A letter from Dashan

It was a sunny afternoon, and the air was filled with tea.

Turning a corner along the fence woven by bamboo poles, I heard the gurgling sound of running water. Looking up, I saw a white roof on the black water wall, which set off the blue sky, and suddenly felt that it was a pleasing painting.

Shanxin B&B is located here. This homestay, which opened only at the end of last year, has just experienced the worst winter. I wonder if it's spring?

This is Yanbei Village in Dongming, Xinchang. In recent years, it has gradually become a place of online celebrities because the fog here is like a fairyland. My friends have invited me many times, or camping, or watching clouds, or tasting local dishes, but perhaps because I was busy, although I longed for it, I never made it.

Climbing up the stairs, pushing the door, an exquisite yard appeared. But the most eye-catching thing is the infinity pool. A pool of green water sparkled in the sun. At this moment, many people feel annoyed at first. God, why didn't I know to bring my swimsuit? Imagine, under the white clouds, under the sun, on the top of the mountain, facing the distant mountains and water with beautiful eyes, the winding 19 peaks not far away are like a group of handsome guys protecting you. Shouldn't we jump into the water immediately and enjoy this boundless romance and leisure?

B&B is milky white, fresh and Japanese, which is what B&B looks like in imagination. There is a small card written by the owner on the wall, "Spring breeze is ten miles, all for you", "On the way to see you, the sunshine is warm, the clouds are lovely, and the evening breeze must be blowing, which is also sweet". There are tatami beside the window. You can read, write and chat. I like that partition, that is, the low bookshelf. After browsing, I like many books. The leisure area is small, but the layout is natural, elegant and warm. The two girls at the front desk spoke softly and smiled sweetly, which was very soothing.

I like the details of the room. The most unbearable thing about accommodation is the rudeness in luxury. Some so-called five-star hotels are richly decorated, but the towels are rough, the slippers are soft, the bedding is heavy, and the washing products are simple, just like a nouveau riche, wearing gold and silver, but the language is vulgar. Fortunately, letters from mountainous areas all jumped out of these minefields. Towels and quilts are loose and soft, slippers are faint, sofas are leather, bedside lamps are rattan, toothbrushes are the most popular, and its handles are actually bamboo. The brand Juliko is used for shower gel and shampoo, which exceeds my expectation.

The fellow travelers couldn't wait to sit down on the platform in the yard. Xiayanbei Village, where B&B is located, is the back garden of the 19th peak of the 4A national scenic spot. Sitting quietly on the platform, I saw countless peaks, undulating mountains, winding running water, full of pastoral scenery, and fireworks in the clouds at the top of the mountain in the distance, as if within reach ... The female manager brought green Longjing tea and said it belonged to Chengtan Tea Factory separated by a wall. The tea soup is clear, the entrance is sweet, and the breeze blows, bringing waves of rich tea fragrance. At this moment, you can think about anything or nothing, just like me, sit quietly, close your eyes and breathe quietly, listen to your heartbeat, listen to the crisp birds singing and listen to the sound of the wind blowing.

As the sun sets, the fog gradually rises, and the tired birds return to their nests. There are still hard-working people in the surrounding thousand acres of tea gardens. The terrain here is relatively high. There are more than 200 families in the village, and most farmers still live a traditional life of "picking, frying and selling tea" in spring, which is quiet and comfortable. We get up, walk along the path next to the tea garden, and then have dinner at Peng Ge Zhu Xiao's restaurant.

The dishes are authentic local dishes, tofu made by farmers, bamboo shoots just dug out, and bamboo garden chicken (tea garden chicken? ), fried pork slices with garlic, noodles made with potatoes ... taste good and business is better. The proprietress told me that she had prepared six tables of dishes and cooked them all at noon. These are all collected in the afternoon and then prepared. She said that if it weren't for the epidemic, she would have been too busy this season and turned over the table several times. She, excited, enthusiastic and confident, is no longer the backcountry woman in our memory.

In recent years, Dongming Township has made great efforts to build a six-scenic area with "fog under the rock shell, stars under the white stone, theatre in Houdai Mountain, flowers in Houjinshan Mountain, bridge in Dongfeng Pit and water under the stone pit", which has turned the poor place in my mind into a tourist attraction that tourists flock to. The night was dim, and we walked slowly to Huimin hut, surrounded by farmhouse music, each with its own characteristics. I believe business will be very, very good after a while.

The mountains are quiet. In the mountains, I can always feel an ethereal silence, and my ears seem to be suddenly opened. Dogs bark, birds sing, and voices are voices. There is no noisy background in the city that can't be driven away. I made a cup of tea and sat on the balcony. Although I dare not drink tea at night, tonight, the sky is full of stars, the warm wind in April, and the rare super moon. What if I don't sleep? The teacups are all thumbs. I feel good in my hand and like it very much. On a whim, I opened a pack of "Grandma's tortillas", crispy snacks and refreshing tea. Alas, if you are dreaming, occasionally idle and contented, isn't it the greatest happiness in life?

Wake up early. When I opened my eyes, Yasunari Kawabata's sentence "At four o'clock in the morning, I saw a begonia flower wake up" suddenly popped up in my mind. Since the master told us that "beauty is the result of meeting and closeness", let's go out, get close and meet.

Near five o'clock, the sky is deep, the moon is strange, and the wind is cold. Standing on the platform, I feel a kind of vicissitudes and loneliness. In front of me are those times that have passed away. Behind me, where is the next generation? . Looking around, it was quiet, and the whole hotel was immersed in silence. The water in the endless swimming pool overflowed and tinkled, just like the murmur of a stream, but it seemed quieter around. Not far from Chashan, there are already shadowy tea pickers. In the other direction, 19 peaks are like silent people, which form a suitable ink painting with high and low mountains and small villages in the depths of white clouds.

Go for a run in the morning. Wandering aimlessly, just run a few steps where the road is good, a few steps where the road is winding, and stop to take a few photos where the scenery is good to chat with the old man who digs bamboo shoots. ...

In fact, I am a particularly impressionable person. A particularly bright cloud, a particularly fresh fragrance of flowers and a particularly warm-hearted word will make me stay for a long time and even burst into tears. In fact, we are uneasy, confused and confused in this world, and then there is always a port for you to release and be free. Perhaps, the detached and independent homestay in the hubbub is such a place.

Breakfast is very late and starts at eight o'clock. For office workers who work from eight to five, it seems to be a challenge to the stomach. I don't hold out much hope, because this day is not a weekend after all, and it is impossible to have a big breakfast. Perhaps this is also the characteristic of the hotel. Walking down the stairs, the restaurant was elegant and quiet, only to find that the front desk was actually the second floor, that is, the first floor. The sun shone through the window. After waiting quietly for a while, the waiter brought a breakfast. Flour steamed stuffed bun, sausage, purple potato, potato, quicksand bag, porridge and small tomato are simple, convenient and delicious. If, I say yes, the staple food becomes a special wok in Xinchang, the potatoes become baked with salt, and the steamed buns are changed into steamed wonton, will it better reflect the taste of Xinchang?

After eating, I stayed on the platform for a while, then packed my things and left. It's just a pity. Unfortunately, on this day, I didn't see the beautiful scenery of steamed clouds. The widely praised cloud did not appear in front of my eyes. It is said that there are two proverbs circulating in the village: one day in the rock shell will make you live forever; If you can't become immortal, stay for another seven days. Then, let me relax and look forward to next time.

Letter from the mountain, see the letter like a face, see everything is fine!