The picturesque scenery leaves regrets the alpine meadows of the Qinling Mountains

Yesterday was the farthest place I have been since I climbed the mountain - the alpine meadows of the Qinling Mountains. It takes 45 minutes to drive from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain from the www.biquge.info to the foot of the mountain to be climbed. It is also the highest place: 2500 meters above sea level. It was also the most tired I ever had, and I was so tired that my right kidney hurt for the first time.

This weekend, I was going to climb the southern ice waterfall line of Baolongyu, which is relatively shorter. Because, when I went to Wat Pho last week, I went down from the Pure Industry Temple, and the stone steps in front of the door made my calf hurt until Thursday, and I didn't dare to walk too much this week. Unexpectedly, on Friday, I met a traveler at the school gate, and she told me that she was going to the alpine meadows of Dongfogou tomorrow to talk about how and how good it is. I immediately decided to go all the way.

I have climbed the mountain for so long, and I have never been to the depths of the Qinling Mountains. There has always been a fear of the route into the mountains, which originated from one time many years ago. At that time, there were no guardrails on the way to the mountain, and when the car drove to the top of the mountain in front of the current Erawan Buddha, I glanced down and I never dared to move forward, and I never drove there again. Later, when I started to climb the mountain, I didn't dare to go in. Because, I always think that going out and climbing mountains is to be pleasing to the eye and try to avoid danger.

Today, I don't want to think so much, they can go in, and I should be able to too.

Still a bit rushed to set off and didn't bring a camera. Thinking of the three mountain climbs after the National Day, except for the rain, it is cumbersome to wear an extra piece of clothing for the next two times. So, I set off wearing only a quick-drying shirt. Because of this dress, I felt like I was in the old society of hunger and cold in the mountains.

The road into the mountain is n times better than in the past, the road is wider and smoother than in the past, and more importantly, there is a very strong metal guardrail on this side of the cliff, which greatly gives people a sense of security. That's it, I sat in the passenger seat, constantly reminding my fellow drivers to be careful. And the frequent sharp turns in the mountains made me dizzy and wanted to vomit. I don't know how far I have to go to Dongfogou, and I regret it for a while. When the driver saw that I was not feeling well, he comforted me and said: There are not so many curves in the road ahead.

Oh, he's right.

After entering the mountain for more than ten roads, you will go from the top of the mountain to the riverbed, and the height difference is much smaller, and you can see the river flowing down on the side. The car rushed forward, and at this time, what caught my eye was the thick green of the mountain outside the window, dotted with red red, and the colorful phoenix scenery was picturesque. Seeing all this, my mood is better again.

The car drove for a long time, but before it reached what my friend said: after the feeding ping, I went to the chicken coop, and then I saw the words "Welcome to the alpine meadows." "People are in a hurry, there is a village on the side of the road in front, stop and ask for directions.

Asking for directions, needless to say, is mine. Push open the door, and a chill hits. I hugged my shoulders and thought to myself, it would be nice to start climbing in a while.

"Excuse me, grandmother, how far is it to the alpine meadow?" I asked an old man at the door by the roadside.

"Fifteen miles away. Doll, you're wearing too little, it's cold on the mountain. I'm wearing cotton clothes. ”

"Thank you, I'm not cold. ”

Hurry back to the car and say it's not cold to be fake.

Knowing the distance, my heart is not in a hurry. The road is smoother and gentle, and it has been adjacent to the crops, and the mountains on both sides are even more dyed, and the leaves are fluttering. Seeing all this, I feel very happy! It's just that why is this fifteen miles so long, I don't know what kind of measurement the old man said.

Oh, I see the big letters, 'Welcome to the Alpine Meadows.'

I saw the words Dongfogou at the fork to the left, and hurriedly turned the car in and parked it. This is the way up the mountain as my friend said.

Although I got off the bus in front and felt it, I knew that it was colder here. However, when I got out of the car, I felt a little colder than before. After asking the toll collector for the route up the mountain, he kept moving forward.

