From dawn to dusk, from Bashan to Qiuchi. In this midsummer season, walk along the trajectory of sunrise and sunset, and go to the horizon for a romantic date under the shade of green forests.
4:00—7:45
As dawn breaks, the east is white
The city was still asleep at four in the morning. Against the strong sleepiness of the eyelids fighting, I carried water, biscuits, and a camera, and walked down the quiet street alone, just to go to Jinyun Mountain for a romantic and grand sunrise.
In summer, the days are always long and the nights are short. When the taxi arrived at the ticket office, the sky was already slightly white, so I hurriedly took out the prepared flashlight and started to climb the mountain. Because I was afraid of missing the best time to watch the sun, I walked in a hurry and didn’t care about the scenery along the way, but fortunately I met many tourists who watched the sunrise like me, so I was not alone in the process of going up the mountain.
Near 6 o’clock, after climbing for more than an hour, I finally reached the Lion Peak of Jinyun Mountain. The scene at this time made me feel sleepy. I don’t think I will see anything more splendid and magnificent than this in my life. The scene: the sky is bright, and the sky when the sun is about to rise has the most gorgeous colors. Deep tile blue, grape purple, orange, cinnabar crimson, rose crimson, as well as whirlpool-like fantasy smoke clouds, the sky seems to have overturned the palette, and oil paints mixed wantonly flow on the vast curtain, changing Unpredictable. In an instant, a bunch of fireworks bloomed in my heart, which made people feel a kind of shock that touched the soul. I don’t know how long it has passed, I can only hear the chirping of birds and cicadas, and all things begin to wake up slowly, while the mountains in the distance are still in a deep sleep. Undoubtedly, it constitutes a freehand ink splashed landscape.
At this time, my legs were a little numb, and I felt a little hot under the crowd for a long time. I looked down at the time. It was only about seven or eight minutes away from the scene where the sky was full of sunshine, and the gorgeous colors gradually began to fade. Go, it turned into a large area of foggy blue and light purple, and in the mid-air close to the mountain line, a few strands of red light spread from the clouds. I know that it is a sign that the sun is about to rise.
Waiting, I looked up from the empty spot where I was playing with the camera. The top of the mountain, which was still a little noisy, fell into a kind of frozen silence at this time. Everyone became a solemn stone statue. I seemed to be standing in a pool that was about to drown above my head, a kind of suffocation that was about to break out of the ground. Just in the blink of an eye, a spot of light appeared on the mountain line to the east. There was a commotion in the crowd, causing layers of ripples. I don’t know who shouted “Quick shot! Quick shot!” Everyone picked it up one after another. Phone and stand, I also adjusted the camera, ready to record this moment.
The thick purple-blue cloud layer is like cotton wool that has been burned open, and a burning fireball gradually rises from the hole. It tears through the darkness with a tyrannical heat current, and swept across half of the sky with its tongues of flame unscrupulously shaking, like a fireball. A heart that never stops beating contains the power to awaken all things in the world.
My pupils shrank instantly, and my heart stirred like a symphony. The prolonged tension made me dizzy, so I squinted slightly and raised my head. The crowd has completely turned into a pot of boiled water, slapping from the front row to the rear one after another, forming a boiling tidal wave. I felt like a small boat in a storm, without any support, I was pushed forward by the waves ups and downs, and I had to stabilize my body’s center of gravity to avoid falling.
The sun rose higher and higher, the sky turned from orange-red to bright yellow, and the red sea burned by the fireball poured from the sky to the earth, flooded from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, and rushed to the crowd. The cicadas were getting louder and louder, the east was white, and the people on the top of the mountain were still reluctant to leave. It was not until the sun was shining and my forehead was wet with sweat that I followed the others down the mountain reluctantly.
8:00—13:30
When the sun is shining, explore the green villages
Go down the mountain along the original road to the ticket gate of Jinyun Mountain Scenic Area, and then take the No. 520 bus to the Jingangbei Station. After getting off the bus, you will arrive at the ancient village of Jingangbei within a few steps. It is said that the King Kong Monument before the renovation was originally a village with a long history, so many of the houses and buildings inside have retained their original appearance intact.
