Pan 'an Hongfeng Ancient Road.

I never know where the ancient maple leaf road in Pan 'an is. Never planned a trip through Pan 'an Shili Hongfeng? However, at that moment of that year, a ding-dong news sounded, and Hongfeng's promise floated down like snowflakes. Fate. Unknown fate will always meet quietly in that corner.

Ding Ding from Direction Outdoor Travel Agency is in my WeChat circle of friends. One day, she posted an advertisement:165438+129 October, hiking on the ancient Yuyao road, shooting the redwood forest in Siming Lake, a large area of orange-red deciduous cedar, egrets flying from time to time, sparkling autumn scenery ... What a wonderful place. Touched the string of love in my heart and rippled. However, the next day, I told him that it was postponed because of the bad weather. At this time, my man remembered his mobile phone message: Xiao Baiyang: 65438+ February 2, hiking through the Shili Hongfeng Ancient Road in Pan 'an. I think it's romantic to look up at the drunken rhyme of wine and walk freely in it. All right! Let's go So I immediately sent a message to Xiao Bai Yang: Which travel agency is it? Xiao Boyang answered: I organized it. I asked who you were. Xiao Baiyang: ... I was silent for a long time without answering. I think it's probably the donkey tour team. You can't cheat for 90 yuan, and besides, an aunt in her fifties can't cheat either. It doesn't matter whether she is a regular travel agency or not. Then we made an appointment with our friends, quietly signed up and paid the money.

1 65438+1October1We came back from Hangzhou. Get up at 6 o'clock the next day. At 6: 30, I took a bus to the East Bus Station, ate a bowl of fried rice cakes nearby, and then quickly rushed to Xiaobaiyang bus. The bus was almost full, as if there were only a few seats in the front row. I remember Xiao Boyang said that it is better to give the front seat to older passengers and look at beautiful cars, so as to sit down safely.

At this moment, Wan Li has already been frozen in the north, and it is the most beautiful late autumn in the south, with warm sunshine and breezes. The bus flew all the way, and its eyes flashed intoxicating beauty. Ginkgo biloba and Sapindus mukoraiensis are decorated in rows with gold. Red maple leaves are full of wild drunkenness; Chrysanthemums are colorful, waiting for them to smile brightly in the middle or on both sides of the road. In fact, in Jiangnan this season, you don't have to choose scenic spots, you can ride in a convertible with the wind, and there are scenery everywhere.

I was drunk all the way in autumn and didn't know for an hour and a half. I have arrived at the foot of Zhuxiling, a small village called Wangkeng. Shili Hongfeng Ancient Road is nearby, but we drove a little. If the bus needs to turn around, just get off and wait.

Impressively, it is a ancestral temple of Chen, isn't it the legendary Chen? It is said that Cheziling Ancient Road is a "tea and salt merchant road", which was built by the Chen family.

We turned around and turned right under the viaduct we just passed, but the muddy road and the soft foundation were about to collapse, and the driver was a little afraid to go forward.

So we got off the bus again and started hiking early. The bus turned around and went to our destination today: near Qizhitang Village, where we waited to go back.

The rising sun is high in the treetops, which is a bit dazzling. I dare not look up, I can only look down at the road under my feet.

It's weird. When did it rain heavily? The mountain road has actually become a muddy waterway. A rolling car passed by, as if repairing a road. We trudged one foot deep and one foot shallow, and our shoes were dirty and our pants were dirty.

Looking around, the villages with white walls and red tiles are crowded and winding among the green hills and canyons.

Looking down, a silver-gray expressway passes through the mountain. It seems that a long and straight flying object is rapidly shuttling through the green field and rushing into the sky.

We walked around the mountain, but we didn't see the ancient road or the red maple. Small surprises in autumn always pass by.

One slope after another, after several twists and turns, the mountain green gradually reveals its beauty.

At a fork in the road, I suddenly met a group of travelers. Are they our group friends? It turns out that the Cheziling ancient road is in sight.

