The sixth section goes up to the watershed alpine meadows

Last week, on the 24th, I went to the alpine meadow and left a regret, where the fairyland-like scenery made me unforgettable. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info brought four of his partners to go again this Saturday.

Along the way, I kept telling my friends who didn't go there about the beautiful scenery there, which made them eager to get on the plane, and kept saying: Next time you climb the mountain, you have to call us, you see we are coming, how good the weather is today!

Haha, I smiled in my heart: last time I didn't go to Baolongyu with you, let me bathe in the vast world.

Because the departure was too late, it was already half past eleven at the foot of the mountain. The companion who went last time suggested going up from Dongping ditch and down from Dongfo ditch. The surprise I was given at the moment when I went up from Dongfogou to the top of the mountain last time made me feel that the line chosen by the travelers was classic. Therefore, when I heard that it was from Dongpinggou, although I disagreed in my heart, considering that the time was late, I also made a compromise.

As soon as I started climbing, I noticed that the scenery was no longer as gorgeous as it was last week. Because, there is snow on the mountain. Last week, the yellow larch had withered and sparse, and it was a kind of sparse when I saw it with the green brown.

Keep climbing, the road is full of mud. But there is still hope in my heart......

The road was very quiet, just the four of us were walking, and the people who came down the mountain had not yet arrived.

I heard the noise of the people, and finally went up to the meadow. The weather is fine today and my horizons are infinitely wide. Catch as fast as you can to see the golden waterfall hanging over the watershed in the fog that day. Oh, why did it change color? I looked down and saw the meadow beneath my feet, it was all a withered yellow. It turned out that there was a snow four days ago, the grass blades withered, the bamboo forests also retreated goldenly, and the autumn mood of the whole mountain receded......

When the companion came up, he looked at it and said, "Go quickly to the place you said."

I smiled and said, "This is the golden waterfall."

In order to reduce the disappointment of his companions, and in order to be in a hurry, he quickly passed through the bamboo forest and wanted to take a look at the place where he went to the top, maybe it was vaguely beautiful.

Hehe, I didn't expect it. The mud on the road covered the vamp and it was slippery. After a while, we started a fall race and my pants were torn. But fortunately, it's the back, and the clothes are in the way. The female companion fell all over the mud, which made me look full of guilt.

The oncoming traveler said: The road under the East Buddha Ditch is even more muddy.

We decided to cook on the spot and descend the same way we came.

At half-past four we started to descend the mountain. I didn't expect that there was already thin ice on the way down the mountain. I was terrified: I was afraid that I would fall and hurt myself, and even more so that I would hurt my companions.

I had to take the lead. Fortunately, after more than ten minutes of trembling, I saw the new road opened by the donkey friends in front of me in the woods next to me. Grabbing the trees on both sides, he staggered down with their footprints. After more than half an hour, there was no ice on the original stone road, and I was relieved. It turned out that the frozen place was because the sea was too high.

It's half past six, it's getting late, I don't dare to rest, hurry up. I walked really fast and caught up with a group of travelers in front of me.

For more than half an hour, we were all groping in the dark, but fortunately the road was relatively flat......

Finally out of the mountain, a group of travelers stood on the road and shouted: Fooled. One of the middle-aged travelers said in Henan dialect: We are a group of more than ten people, and they don't leave when they go to the nun temple, but they tell me that the meadow on the top of this mountain is very good. As soon as I heard it, I would definitely come up and take a look. As a result, it came up. I didn't see anything, and I fell three times, and now my legs are numb. So fooled!

My companion looked at me and was not embarrassed to say anything, but comforted me and said: Today's experience is worth remembering!

It seems that everything is the same, if you miss it, you will miss it forever. Isn't life the same as the scenery?

October 30, 2010

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