Enshi Mufu: All regrets are perfection in another sense.

There are too many resounding business cards in Enshi. Enshi Grand Canyon, Tenglong Cave, Shennongxi, Tusi City ... The unknown shogunate town was not in my travel plan at first.

The road to Mufu is not easy, and the whole journey is bumpy. From time to time, buses full of tourists are bound for Enshi Grand Canyon. I slept in the car. When I woke up, there was a mountain outside the window. Looking up, I suddenly feel that people are really small.

This reminds me of the impression I asked my friends about Enshi before. He said that besides mountains, there are endless mountains. Is that really the case? be

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Mufu is surrounded by mountains, and Qingjiang River passes through the mysterious ground fissure in the Grand Canyon. There are typical and rich karst landforms on both sides: sinkholes, ground fissures, natural bridges, karst caves, waterfalls, mountains and mountains, and cliffs almost perpendicular to the Grand Canyon.

In the cold and cheerless climate before the tourism boom, Mu Fu was like an old man, staring quietly at the towering mountains opposite him, making no noise and rarely being visited by outsiders.

When the bus arrived at the entrance of the village with the road sign "Lvyouju", we got off and gathered at an inn called Xiaoyao Island. This is a gathering place for hikers and hikers, a three-story building with simple decoration. The first floor is the kitchen and dining room, and there are several rooms on the second and third floors for hikers to stay and rest. I prefer its geographical location to tranquility. When you go out, you will see the Qingjiang River. When you open the window, you can see the towering green hills with unique scenery.

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Lunch is cooked by a girl from Wuhan who lives here. A few simple home-cooked dishes are enough to comfort my stomach. Island Ding Jiulin is a native of Enshi youth. At first I thought he was "Bizka" (as Tujia people call themselves), but later I found out he wasn't.

This young man who likes to walk was wandering on the road a few years ago. He has traveled almost all over China. Later, I don't know whether the waves stopped moving or I didn't want to wave. When I returned to my hometown, he decided to do something meaningful, and Xiaoyao Island hatched. Xiaoyao Island, as its name implies, is the core of Xiaoyao Tour. It is the cradle of free people all over the world. Many people who love freedom and the outdoors gather here because of their common hobbies, to challenge, hike and study outdoors, and to explore the spiritual world in the most instinctive way.

Knowing that we don't want to go to popular scenic spots, we want to see something different. Jiulin recommended a light hiking route and assumed the responsibility of leading the team. If you want to go, everything can't just stay at the stage of thinking. We quickly reached an agreement that we would spend an afternoon crossing Mufu ancient town, two rivers and several villages to see Yunlong Rift Valley and Waterfalls.

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We decided to go to town by bike first, which could save a lot of time. There are three bicycles lined up in the lobby of Xiaoyao Island Inn, and each person takes one and goes into battle lightly.

Jiu Lin is a master cyclist. When he is alone, he can ride all the way along the shogunate avenue to Fengjie, Chongqing. This time, obviously, he can't highlight this advantage of himself, because my cycling skills are so poor that I am seriously restrained. Riding along the right side of the road with trepidation, the speed is as slow as a snail, and you have to come down and push the cart when you meet an uphill.

Slow down, but something unexpected happened. Surrounded by mountains, canyons and clouds, the beauty of that kind of caress is obvious even to me when I first met. On the way through the main scenic spot of Enshi Grand Canyon, the tourist bus parked in the parking lot of the tourist center showed the extraordinary attraction of the scenic spot to tourists.

I am an exception. What attracts me is something else, and my eyes wander on the most inconspicuous things. The towering trees on both sides of the road are redwoods, towering into the sky.

The huts on both sides have only simple black and white, simple window sills and cornices. At home, women always wear a silver thimble in their middle finger, and the leisurely grandfather seems to have reached the realm of drought.

Although the town is quiet, it is not without noise. Hotels and restaurants are under construction, doing business around the Grand Canyon. At the entrance of the shop, a chubby woman and a child are dancing happily with the explosive music. Yes, but it makes people feel comfortable and relaxed.

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Eyes too busy to linger for too long, Jiulin found a familiar shop, we put our bicycles at the door, turned around and plunged into the exploration of Yunlong Rift Valley and Waterfalls. We gave up the flat cement road, but copied it in from a dirt road that is not strictly a road. It's hard to take the dirt road, but accidents and surprises keep coming.

Coming down from the ancient town, I met two farmers, a man and a woman, driving their horses by. Farmers carry bamboo baskets on their backs, and bamboo baskets are also hung on their horses. Seeing me chasing the horse for a photo, the hostess stopped to take a good photo of me. I admire this handsome horse. Peer correction, this is a donkey! The woman on the side stifled her smile and said it was a mule. Then there was a series of laughter. I asked, how to distinguish? She said that the ears of mules are longer and bigger than those of horses.

Along the way, I met smiling old people, women picking tea, farmers ploughing fields, fields full of spring and endless mountains. I just silently rejoiced and took photos silently. Until the Yunlong Rift Valley, I saw it, and finally I couldn't help but shout it out in surprise.

This is a beautiful, mysterious and winding Qingjiang River, which belongs only to Mufu. Having said that, I gently turned around and kissed her child-Yunlong River. With deep affection for Mother Earth, Yunlong River has made unremitting efforts for hundreds of millions of years to squeeze the earth out of the narrow gap and suck her sweet milk.

It is not difficult to imagine that in ancient times, there must be a group of brave soldiers camped here, guarding the peace of the mountains. The mountain barrier across the Qingjiang River is an indestructible shield in their hands.

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My thoughts floated back with a cloud. As the cloud drifted by, the sky became more and more gloomy, and soon it began to rain sporadically. We climbed up the uneven riverbed of Yunlong River and went straight upstream. When they arrived at Yunlong Waterfall, their hair was messy and their clothes were slightly wet. I don't know if they were wet by rain or sweat. Although my heart is in a mess, I feel inexplicable joy in my heart.

Despite walking through many magnificent rivers and mountains, there are always some places that seem isolated and mysterious. They live in the depths, emitting an ancient and awe-inspiring atmosphere.

Here, I breathe fresh air with negative oxygen ions several times as many as in sunny days. I avoided the noise of the crowd, and I enjoyed the beautiful scenery where the rain washed the green hills everywhere. Moreover, it is difficult to encounter such a situation that there is rain but no dripping pain.

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Everything encountered at this moment is the best arrangement.

Just like the night I arrived in Enshi, I gave up going to my daughter's city because of fatigue, but I was satisfied with a delicious bacon fried powder at a food stall called Lao Wang next to the hotel.

Just like missing the beautiful scenery of Mufu cherry blossom season, I was lucky enough to see the rarity of Chinese sturgeon in Mufu office.

It's like not enjoying the most beautiful sunset in Yunlong River, but getting a pair of sweet and warm smiling faces from the old people.

Just like the rainy season hasn't arrived yet, I didn't have a chance to see the majestic Yunlong Waterfall flowing down, but I was moved by a clear and jasper spring.

Just like a shower, you dirty your shoes and wet your hair and skirt, only to find that the meaning of the long journey is not that you want to come, but that this place is calling you. When you see the wider world, you will understand your smaller self.

Therefore, nothing is incomplete, and all regrets are perfection in another sense. The journey is like this, so is life.

(Photo: Yan Jianguo? Chen Jian? Guo Xiang doesn't love Zhang Junbao)