is bluer against the green background. The floating white clouds make the mountain shine, and the ditch darkens. Let it go.
? It seemed to rain a lot last night, and the water in the stream was heavy and rumbling. We climbed along the mountain road next to the stream, one on the left and the other on the right. When you meet a waterfall, you must stop. Love the water, a woman, went to play in the water and had a water fight. Men love stones, standing on the boulders in the river is the mainstay. Women are like water, seemingly weak; Men are like stones, seemingly strong. But think about it seriously: every stone's edges and corners are polished round by water, so women are weak? Are men better? Everything in the world is dialectical and relative.
? As the name implies, there are also temples in the East Buddha Valley. There is a Ye Jing Temple in Fengyukou and a Jingju Temple in Dongfogou. In Jingju Temple, there was an old monk who gave up wax for 64 years and taught Buddhism. After his death, there were countless pagodas. We didn't see a monk in Jingju Temple, but we met a nun who cheered us up.
The elevation angle started, and 700 or 800 meters was a little difficult for me, so I fell from the front to the back. Walk for a while and rest for a while, panting. There is water everywhere, and it overflows on the mountain road. It is really difficult to climb in the water and mud. It's slippery and difficult to walk. Travel, like life, always goes through a difficult journey. But when crossing difficulties, there are always surprises, which shine at the moment. Oh, this is a new world. Originally, there was little hope to see the cuckoo newspaper in Dongfogou, but just as I was panting and resting on the trekking pole, I suddenly found the white cuckoo on the opposite mountain and cried with joy. The team leader said coldly, "Look up!" Ah, I'm standing under the azalea tree, and the azalea is as red as a girl's face, looking down at me from above. The more I climb, the more colorful the cuckoo becomes. They lured me to the top of the mountain, and they drove in droves on the hillside under the shade of trees. The cuckoo here seems to be taller and older than the cuckoo in Muwang Mountain. Look at the thick scene, it is estimated that it has been hundreds of years. One plant is unconstrained and stands proudly in the wind. Flowers are white or pink, and their fragrance is attractive.
At the top of the mountain is a large sea of bamboo, which is the kind of panda bamboo. People can't show their heads until they go in. It hasn't turned green yet. When bamboo is green, people may not get out if they fall in. There is a maze of winding paths in the sea of bamboo. You can only follow the path and don't know the direction. Unless you are a panda, it is almost impossible to find another way. There are no pandas in the bamboo sea, but there are piles of people everywhere. It's windy on the mountain. With the help of bamboo, climbers rest and eat here. Although it's summer, it's still very cold on the mountain, especially when the sun is hiding in the clouds, I feel the evil wind and get goose bumps all over. Teammates regret leaving their sweaters in the car. This high place is not for people to stay. In the world of pandas, this is a war waged by human beings against them.
? The snow on the top of the mountain hasn't melted yet. The trees on the top of the mountain are very strange, but everyone rarely sees them. They are very strange and beautiful. They take pictures under the trees and throw snowballs in the snow. The arrival of people destroyed the tranquility and profundity of the mountains. In order to find peace and listen to the inner voice, entering the mountains has brought troubles and noises to the mountains. There is a sign on the roadside: don't leave anything except your footprints; Don't take anything away except your memory. Warn those who break flowers and pull weeds and litter. I was glad to see several environmental volunteers picking up garbage with big bags and small bags. I also quietly took my garbage away.
It's time to go down the mountain. It's fast, but it's dangerous to go down the mountain. Climbing over the slope is quick and easy. You can also ski with the wind in winter. When you fall, this slippery dirt road will be covered with mud. Just then, I fell down first, and my ass was covered with mud. When I was a child, my mother said: just after the sun comes out, it means it will rain. There was a drought in spring this year, and the wheat didn't grow well. I hope my ass can get a few rains, so that the wheat can be cooked and full of particles before harvesting.
? I carefully leaned against a trekking pole, supported the trees on the roadside, dragged the grass on the slope, rolled and crawled through the muddy road, and reached a gentle place in one breath. Compared with the difficult steps of going up the mountain, the way down the mountain is relatively easy, as long as you don't worry, slow and steady. The road of life is the same, there are uphill and downhill, and it is really not easy to take every step well. It's impossible not to wrestle, but you can't trip, let alone watch the cliff jump.
? We bid farewell to the Qinling Mountains in the afterglow of the mountains. Today's trip intensity is moderate, I don't feel tired, and I have a force all over, as if I have injected new vitality. I know: it was given to me by Qinling Mountain in early summer. I believe that man is closely related to nature and cannot leave it. He can not only absorb the material power of nature, but also absorb spiritual energy.
The road ahead is full of sunset clouds, and we are on our way home!