Travel Notes on Nine Rivers in Zhaishang

 

Chen Beiren

     

 

 

 

 

 

Travel Notes on Zhaishang and Jiushui

Gather at Licun Wiki Plaza, drive for about a quarter of an hour, enter the Shashakou boundary, and turn onto the military highway leading to Laoding. The mountain road is gentle and you can enjoy the scenery outside the window. Passing through Xijiushui Community, you will be greeted by new greenery in the middle of the mountain. After passing the Dashi Village Reservoir, there is little water, the bottom of the reservoir is full of soil and few rocks, and the mountain spring water is a dead pool, which is uninteresting. Get off the bus at the village and go up the mountain. After passing Zhuwo Village, the village is built on the mountain. There are cherry trees in front of and behind the houses, with old flowers and fresh green. Thinking about it more than a month later, red cherries adorn the branches, so pleasant.
Walking slowly up, the road is narrow, with a valley on one side, in which streams often flow, surrounded by trees and lush vegetation. There are those who live near the water. The buildings are quite wide, there are three or two fruit trees in the courtyard, and a dog is lying on his back. A cement road is built in front of the door and connects to the mountain road. There is half a field with potatoes, chrysanthemum and rapeseed growing in the middle.
 
 
Continuing to go up, I turned around the corner of the mountain house and saw clusters of bamboos. The breeze was blowing, but I heard rustling; the wind became stronger and rustled again, and the bamboo shadows were swaying, which made me happy. Leave the village and follow the mountain path to the winding mountain road. There are many small temples of mountain gods on the road. They are not old things, but newly built stone niches, where offerings of incense and incense can be seen. Walking up the winding mountain road, you gradually get into a better environment. When you reach a high place, you can overlook the winding mountain road from where you came, and you can have a panoramic view of the small villages in the valley. When you look up, you can see the jagged rocks, some of which look like beasts, some of which look like poultry, all of which have the spirit of the mountain and are indescribable with their uncanny workmanship. You can also see the Rhododendron Waterfall flowing down from the top of the peak, and the flowers are in full bloom, making it a spectacular sight. Looking at the peaks from a distance, one can see the green mountains and ridges, with the yin and yang cutting off the dusk, and one can only marvel at the wonder of nature. On the way, there was a stone cave with thorns in the way and spring water seeping on the rocks, making it difficult to climb up because of the slippery rocks.
As we walked further and further away, we felt tired, so we rested for a moment on a stone. There was a wild apple tree next to us. Its flowers and leaves were in full bloom, and our tiredness was gradually disappearing. Continuing to go up, I saw that the rocks were like waterfalls flowing down to the bottom of the valley, left behind by road construction. Although the situation had changed over time, there was still no grass growing where they fell, which made me feel quite regretful. After passing through a mountain col, the mountain road gradually becomes gentle, and then around a hill, it is downhill. Not far ahead, we reached the Black Wind Pass. Going down, we pass through the spruce forest. The new green fir trees are pleasant. Walking in the forest without exposure to the sun or mountain breeze is very refreshing. Walking to a mountain stream, visitors can take a rest on the broken jade stones. Turning around and entering the forest road again, a fir tree stood across the mountain stream, and a single tree formed a bridge. Moving forward, we already heard the sound of mountain streams. After crossing the small stone bridge, the sound of water surges and the levels of the stone pool are visible. The moving mountain stream is like flying snow, while the quiet one is like a pool of clear water, which is very impressive. Sitting on the white stone, there are trees behind you, and the fresh green is enough to block the sun. The blue waves of the nearby stone pool are rippling, the water rolls down from the stone, the pearls and jade are like curtains, and the sound of the water is pleasant to the ear. The mountain stream turns around when encountering rocks, and the gurgling water flows around the side of the body. A handful of it turns into a sweet mountain spring. There is no dendrobium flowing in the meandering water below. There are mountain friends chilling beer, mountain friends grilling meat on stone slabs, and mountain friends boiling mountain springs to cook clams. happy.
 
Climbing rocks and pulling thorns, we cross the pond and go upstream. In front of us is a bay of blue waves with crystal clear bottom. There are tadpoles waiting to be hatched on the rocks near the shore, clusters of ink spots, floating with the waves. In the pond, we see a group of small fish, suddenly rising and falling, left and right, as if they are flying in the sky. Occasionally I would be frightened, and I would perch among the rocks. There would be no trace of me, and I would feel a sense of loss. Looking back behind me, I can see the white stones descending in layers, the water twisting between the stones, and the sound of gurgling can be heard endlessly. In addition, there are bushes and stone crevices, small trees standing upright among the rocks, and mountain flowers and wild grass growing on the banks. The scenery is excellent.
After dinner, we climbed down the mountain road. The stream was on the left and on the right. We walked on the Huer Ridge and at the bottom of the Huer Valley. Near the Jiushui Scenic Area, the water becomes stronger and the pool becomes wider, especially its blue color. In the reflection pool of mountain peaks, white clouds and trees, there are white petals floating on it, which is quite close to the realm of Song poetry. On the other hand, on the cliff, mountain cherry blossoms and apricot blossoms are dressed in white clothes, swaying gracefully, like beauties. Looking at two things in vain, but unable to take a closer look, I can only sigh with sadness and sigh of falling flowers and flowing water.
Going down the mountain ridge and entering the Jiushui Scenic Area, there is a steady flow of people, shoulder to shoulder. Even though the scenery is picturesque, when people walk in it, the meaning of the painting is not clear, but it is noisy and disturbing. My interest in viewing the scenery suddenly diminished. Before I arrived at Chaoyin Waterfall, I passed Yitan Lake and after Yulin Gorge, I no longer had the intention to take pictures. Step out of the scenic spot, take a car down the mountain, and then enter the glitz.

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