As soon as I got out of the parking lot, I followed this mountain stream and river according to the countryman's words. However, as soon as I walked to the river, I stopped. The mountain wind was so cold that I couldn't straighten my waist. I took out my raincoat and put it on. His companion did the same, wrapping the cloth around his body as he had done last time. Okay, okay, it's not cold.

Walking up the creek, I saw bushes growing beside the river, perhaps for the sake of dampness, that I had never seen before. Section by section, turquoise and green, without a single leaf, very beautiful. The mountains and forests here may be sandwiched between two mountains, without the strong wind blowing wildly, they all look straight and straight upright, giving people a devastating upward feeling, and the green brown and golden larch on the mountain reflect each other. And the blue blank clouds above the head are clean, making people feel more Shenghao!

After walking for more than an hour, I saw a very small temple (I later heard from a traveler that I knew that it was called Jingyeju), and there was a kind old nun standing in front of the door. I nodded to her, and she smiled.

I didn't stop and walked forward and asked, "Master, is the alpine meadow from here?"

"Yes, go from here. ”

Oh, her answer, made me stop. Because, the old man speaks Northeast dialect and is still an old nun.

The reason is that when I was young, I met a host at Dayuan Temple, who spoke Northeast dialect and had a high level of knowledge. She was the only learned old nun I grew up with (she was 76 years old when I met). She can write poetry and make predictions. What the villagers lost, she can calculate the location and so on. People call her the fourth master. For some reason, I felt pity for her at the time, perhaps because the villagers told me that she had been in this monastery after liberation, and no one knew where her home was. The fourth master was very beautiful when she was young, and when I saw her, she was still elegant, her eyes were clear, and her skin was fair. For a while, I went to see her every year, and she never gave me lectures on Buddhism, but let me read her poems, and I never thought of her as a monk, which made me feel that she was a scholar. Pity her for wronging her in this little temple.

One day, someone brought me a letter saying that 'the fourth master is very sick and wants to eat pears.' I quickly bought some for someone to take with me. Soon I found time to see her again. Along the way, I was thinking about what she would look like after she became seriously ill, and I felt very sad. I entered the Dayuan Temple in a hurry, and as soon as I entered the house where she lived, I heard the voice of an old man from inside: "It's Duo'er." ”

"My heart was so hot that I almost burst into tears." I opened the curtain and went in, and saw that the old man's eyes were still so clear.

"The windows in this house are so small that I've been lying in this bed for almost a year and can't see the outside," she said. You help me open a big window there. She pointed to the wall facing the door on the guide face.

I immediately agreed, and found someone to open a large square hole about 1.5 meters long and wide.

After opening, the fourth master said happily: "I can see the crops outside." (But it's hilarious to think about now.) I'm a little girl, an out-of-towner. And a guy who was going to college outside did it, and the adobe house didn't even fold. ）

When the people in the village came to see it, they said: "The fourth master will be satisfied, she has already asked the apprentices and the villagers to open the windows, but they have not agreed." ”

I haven't seen her since. More than a year later, the fourth master passed away......

Let's get down to business. Hearing a familiar voice today, I felt the urge to go in and have a look.

When I entered the room, I was greeted with an enlarged black-and-white photograph of the Divine Case. It was an extraordinary, heroic old nun (back for a day, the person in the photo is still clearly visible. ）

I asked the old man who followed up, "May I ask how long you live?"

"I'm still young. He was 48 years old. The old man said with a smile on his face. Seeing that I was puzzled, I hurriedly said, "Count it backwards." ”

"84 up. I laughed.

The old man told me that the photo was her master, and they were both from the Northeast, but not from a province. She has been in this mountain for 62 years, and she only met Master here.

I asked her if she knew about the fourth master, and she said she didn't.

I left the old man with the incense money and left. For some reason, now that I see them, I don't feel pity. Maybe they grew up and understood their beliefs and lifestyles, and they always thought that the monks were trying to evade their responsibilities.

After walking for a long time, I haven't seen the meadow yet, so I'm a little panicked. After walking for more than two hours, a mountain was raised, and I was happy. Because, just now, a traveler said that you will arrive after crossing this mountain.

