Huangshan——Wonderland on Earth

People often use "fairyland on earth" to describe the beauty of natural landscapes, but what exactly is fairyland? How beautiful is it? I think mortals have never seen it, so they must be unable to find the right words to describe it, or they cannot describe it, so they came up with the term "fairyland on earth". When I arrived at Mount Huangshan, I finally understood what a fairyland on earth is, and I also understood the paleness and powerlessness of language.

From the north side of Huangshan Mountain, take the cable car from Yungu Temple to the top, passing by several peaks. The feeling of flying slowly at high altitude is very wonderful, and the bottomless canyon is really scary. Perhaps it was God's inadvertent wave of his hand and the flick of his sleeves that scattered countless strange-shaped stones on the land of Huizhou with a rich cultural atmosphere. Strange, dangerous, precipitous and majestic, it gathers the bell spirit of thousands of peaks and captures the beauty of thousands of mountains. No wonder Xu Xiake sighed: When returning from the Five Mountains, you don’t see the mountains, and when you return from Huangshan, you don’t see the mountains. I think this may be the residence of immortals. Maybe you can meet the gods unexpectedly anytime and anywhere and get an unexpected surprise.

After getting off the cable car, we headed towards Shixin Peak along the plank road. Not to mention the scenery along the way, I was already sweating profusely when I climbed up to Shixin Peak. Standing on Shixin Peak, the Huangshan pines growing on the cliffs are so proud and tall that I have never seen before. The white clouds among the peaks are like misty gauze, like plain brocade in the wind, like thin cotton wool, changing gracefully. His posture, nestling close to the peaks, can't help but make people jealous. This scene has only been seen in TV series such as "Three Lives Three Worlds Ten Miles of Peach Blossom". Suddenly, I wanted to leave behind all the worldly connections, run away from the world, and live like a god, enjoying the wind and drinking the dew.

While I was daydreaming, my companion reminded me to leave quickly and go to Baie Mountain Villa to solve the problem of food and accommodation before dark. I remember that Li Bai's good friend Wen Chushi once lived in Baieling. Li Bai wrote a poem to send him off, praising the wonders of Huangshan: "Huangshan is four thousand feet tall, with thirty-two lotus peaks. There are stone pillars on the red cliffs, and golden hibiscus..." . In addition, if you live in Baieling, you can see the entire North Sea. If you are lucky, you can also see the sunset on Huangshan Mountain.

More importantly, Li Bai also has an indissoluble bond with Huangshan and Beihai. It is said that when Li Bai traveled to Huangshan Mountain, he felt deeply that the elders were sincere in treating others, and wanted to give him cursive poems as a gift of thanks. The elder was very happy, and the young monks were busy grinding the ink and laying the paper. Li Bai took advantage of the wine to write vigorously. The elders and young monks stood on both sides, admiring the powerful characters. After Li Bai finished writing, he was still drunk, so he threw the brush. The brush turned over and shook, fell from the air and was inserted into the soil, and then said goodbye to the elder. The elder turned around and was surprised to see that the brush that Li Bai had just thrown had turned into a peak, and the tip of the brush had turned into a pine tree, standing in the Sanhuawu. This is the Mengbishenghuafeng seen today. There is an ancient poem that praises: "The stone bones are ridged and breathtaking, and the pine trees are woven with green brocade clouds. A natural tube of flower brushes writes all over the strange peaks into the painting." The legend cannot be verified, but the vivid dream brushstrokes of flower peaks are indeed vivid. Standing tall in the sea of ??clouds.

