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In recent years, many domestic tourist attractions have been lucky enough to stop because of their work. I am obviously a little picky about the choice of tourist attractions. Or it has a long historical background, or it has a strong humanistic color. If a landscape is too young, because I didn't know all the details before, I will go home to the letter even if I have reached the gate. Several times, I made my friends in the same trade feel at a loss, thinking that something had neglected me. I laughed, but I suddenly lost my spirit and wanted to go back to sleep for a while.

Later, I went to Jiuzhaigou, only to find out that my interest is not limited to the Millennium monuments of doddering age. The fresh and pleasant natural landscape, it seems that the younger she is, the more charming and lovely she can show. The so-called "Huangshan returns without looking at the mountains, Jiuzhai returns without looking at the water" has long been heard. But in the past, I just heard about it, and I couldn't perceive it in detail in my heart, so there was no more imminent heartbeat and tremor. When I saw the water in Jiuzhai, whether it was a lake, a spring, a waterfall, a stream, a river, a beach, a stream or the sea, it was refreshing and pleasant. Along the way, there is a virgin-like silence, a galloping horse, a fairy-like elegance, and a philosopher-like silence. In the process of reading aloud, singing softly, the water of Jiuzhai, the spirit of Jiuzhai, unconsciously flows into people's hearts when the head is lowered and the eyebrows are raised, and flows to the bottomless deepest place.

so I understand that the previous rejection of a landscape is often just out of preconceived prejudice. This prejudice sometimes only makes us miss an excellent scenery, and more often, it may make us miss many good people along the way, or even miss the whole life. Looking back at Jiuzhaigou is not only to relive the picturesque fairyland on earth, but also a self-reflection on the journey of life.

Tuesday

When I went into the ditch in the morning, the weather was a little gloomy. It didn't take long to walk, and sure enough, there was a gossamer drizzle. Particles fell gently on the face, tickling people, and the mood did not follow the gloom, but it became more and more comfortable. In fact, in my opinion, such rain particles are not really rain. Her arrival is more like a feather duster, brushed on dry skin, which adds infinite comfort. So I think of the places I have been in these years, whether it is Emei, Shilin, West Lake or Qionghai. Many times, I have been walking silently in this gossamer drizzle. Inadvertently looking back, the years are gradually blurred in this drizzle.

Walk slowly along the Shuzheng Valley, cross the Lotus Leaf Village and come to a pale green shoal. The shallows are covered with poplar, rhododendron, pine and cypress, willow and other trees. Clear and bottomless water trickled slowly. The trees in the beach have different shapes, either elegant or calm, some like a dragon lying in the pool, and some like flying phoenix in the sky. Looking from a distance, it looks like a giant bonsai, which is eye-catching.

bonsai beach, which is the first unique scenery I have seen since I entered the ditch. Although I didn't have much interest in real bonsai before, I always thought that people who love beauty only cared about entertaining their eyes, but forgot that innocent lives were being imprisoned. However, when I saw such a natural bonsai, I was unconsciously amazed. In fact, no matter how exquisite the artificial carving is, it will not be comparable to the natural inaction. Only in the unrestrained natural environment can bonsai show its true connotation and beauty. Such a simple truth is often ignored by people, just because people are too eager to seek beauty. If you ask for it, you can't, or if you ask for it, you will get it by mistake, so there will be no beauty and no beauty.

But the real beauty of Jiuzhaigou lies not in bonsai, but in water. Natural lakes, large and small, scattered in ditches are called Haizi. It is said that there are 18 Haizi here, the smallest area is less than half an acre, and the longest sea is about 7.5 kilometers long. I like the name Haizi. First, anyone with a "child" seems to be more intimate; Second, I have seen the sea. Haizi and the real sea are of course completely two concepts, but they also have some characteristics in common, such as pure blue. If we want to understand Haizi as the offspring of the sea, although it is far-fetched, it is not too much for personal experience; The most important thing is the third point. Haizi is my favorite poet. When people called these lakes Haizi, they did not necessarily think of the poet Haizi. Today, their coincidence in appellation obviously adds to my closeness to Jiuzhaigou. I seem to have read Haizi's poems from Haizi, and read the dazzling but silent song of life.