The towering ancient maple is shocked by its simplicity and leaves fall all over the ground. However, it was a little unexpected. Why isn't the maple leaf red? They are all golden yellow, but not as pure as ginkgo. Ginkgo biloba is golden, and the ground is golden when it lands.

However, the ancient Maple Road is worthy of the name. The stone steps are made of square stones, which are smooth and concave. Hundreds of years of wind and rain, people and horses trample, and the horns are gone. They are soft in the rain and harmonious in the wind. Shoes crackle and hooves click.

The maple leaf is not red, but we still look up at Kaka.

It seems that it is a habit to crack while walking.

Looking back at the maple leaves piled up all the way, there are golden, green and dead coffee, but there are no red leaves. We said, after all, are we late or early? Is the maple leaf redder and greener than redder? Or yellow and red? From red to yellow?

In fact, the golden maple leaves in the sunshine are also beautiful, but the sunshine is always placed on the treetops, illuminating the canopy. Forget it, take a photo, send a circle of friends and travel in the sun.

All right, he said, I'll take one and dry it at night.

The most beautiful pile, the most beautiful moment, the breeze blowing gently, maple leaves falling like rain. The fresh and bright light has just fallen, and there are still a few pieces of half red, covered with dead leaves.

Climbing around, there is a blue stone tablet set up in 2003 halfway up the mountain, which can be vaguely identified as "the ancient road and ancient tree protection monument in Zhejiang Province;" Ancient trees in Cheziling ancient road, the main tree species: Liquidambar formosana; Quantity: 76 trees; Protection level: level 3 ".

In the west of Cheziling Ancient Road, there are beautiful ancient trees and Liquidambar formosana planted since ancient times. The average height of these trees is about 20 meters, the diameter at breast height is 79 cm, the smallest is over 50 cm, and the trees are over 200 years old. It is a provincial-level ancient tree protection group.

According to legend, in the early years, Cheziling Ancient Road was the "Tea and Salt Ancient Road" leading to the coast of Taizhou. People from Qianxiang, Nanxiang, Dongyang and Nanma take this ancient road to Jinhua, Pan 'an, Tiantai and Xianju.

10: 30, we came to Ciling, the top of the ancient road. There is a rain pavilion rebuilt in 2006, and Zhu Yong Expressway can be seen from a distance.

Infinite scenery with dangerous peaks. Standing on the top of Ciling, I finally saw some red maple trees, today's dream lover.

All travelers can't help staring up, as if there is a sigh that has been withdrawn.

The pavilion is comfortable, digest some fruit cakes, and then set out: touch the slope. A while ago, a teammate was shouting: No road, down the hill.

Step by step, slow down carefully.

Go down the hillside, go south along the opposite ring mountain road, and pursue the historic Guangzhou village.

Guangzhou Village is located at the foot of Cheziling Mountain. Autumn in Guangzhou village is very beautiful. White walls and red tiles, surrounded by colorful autumn scenery. Although it is only an adobe low-rise house, it always looks so harmonious and warm.

Two old people sit around and watch, bamboo with colored tiles, showing a young man's fashion.

This is the Wenguang Culture Auditorium.

At the door of every household, pieces of bamboo mats are drying dried radish and dried vegetables. A teammate bought a dried radish from the farmer, 15 yuan/kg, but he had to pay in cash.

Two old people, sitting around watching, looked at us like watching a play. We looked at them as if they were a warm landscape.

Stone wall vicissitudes, we passed by.

Stone walls are amazing. We collect them.

Don't pass the people in Guangzhou village, but cross the fields in Guangzhou village. It is a mountain road with weeds on both sides.

Through the forest, dead leaves touch your feet. Seeing many, many leaves that don't remember their names but know their shapes since childhood, how much warmth surges from my heart.

I remember when I was a child, I grew up in the countryside. When I was five or six years old, I began to follow my brothers and sisters in droves, running, rolling, climbing trees and picking wild fruits in the fields and Shan Ye all day. ...