I walked all the way to Linxi Path, the pavement began to wind down the hillside, palm-sized ivy leaves quietly protruded from the gaps in the bamboo fence, and descended down the stone steps, as if I had strayed into the secret garden of Alice in Wonderland. The ancient village was built beside the stream, and when you go downstream of the stream, you can be regarded as a really lively place.
The difference from other ancient towns is that the King Kong Monument is built on a hillside, so the overall terrain in the scenic area is relatively steep. Trees set off against each other, with lush vegetation and green hills, this time-honored village is like a city in the sky rising suddenly from the canopy of trees.
In the ancient village of King Kong Stele, there are so many herbs that it is hard to ignore. The long-leafed black lobster, the sun lotus leaf, the woody mandala, and the creeping tiger… “violently” invaded the eaves and walls of the street corners. Every square inch of the village wraps the village into a fantasy forest like the Wizard of Oz. I even have to be careful to be hooked on my ankles by the green vines sticking out from nowhere. As for the most famous scenery of the King Kong Monument, it may be the misty creek.
The small creek runs through the entire village, and the bottom is covered with ferns and calla lilies. The stones are covered with moss, forming a green channel. Many dry ice blasters are installed deep in the riverbed. When the dry ice stops spraying, the bottom of the river is misty and cloudy, like a gauze covering the face, like falling into an illusion; and when the dry ice blaster creates a milky white mist like a water flow like a dragon’s breath, it will really let the human body feel it. The fun of “walking in the clouds”. The fog could not disperse for a long time, and then converged into a thick and sticky “cloud”, in a trance, it was like coming to the Xianting Tiangong in Journey to the West.
In terms of protecting ancient buildings and original features, the ancient village of Jingang Stele has done a very good job. Those houses with many years of history have not been knocked down and rebuilt, but have been transformed with a little repair to ensure their safety, and have become all kinds of exquisite and pyrotechnic shops. Along the way, you can see milk tea shops, Tea shop, Hanfu photo studio, Flavor Home-style restaurant, simple restaurant, art illustration room, I casually walked into a restaurant that sells small bowls of vegetables, and after lunch, I bought a cup of milk tea, and rested until the exhaustion on my body dissipated. Then I took a sightseeing bus and left the ancient village of King Kong Monument leisurely.
14:00—17:00
The red sun leans westward, visiting Xuanmen Green Lake
After returning to the Jingangbei bus station, you can take the 520 bus directly to Daihu Lake.
As soon as I got out of the car, I felt a damp water vapor and the earthy scent mixed with the fragrance of plants blowing towards me.
Daihu, when I heard the name for the first time, the image of a slender woman facing a mirror with a hairpin, her temples pulling the dark clouds, and her eyebrows like a distant mountain with Dai, immediately appeared in my mind. After visiting the scene in person, he couldn’t help sighing, “It really lives up to its name.” Different from ordinary blue-green lake water, Dai Lake is yellow-green, like the tender buds of willow branches in early spring, and like a piece of natural green emerald, with rich color, bright water, uniform and transparent texture, and warm texture. The swimming koi added a bit of vitality and agility, and Daihu was waiting there in such a graceful manner.
There was a row of bamboo rafts left on the shore of the lake, but there was no Minokaweng. Walking leisurely and slowly along the trail around the lake, the breeze is breezy, and the air is filled with the moist smell that only comes after the rain has passed, and it is refreshing. , the heat in the heart can also be calmed down.
The dead trees and fallen leaves on the trail creaked, the lakeside was planted with Nantian bamboo, and the ferns and algae were overgrown. Along the corner of the lake, you could see a forest path from Daihu Lake to Cuiyue Lake, tall camphor, pine and cypress, The pond fir, various broad-leaved forests and coniferous forests crisscross, forming a natural barrier, the umbrella-shaped white wood fungi grow gratifyingly, and the pine cones fall all over the floor, like a fairy tale forest in a picture book. In addition to the large verdant ferns, or orange or pink cannas are dotted among them, the water is in the shadow, the chicken feet and maple are connected into red clouds, the Buddha’s grass is green and lovely, standing in the distance, it is quite primitive. The feeling of a tropical rain forest park.