reed sea, Wolong Sea, Shuanglong sea, flaming sea ... the beautiful scenery along the way is really dizzying. Tourists from all directions hurried in the ditch like a fair. Every time we visit a landscape, many people stop to pose and take pictures as souvenirs. For this kind of tour, many people have shown deep disdain. It seems that such a taste will stop, and it will ruin the sacredness and elegance of tourism from now on. Even people who are positive are mostly only considering from the perspective of stimulating the economy. In their eyes, tourism is a percentage except numbers. I have to admit, sometimes I have to follow the customs. Apart from the time constraint, for most people, there is really no need to delve into the so-called connotation of tourism, so as to get close to the deeper essence of the places they visit. Of course, there is no need to draw Xu Xiake and Kyle Polo as examples. They come here for the simplest purpose: to relax. Relax your nerves and relax your mind. In a brand-new environment, to get a brand-new self. Yes, they have devoted most of their lives to their units, leaders and families. Now, they just want to return to themselves for a few days or even a short time. When they pose in front of the camera, they may really realize that life can really be so arbitrary, free to design and unrestrained. I prefer to believe that the external landscape has long lost its meaning to them. What they really want is not beauty, but self.

when I think like this, I have already followed the people in front to the sea of trees.

stop and look, one Haizi is next to another, spreading like a terrace. The grayish yellow calcified lake embankment divides the blue sea water into small pieces, which is exquisite, unique and unique. The water in the upper Haizi falls into the lower Haizi along the embankment, like a wide-screen water curtain, with silver light trembling and dazzling. Above the lake embankment, there are low shrubs all over, the green is mixed with light yellow, and there are many red leaves in the trees on both sides. In an instant, yellow, blue, red and green colors came together, and the visual nerve had an unprecedented excitement in an instant.

In Jiuzhaigou, I saw Haizi's collective appearance for the first time. I don't know if it's because I've been lonely for too long. In front of a single Haizi, I can feel their precious self-esteem and character, but I can't get rid of the coldness in my heart. Only when the trees are in the sea, I seem to have experienced unprecedented security and enthusiasm at once. I was so careful to stay away from the crowd, hiding in a secluded corner, and carefully combing myself. I think only in this way can I get what I want. However, all the gains did not come from the sky, let alone for free. You must pay the price of your unbearable loneliness. Many times, to what extent you choose and practice loneliness, you can get corresponding rewards. But man is a collective animal after all. By nature, he is inseparable from his own kind. Therefore, even if I only see a group of Haizi, I seem to find a long-lost sense of collective belonging. In fact, this feeling has existed since the moment I left home, but it is particularly strong at this moment.

Perhaps, the only correct choice for me is to try my best to blend in with the sea of trees and enjoy them to the fullest, and then move towards the new scenic spots ahead with ease.

I walked very slowly, and it was almost one o'clock at noon when I got to Norilang Falls. At this rate, it is very difficult to swim all the remaining Rizegou and Zezhawa gully in the afternoon. And my schedule only allows me to play in the ditch for one day. So, I have to make a choice. Choose the one I want to go to most among the two ditches. The three main ditches in Jiuzhaigou form a very vivid Y-shape. Now, I am at the intersection of three main ditches. But the problem is, I haven't been to the remaining two ditches. How can I know which one I want to go to most?

perhaps, our whole life is in such constant confusion, and we are constantly forced to choose in confusion. Finally, I was bored to think of the simple rule of "male left and female right". I chose to the left: then the slag is hollow. There are really not many serious reasons for such a choice, and even some are almost absurd. In fact, in our life, how many choices are not made in such an absurd process? Later, when I returned to Chongqing, I accidentally glanced at the "Jiuzhaigou Tourism Map", only to find that I actually passed the Pearl Beach Waterfall, the most famous waterfall in Jiuzhaigou. Because the Pearl Beach Waterfall is not in Zezha Valley, but in Rize Valley. However, regret is useless. Now that you have made a choice, you have to bear all the consequences of this choice. What's more, even if I chose Rizegou at the beginning, who can guarantee that I won't feel remorse for missing the opportunity to watch the long sea in Zezegou?

