Chapter 223: The West Mountain is clear and snowy, and it is clean
After eating.
I looked at the sky, and it was still not light.
I looked at Ye Qian, who was still curvy and curled up in the quilt.
"Sleep again!" As I spoke, I slipped into the covers.
"You want it again?" Ye Qian shouted, "You are really the one who thinks about it!" β
In the lingering sorrow, the sky gradually brightened.
The snowflakes are still falling.
Ye Qian and I packed up and started climbing the mountain.
On Xiangshan, tourists are scarce.
"Which is more beautiful, the fragrant hills in autumn or the fragrant hills in winter?" Ye Qian asked as she walked.
"The fragrant hills in autumn are delicate because of the red leaves, and the fragrant hills in winter are beautiful because of the white snow," I said to Ye Qian, "The red leaves in late autumn are a must, but the snow scene in winter is not inferior." In autumn, Xiangshan is full of red, and now it is holy white. Compared with the hustle and bustle of Xiangshan in autumn, I prefer the tranquility and loneliness of Xiangshan in winter. β
As we talked, we walked and saw the scenery in winter.
The bare trunk of the tree, as if it could no longer bear the weight of the snow, was bent over by the seemingly light white snow.
The pines and cypresses are still standing in the snow without fear.
"To be a man should be like a pine and cypress," Ye Qian said with a deep face, "have your own persistence and are not afraid of worldly vision." If you go with the flow, even if you live an easy life, you lose your principles. β
"You should be like snow," I said earnestly, "pure and pure, clean!" β
"Don't spoil the words pure and clean," Ye Qian smiled, "Don't you blush when you say it?" β
I looked at the lake of glasses and smiled.
In winter, the lake is no longer sparkling, and a thick layer of ice has formed on the surface of the lake. There is a stone road by the lake that leads directly to the incense burner peak, and the road is relatively steep with many steps. There are some attractions nearby that are not too high, such as Shinsai, the Glass Tower, the Pine Forest Hotel, and the Autumn Pavilion. There is a road with a small slope next to the Akirai Pavilion that leads to the incense burner peak, and we decided to choose this road to go up the mountain.
"Let's hurry up!" I urged as I passed by Yuxiu Temple along the way.
"The process of mountaineering is about enjoyment," Ye Qian said unhurriedly, "about exercising, about perseverance." So you don't have to rush to the top of the mountain, but you should enjoy the scenery along the way while climbing the mountain. β
"Xiangshan is so beautiful in winter," I said with emotion as I passed by the Xiangwu Cave and the platform, "there are no spring flowers, no summer shade, no autumn leaves." In winter, there is only white snow in Xiangshan, which is a clean world. β
"The West Mountain Clear Snow Monument is almost here!" Ye Qian reminded.
"You've been here before?" I asked behind Ye Qian.
"Yes," Ye Qian said with a smile, "just north of the Xiangwu Cave, standing on the right side of the Chaoyang Cave hiking trail!" β
Soon, we saw a Xishan Qingxue Monument carved from white marble boulders. The inscription is strong and strong, the front is engraved with "West Mountain Clear Snow", and the back is engraved with Qianlong's poem "West Mountain Clear Snow":
"For a long time, Ji Chunming has won the traces, and he believes in Mojing. Just when the snow is fast, the good scenery will be sunny. The smoke of the cold village is in the forest, and the ancient temple bell is ringing in the courtyard. The new Xiangshan is a fine house, so that the jade is boiled and cleared. β
"As soon as I see the snowflakes fluttering," I said to Ye Qian, "when I see such a pure and immaculate snow scene, the irritability disappears." β
"Me too," Ye Qian said with a smile, "Look at this snowy Xiangshan, just like the ice and snow kingdom in a fairy tale, from time to time, there are three or two birds flying by, breaking the silence of the valley." Occasionally, a gust of north wind blows, the white snow on the branches scatters like smoke, the red bricks and tiles are piled up with pure white snow, and the scenery in front of the eyes is unbelievably beautiful, so beautiful that people are so intoxicated, so beautiful that people forget the cold. β
Heaven is beautiful.
While we were enjoying the snow at the top of the mountain, the sky suddenly cleared.
The snow is beginning in winter.
We looked down on the plain from the mountain, Qiongshu Yao Peak, the sky is boundless, and it is extremely cheerful.
"This is a scene of Xiangshan known as the clear snow in the West Mountain!" Ye Qian said with a smile.
"It's hard for people to see!" I said to Ye Qian.
"yes!" Ye Qian said seriously, "Because there is usually no snow, only when you catch up with the early winter snow, look up at the mountains from the bottom of the mountain, or look down at the plain from the mountain, you can see Qiongshu Yao Peak, which is vast and extremely cheerful." β
"It's so beautiful because of the snow!" I muttered to myself.
"Yes," Ye Qian said calmly, "When the snow comes, it will greet it openly; When the snow is gone, it will say goodbye cleanly, without a trace of dregs in its heart, and what it has is still a free and ethereal present. Without the dregs, it will naturally look clean. The same is true of the heart, things come to the heart, and things go to the heart. Come and don't refuse, go and don't stay. β
"Things come to the heart, and things go to the heart." I muttered to myself, "If you come, you won't refuse, and if you go, you won't stay." β
I slowly turned aroundβ
I saw that Ye Qian had already faced a thousand ravines and chanted emotionally:
"The West Mountain is precariously leaning against the sky, and the refreshing air is always more and more miasma. Who knows that there is no rain and snow in Fujian, and Qiong Yao is seen at the top every year. β
"The poet of the Song Dynasty, Li Kan, praised the beautiful scenery of the West Mountain!" I said to Ye Qian with a smile.
"Yes!" Ye Qian smiled.
"Xiangshan is so beautiful at this time!" I sighed from the bottom of my heart.
As he spoke, the snowflakes began to flutter again.
Between heaven and earth, a snow-white field.
My heart was moved.
"Let the snowflakes wash our hearts!" Ye Qian said to me affectionately.
"Let the sun soothe our cheeks!" I said to Ye Qian with the same affection.
"Just let the smile bloom in our day!" Ye Qian and I said in unison.