Climbing up to the platform of Baieling, the distant peaks and trees are looming in the sea of ??clouds. My mind keeps replaying the strange things about the peaks. How come they look like people, things, birds and beasts? , different moods, and the images are so lifelike! This is because the crustal movement hundreds of millions of years ago caused Huangshan to rise and fall several times. In addition, the participation of glaciers caused the accumulation of granite peaks over a kilometer long. After being eroded by natural wind and rain, they are so lifelike in various shapes. Standing on the nearly 1,700-meter Baieling Mountain, you can see the majestic and majestic peaks rising up to the blue sky. Accompanying these peaks is the vast sea of ??clouds. Regarding this dreamlike existence, the ancients said, "It's hard to describe when you see it. It's so strange that it's so abnormal that it seems to have transformed into something." Daoyun, a poet monk in the Tang Dynasty, also lived in Huangshan. He loved Huangshan deeply and sang for it. In his poems, he recorded the legend of Xuanyuan Huangdi who made alchemy and became an immortal in Huangshan Mountain: "There are alchemy stoves left everywhere on the floating hills, and the Yellow Emperor hid jade books layer by layer. When he finally climbed to the highest peak, he followed Luanhe Wu. Cloud car. "At this moment, I am like the ancients, seeing the strange scenery and having a hard time describing it. I can only use the beautiful words of the poet Shimagumo to be arty. In summer, the windless sea of ??clouds in Huangshan Mountain floats like the silent tide of the Qiantang River. Although there are rolling waves, there are no waves. Sometimes there are clouds, and their postures change unpredictably, as if they are wandering eastward with many attachments, elegant but not free and easy. The white clouds are pulled into gauze, misty and ethereal, attracting people's reverie.

Looking at the mountain peaks and the sea of ??clouds from a distance, I am already at a loss for words. I can only quote two lines of poetry to express the Huangshan pine in front of me, "A cloud has a different power, and a pine with a foot has no ordinary branches." Huangshan pine is indeed extraordinary. It survives in this magical place with its unique posture and tenacious vitality, adding unique charm and mystery to Huangshan. I tried hard to collect vocabulary and wanted to express my emotions, but I couldn't find a word or a sentence. Just when I was feeling annoyed, a child's voice suddenly came, "Dad, Huangshan Mountain is so beautiful, so beautiful!" Yes, Huangshan Mountain is so beautiful that it is indescribable. I think photographers can use their lenses to capture the intoxicating beauty of Huangshan Mountain, painters can copy the beauty and elegance of Huangshan Mountain, and poets can use poems to praise the uniqueness of Huangshan Mountain... What about me? There is no clear and lifelike picture taken by the photographer, no vivid copy by the painter, and no clever and praising verses by the poet... After writing thousands of lines, I still feel helpless and miserable, and I can't find a word to praise this fairyland on earth.

In Baieling in the evening, the sun reveals a touch of red from the sea of ??clouds, like a fairy red ribbon falling between the clouds. At this moment, the mountain peaks are in the clouds, the clouds are in the sky, and there is no dividing line. I think this is what fairyland looks like.

My heart suddenly became ethereal, drifting with the clouds. There was no fame or fortune, no stumbling, no ups and downs, and no fatigue when climbing mountains. My spirit was refreshed, my head was clear and my eyes were clear, and I was completely intoxicated by the strange rocks standing there. Amidst the elegant scenery of sea of ??clouds. When the fairy put away her red ribbon, there was no wonder of the sunset over the sea of ??clouds, nor was there the magnificent picture of the sunset dyeing the peaks. The sun just quietly disappeared into the sky. The clouds accumulated thicker and thicker. Slowly, the peaks were hidden under the jade-like sky, becoming peaceful and quiet, and gradually disappeared.

The night in Huangshan is quiet, and you can hear the occasional bird call clearly. There are still ripples in my heart. I feel a little regretful that I didn't see the sunset. I feel no sleepiness at all. Walking on the platform, maybe the air is too humid, maybe there are clouds passing through my clothes. I just feel that my face, hair, and clothes are all damp. I think if I stay like this until dawn, I will definitely be able to see the sunrise. of. I kept guarding and couldn't miss this opportunity no matter what. Later, a drizzle fell from the sky, so I had to return to the hotel disappointed. Huangshan in June is cloudy and foggy, with continuous drizzle. I didn't see the sunset, and I missed the sunrise. However, Huangshan Mountain left a deep impression on me. I am still intoxicated in the silence of the dark night, recalling what I saw and heard during the day. I fell asleep to the sound of rain, and what woke me up was the singing of birds at dawn.

? Wind Chimes

2019-06-13 in Baieling