I'd like to see Nuorilang Waterfall before entering Zezhawa gully.

with a drop of 2m and a width of 3m, Nuorilang Waterfall is the widest waterfall in Jiuzhaigou. In Tibetan, Nuorilang means male god, and it also means majestic and tall. Nuorilang Waterfall is also a magnificent waterfall. The torrent of water flew down from the top of the waterfall, like a silver curtain dancing, and like a blink of an eye. The sound is thunderous, like a thousand horses, but also like a thunderous thunder. In the misty water mist, a chill of intuition came to my heart. According to the tour guide of a previous tour group, if you come here in the morning, you can often see a rainbow lying in the valley among thousands of rays of sunlight, rendering the Nuorilang Waterfall more magnificent and charming.

From this tour guide's mouth, I also heard a touching legend about Nuorilang Waterfall. According to legend, a long time ago, there was no waterfall here. The top of the waterfall was flat, just like a natural platform. One year, the monk Zalmoud, who came back from a long trip, brought back the Bayeux Sutra, the iron plowshare and the hand-driven spinning wheel. Under the guidance of Zalmoud, Ruoyiguo, a beautiful and intelligent Tibetan girl, quickly learned to use a spinning wheel to spin yarn. In order to let more sisters learn this craft, the kind-hearted girl put the spinning wheel on the platform at the junction of three ditches. Sisters in the past are easy to see, and many people have come to observe and study. Therefore, it is also called "textile table". The ferocious leader, Roza, thinks that Ruoyiguo is practicing crooked ways to win people's hearts. He took a bunch of slaves to the textile table and cruelly kicked the innocent and lovely girl off the cliff. Just then, suddenly flash floods broke out and floods rolled in. Roza and his accomplices were swept off the cliff in an instant. The former girl's textile table has become today's Nuorilang Waterfall.

I didn't study the origin of this legend. It is too cruel to bury the beautiful and charming Ruoyi fruit at the bottom of the cliff. On the one hand, it seems to warn people that although there are beautiful and moving things in the world, evil and ugliness have never disappeared from our sight. Roza paid the due price for her evil deeds, but perhaps there are still thousands of Roza in Qian Qian who are escaping or have escaped punishment.

Only Nuorilang Waterfall is still running day after day. While eulogizing the beloved girl affectionately, she angrily accused the abominable sin.

I suddenly feel that Jiuzhaigou is really an expert in constructing plots. Excitement and inhibition, climax and trough, movement and quietness, beauty and ugliness ... are all under her control.

Three

When we reach the long sea, there is no more wandering rain overhead. The sky, which is already very clean and quiet, is more clear, bright and spotless. Standing on the observation deck, there is a north wind blowing against my face. Although it is so cold, it is refreshing. At an altitude of more than 3 meters, Changhai shows her solitude and aloof from the world. This deep water area, the largest Haizi in Jiuzhaigou, quietly settled in the mountains and valleys, maintaining its beautiful and charming dreams like a virgin. Along the way, almost all other Haizi can see the bottom at a glance, but only here, there is a different kind of beauty hidden. Deep and misty, open and shy, all reveal her loveliness and mystery. On both sides of the mountain, Cangshan is towering and densely covered with vegetation. In the meantime, it seems that I have arrived in Penglai Wonderland.

across the long sea, there are snowy peaks. Glacier landscapes, such as ice bucket and U-shaped valley, are majestic and magnificent. As one of the five wonders of Jiuzhaigou, Xuefeng is more like an excellent symbol of Kangba culture. It stands at the top of Jiuzhaigou for many years, pointing to the sky and quietly guarding this beautiful mountain and river.

In the hunting wind, I seem to see hundreds of prayer flags dancing in the water, plucking my heart like a god. Although I know that as a mortal, no one can really stand on the high side of life and have a bird's eye view of the world. However, when I inadvertently looked back at that moment, I did feel extraordinary and refined. The route has disappeared in the ups and downs of Lin Tao, and I am standing silently at the top of the route.