I never thought that our childhood was so happy. It turns out that when I was a child, I traveled for free every day and ate delicacies.

We continue to climb the mountain, which is the second mountain today. The soil here looks very soft, many bamboos fall in rows, and some places have to pass through the cat's waist.

Some trees have been uprooted, sometimes crossed, and sometimes touched by cats. The dead leaves on the ground were wet and slippery, and someone fell down. At this time, I think it is necessary to bring a trekking stick.

Suddenly, I came to the mountain pass.

Looking up, autumn is flowing in the blue sky.

Thank you for giving me a beautiful sunny day today.

Seeing a piece of cultivated land, reeds on the ridge swayed with the wind.

Looking back, happy, I climbed another mountain.

Along the slope, there is a string of small sheds I have never seen before, a black lattice cage, and a small box inside. What is this? It turns out that farmers keep bees.

There is a pile of cactus hanging upside down in Gaokan, bearing red fruits, which is beautiful.

I squatted down carefully, leaned over the cliff a few feet deep and took a few screens. The big poplar trees on the road kept shouting behind them: be careful! Watch out!

The army led by Xiao Baiyang has gone away. At the fork in the road, I saw the fluttering red ribbon, which was the signpost indicated by Little Aries, telling us to turn right, go downhill and walk along the canyon.

After a while, the road appeared under the cliff.

Along the way, many such barrels were placed on the cliff, and some of them were beekeepers' hives with names written on them.

There are some construction sites in the distance.

It looks like a residential building, very high.

It turned out to be the newly-built An Wen Street in Pan 'an County. It turned out to be Zhuxi Lingjiao Village. Everything is under construction and the road is still under construction. Maybe there will be some farmhouses and homestays here soon.

We rested here for dozens of minutes and ate almost all the fruits we brought.

After a full meal, Xiao Boyang growled and led us to an ancient tree, which was 2 16 years old.

A lovely dog lay on the ground and looked at us indifferently.

It is said that this is the Shili Hongfeng ancient road on Zhuxiling.

Pan 'an Shili Hongfeng Zhuxiling Ancient Road was built in the Northern Song Dynasty, with a total length of ten miles and paved with stones, with an average width of 2 meters. It starts from Jiao Ling, Zhuxiling Village, Pan 'an County in the east and ends at Xitang Bank, Dongyang City in the west. It is mainly located in Pan 'an County, which is the official road from ancient An Wen to Dongyang, Yongkang and Jinhua.

The ancient road is well preserved, with abundant vegetation on both sides and continuous distribution of maples, with more than 20 towering ancient maples. In late autumn, the mountains are covered with red leaves, like a Danxia falling on Zhu Xiling.

This is the third mountain I climbed today.

Stunned all the way, such ancient maple trees are mostly over 300 years old.

Vicissitudes, huge trunks, rough and withered, but still stand upright, making a tree red.

Unprecedented rudeness

Never seen the root, squatting from the soil.

People used to come and go on this vicissitudes of life. Feng remembers that people who used to carry things, donkeys and horses were panting and sweating. Maple leaves always support maple leaves, shielding passers-by from the setting sun and wind and rain.

Feng never understood, but somehow he gradually became inaccessible. However, in recent years, backpacker teams have suddenly appeared. Feng thinks that people nowadays are a little strange. They are always winking at it, holding big and small guys and lighting it. What's wrong with people now? A maple is a little confused.

All the way to Gufeng, a lot of bare, it seems too late.

Passing an unknown village. Only one large and one small adobe house is left. The pile next to it collapsed

Stone mills, boilers and furniture scattered everywhere seem to be a small village that is about to disappear.

The only earthen house opposite the thatched cottage is drying the old man's clothes.

The idea of visiting the old man suddenly rose, but I still didn't stop looking at the team in front.

Rich vicissitudes of life.

The ancient rhyme of vicissitudes is an ancient poem.

Do not fall, do and regenerate.