Smoky East Beam

Sometimes things really can't be said. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 I don't understand what this heart is controlled by. I decided not to climb the mountain two weeks ago, and if last week was an exception, then this week really doesn't make sense.

At about nine o'clock on Friday night, the students called and said: The weather will be cool tomorrow, let's climb the mountain.

After hearing this, I said without thinking: "Yes, go to Dongliang." However, learn from my lesson last week and wake up tomorrow morning and set off if it's really cloudy. ”

When we woke up in the morning and saw that it was a really nice cloudy day, we set off.

It started to rain shortly after getting on the highway, and the drizzle didn't stop. Sitting in the car, I can't realize what inconvenience the light rain will bring to me, and some of them are imaginary romance.

The car is parked in the highway service area, and after getting off the bus, it starts going up the hill. The rain at this time is light to moderate rain. Stepping on the mud under your feet, you can imagine that it has been raining here for a long time. From the moment we went up the hill, there were people returning. They all say the same reason: the road is too difficult to walk, and such a road takes more than seven kilometers.

The seven-kilometre road is said to be a logging transport road and is entirely dirt roads. I walked on Highway 7 for nearly two hours, and it was too difficult to walk. It's raining, and the feet are muddy without uppers, and the hiking boots can only be used as rain boots.

It was my first time to come to Dongliang, and I had traveled all the way through the seven kilometers, especially to the gradual heights, which made me mistakenly think that I had arrived at Dongfogou again. The two are too similar, both are jubilant in the mountain streams and streams along the way. When I saw the unnamed shrub with its green sections, I couldn't help but stop laughing. I thought to myself, the reason why this place is also called a meadow is because they are so similar. It seems that today will also be a beautiful enjoyment. Expect!

When I got to the high mountain, I found that it was much more difficult to walk than the alpine meadows. There is a quick dial up, so I want to make the route shorter, but here it is much slower, constantly jumping around on the rocks.

Another difference is that the water level here is high and the mountain streams are constant. Even when you can't see the water, you can hear the sound of the river running under your feet. Obviously, it is a strong mountain, but the trekking poles often poke the air with a little force. And the mountain under your feet is like an air-raid shelter built of stones, which disappears from time to time. I was worried that I would fall into the air and drift away with the dark river.

On the way to the top of the ice crystal, I saw the flower and plant, which I often see on both sides of the mountain road, and now I know its name - peony. Each one is in full bloom, and the purple flowers are delicate and charming after being bathed in rain.

It was also here that I understood what a big tree is. On this mountain, towering trees that two people can't hug abound.

The rain kept falling. Along the way, I still kept meeting people who returned halfway, and I met a lot of them, which made me a little discouraged. But as long as I think of the meadow wonderland photographed by the wooden donkey friend, I am full of confidence.

I don't know how long I walked, and I didn't know how long it would take to get there, but I felt my eyes were tired. Because there are big rocks under my feet, I have to watch my feet up and down with great care. Fortunately, the rain was too heavy and it was not too slippery on top.

Climbing, climbing, suddenly I heard a commotion not far away, and I stepped up.

Oops! The sea of stones has arrived! It's so beautiful, it's so spectacular!

The stone sea of the East Beam and the ice crystal top are completely different. The stones here are covered with spots and are gray. What's even more amazing is that it is flying straight down according to the mountain, like a raised stone sail, which is very three-dimensional and dynamic. I don't like the sea of rocks on top of the ice crystals, it's black and dark, like the Dead Sea. The sight of such a spectacle is a complete aesthetic enjoyment, and I can only summarize it with excitement.

I'm also curious here: where did so many pebbles come from, and how did such a magical arrangement come about? Could it be another marker dropped by aliens in the Qinling Mountains. They were also afraid that they would not be able to tell the difference, so what was left on top of the ice crystals was black stones, which were placed on a flat surface. It is also apt to be called the Stone Sea by modern people.

In the east beam they used speckled gray stones to distinguish them, and they were stacked into stone sails. To be called the sea by modern people seems to me to be wrong. Shi Fan is its real name.

I am a contented person, and I am satisfied even if I don't move forward today. However, when I thought of the picture of the meadow of wood, I immediately moved on again.

At this time, there are fewer and fewer people who are upward. Still on this hour's mountain road, I kept encountering people coming down the mountain, some of them went to the meadow, and more of them returned halfway. Now their reasoning is that it is too cold in the mountains and very windy.

At this time, I was basically soaking wet except for the front of my back. Because, when I put the raincoat back on it in the sea of stones, I wore it backwards, and my pants were wet to my knees.

As soon as I got on the board for a while, I heard a loud roar, like an airplane taking off. The companion said, "Let's not go up, such a strong wind?"

I said, "Let's take a look again." ”

As a result, this dull rumble made me curious. I paused and wondered: Why is it so windy at the top of the mountain, and we don't feel a hint of wind?

After thinking about it, I came up with the answer: the roar was from the huge dark river under the mountain. The mountain is amazing.

I'm going to the meadow.

I heard the commotion again, and the meadow was not far away. What magic will the meadows of Dongliang give me? My heart is racing.

Rushing out of the tall arrows, I saw the meadow.

Hehe, the meadow in front of me is something I have never seen before, full of greenery. On one side are pine trees that stand tall upright. The smoky meadow gives me the impression of infinite mystery, and the air of the meadow is indescribably fresh.

At this time the rain stopped, and there was little wind in the meadow. After eating a hot meal and drinking hot coffee, I didn't feel cold anymore. I remembered the shallots that grew on the alpine meadows, and I found that there were also them, and they were fat, and I picked a lot of them.

Actually, I also want to stay here more and share the beauty of nature.

At the same time, I thank God in my heart: you know that I want to come to Dongliang, so I was given a good weather and fulfilled this unfulfilled wish in my heart. Also, I couldn't be happy at the top of the ice crystals, so you brought me here to surprise me and let me experience the beauty of the stone sea.

In the meadow of Dongliang, I closed the customs perfectly in the first half of the year, without regrets......

2011－06－18

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