The surrounding area of Daihu Lake is rich in water and cool and pleasant, so there are many people who come to cool off the summer. There are campers who bring their own hammocks and cloth pads, there are children who sit directly on the hydrophilic steps and play and play, and there are even people who carry buckets to fill the spring water flowing from the mountain stream. Before leaving, I took a handful with my hand. The moment my skin touched the spring water, I could feel a biting coolness, and it went straight to the top of my head, and the spiritual platform was clear and bright.
There are many Taoist temples on Jinyun Mountain. The most famous ones are probably Baiyun Temple and Jinyun Temple. However, Shaolong Temple under the Daihu Lake and above the North Hot Spring is also quite elegant. Continue down the Panshan Highway from Daihu Lake, and it takes about five or six minutes to reach the back door of Shaolong Temple.
When we arrived at Shaolong Temple, it was almost dusk, and all the pilgrims set foot on their way home early. Except for the sound of cooking vegetables in the hall, there was no one in the temple at this time. The setting sun is just right, and the Shaolong Temple surrounded by green mountains is so solemn and solemn, quiet and mysterious. Turning from the Yuedong Gate next to the Yunji Mountain House, you can walk to the Jade Emperor Hall. The scene of the golden dragon coiled in front of the hall is very powerful. There is a bronze bell hanging in the pavilion outside the hall, which reminds me of the big drum placed at the entrance of Shaolong Temple, and I can already experience the daily “morning bell and evening drum” in the temple.
Shaolong Temple as a whole is a building trend from high to low according to the terrain. Standing on the pavilion and leaning on the railings, Yingxian Pavilion and Yaowang Pavilion were built opposite to each other, connected by a pavilion corridor, which has its own immortal style. Going down the steps, you can reach a quiet place, with pink walls and black tiles, slightly hidden red doors, mottled moss marks on the steps, winding paths leading to secluded places, I don’t know how deep the courtyard is. Shaolongguan is surrounded by mountains on three sides and is built near the water. After bypassing the last wall, it finally saw Cuiyue Lake. Standing on the water pavilion, the lake surface is filled with fog, and when you look up, you can see the birds returning to the forest, and a white cloud drifts away from the corner of the eaves. Less than an hour into the observation, I vaguely heard the sound of chanting the Taoist scriptures, thinking that this door is a clean place, without making too many stops and interruptions, I hurriedly left.
18:30—20:20
Goodbye dusk, watch the sunset mountain fire
After leaving Shaolongguan, it was a race against time to finally catch up with the last ropeway. I think, before the day is over, go back to Lion Peak for a date with the sunset.
Since there was still plenty of time, I lingered in a nearby scenic spot for a while before going to the viewing point, but I didn’t expect that the sky was already a huge cloud of fire at that time. The setting sun melted into hot red molten iron on the horizon not far away, and it hung over the mountains, so close to the mountain line. The dome of dusk was more beautiful than the sunrise, and the cloud haze at twilight was dyed a lot red, and the vast and magnificent mountains and the dark green trees on them almost burned.
Compared with the sunrise, there are many fewer people watching the sunset, so the scene in front of me is a bit more desolate. I wait patiently here, until the sun completely subsides the mountain line, and when the darkness falls, there is no sound everywhere. Not even a whiff of wind.
About tens of minutes passed, and the red sun wheel boiled completely the moment it touched the mountain peak. There was a circle of fluctuating halo and hot air around it, so huge that it seemed to swallow the edge of the world. The sun wheel seemed to rise abruptly from the valley, getting closer and closer to the earth, and came straight towards me, who was waiting. Such a desperate wildfire swept from the mountainside to the river bank, bringing out a scorching glow, finally sinking in the west, and finally kissing the earth. I sat on the ground curled up with my legs in my arms, watching the red clouds in the sky dissipate little by little, until the shadows completely flooded the top of the mountain like a tide, and the vast night flooded over the earth.
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