What I didn't expect was that I couldn't climb to the top of this steep mountain. After climbing the mountain for so long, for the first time, my right kidney ached. It was also at this moment that I lost interest in mountain climbing. Because, for more than an hour, I only saw the present with both eyes, and my body was extremely tired and uncomfortable. It made me feel that this distance was a devastation to my body. I told myself: I'm not going to come here a second time......

Finally see the sky ahead. I'm going to the top! I'm going to the top of the mountain, 2,500 meters above the sea. Come on!

Ahh It was a bamboo forest as high as a shoulder. Looking into the distance on the other side, oh my God! I saw an alpine meadow -- like a golden waterfall hanging in the sky! And a mountain top, towering straight into the clouds, was not far from me! It was so beautiful.

I couldn't bear to look at my feet, and my subconscious told me that the scenery was more beautiful on this huge basin. Because, I heard the cheers of my fellow travelers. I'm going to wait for my companions to come up and see it together (it's this thought that leaves me with irreparable regrets. ）。 At the same time, I regret why I didn't bring the prime minister.

The bamboo forest standing at my feet was like the eight-hung maze I saw in the park, circle by circle. I'm afraid that my companions won't see me when they come up. I looked with my back to the top of the hill where the meadow had come, and finally waited for him.

My companion also blurted out: It's so beautiful! Such a large bamboo forest! Let me go and see the meadow!

I grabbed him: "Let's eat first, and look good when we are full." ”

"Okay, eat quickly. It's still cold here. ”

Alas, it was I who broke my companion.

We started cooking on the spot. When I sat down, I found that everything was yellow, and I couldn't see anyone.

In the process of waiting for the rice to be cooked, the feeling of cold is further aggravated. I put on my raincoat again, but I was still shivering with cold. Eating in order to get the sake of obscurity, it looks like he has arrived in the old society of hunger and cold. Before the meal was finished, I heard people shouting: Look how fast you run!

At the time, I thought there were small animals. The companion said, "It's not comfortable to sit here and eat." He stood up as he spoke.

As soon as he stood up, he shouted: It's broken, it's changed. Eat fast, get down the hill quickly.

I didn't pay attention to what he said. After eating, I cleaned up and stood up. When I look up, oh my God. The blue sky and white clouds were gone, replaced by a thick fog. That's when I realized what they meant by how fast they could run. The wind blew the clouds and mist close to the ground and ran westward! There was nothing to see in front of the white expanse, and the visibility was only a few dozen meters.

I walked down to the top of the hill and I was with the clouds. The clouds passed by me, and I became one with it. Originally, it was a beautiful view, but I couldn't take care of it. I'm afraid I'll freeze in the mountains.

Walking down, I realized that there was also a yellow bamboo forest below. We raced down from the bamboo forest above our heads. A bamboo forest passed, and in front of me was a waterfall-like meadow. When I saw people walking towards the top of the mountain, I asked the people next to me where it was? It's a long way down the mountain from there. But the view is better.

No, the sky has changed. Hurry down the mountain!

After walking for a while, the sky was a little clearer again. After slowing down, I thought about the process of climbing the mountain today: after climbing the mountain for so long, almost all of them looked at the feet.

I said to my companions: "Today is really good, I missed such a beautiful view!" I didn't see the big meadow in the basin, and I didn't go to the watershed.

"Be content, much better than me. I didn't see anything for the sake of eating!"

I listened and laughed: "Alas, it's a pity! I'm so tired from such a long journey that my kidneys hurt." Not in the future. ”

However, to this day, as I write this, I know that I will go again, and many times, to enjoy the dreamlike scenery of the different seasons. In addition, when I woke up this morning, I thought that I was so tired yesterday, and I would be very uncomfortable today compared to my past experience. And the truth is, all my discomfort today is completely gone.

However, I know that yesterday regrets that I can't come back, so I can only make up for it. High in the mountains, the climate changes rapidly, and so does the scenery.

Alas, it was the first time I went so far to climb the mountain, and it was also the first time I had regrets!

October 24, 2010

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