Everywhere is green and the sun is shining.

After beginning of autumn, the weather became cooler and cooler. Take the tram "Xijiao Line" to Xiangshan Park in the morning, which I haven't been to for 20 years.

The green countryside along the way is very eye-catching. The fresh air, quiet environment and beautiful scenery reminded me of many memories of Xiangshan.

I remember the first time I went to Xiangshan was an autumn outing organized by my mother's unit on 1965. I was only ten years old at that time, and I had never climbed a mountain. I just wandered around and played at the foot of the mountain. The longest time I played was the water curtain hole lake with glasses. What I remember most is the "Jigong" hidden on the beams of Luohantang. In the years after returning to Beijing, my companions and I went to Xiangshan or Biyun Temple and Yingtaogou once or twice a year. Climb the "ghost sees sorrow" every time Every time you climb, you must step on a boulder engraved with the words "ghosts see sorrow" to satisfy the mentality of "conquerors". The most frequent travel is around 2000. At that time, in order to stand the test abroad, I strengthened my physical exercise. In addition to swimming three kilometers twice a week, I climbed Xiangshan once at the weekend. Whenever I climb a mountain, I run. Although I am sweating profusely, I don't feel tired.

It's been more than 20 years, and I've spent more time retiring, but I haven't revisited my old place because of the epidemic. Today, with the tourist pause button pressed by the municipal government, I came to the quiet and beautiful Xiangshan. The terrain in the park is steep, the peaks are green and the springs are lush. Birds sing, insects crow and squirrels play in the canyon forest. Although it is early autumn, flowers are still in full bloom in spring.

The coolness of summer makes me feel comfortable living in a matchbox-like residential area in the city for a long time. There are only a few tourists in the park, and no one can see the tour guide who once held flags of various colors and spoke with an accent that he didn't know where to go. The tranquility here seems to have returned to Xiangshan more than 20 years ago, and only Beijing dialect or Mandarin can be heard in the ear, indicating that tourists are mainly locals. The road is not the old dirt road, and many beautiful paths and plank roads have been built. Qin Zhengtang, which was closed in the past, and Xinjianzhai, an antique quadrangle with Jiangnan characteristics, have been restored to be antique, neat and beautiful. Groups of koi fish in the pool add a lot of color to the courtyard.

Under the guidance of a road sign, I found the long-lost 500 Luohan Hall (closed during the Cultural Revolution, I don't know if it can be opened). There was no light in the hall, and only a few small windows let in very dim light. The former "Jigong" is still hidden on the beams, and the Buddha statue remains the same, but the mottled clothes show that it is old and disrepair, which is also awe-inspiring.

Coming to Xiangshan without climbing the mountain is like "you are not a hero until you reach the Great Wall". I decided to go up the mountain! But how can you go up when you are old and in poor health? The cable car at the gate of the park reminds me that going up and down is the best choice. After "climbing to the top", my vision suddenly opened up, and I felt that "once I climb to the top, I will see that other mountains are dwarfed under the sky". Seen from a distance. However, there are more buildings on the top of the mountain that didn't exist in the past, but the boulder engraved with the word "hell" is gone. It is said that it was carried down the mountain. Instead, it was a standing stone with the words "censer peak" engraved on it, which was far less magnificent than the huge stone I stepped on.

Because of the epidemic, it is not convenient to go to the restaurant (the pine forest restaurant in the park is probably closed). On the Chi Pan bench shaded by trees, I tasted bread, sausage and boiled eggs on my back, drank cool mineral water and enjoyed a happy lunch, which provided sufficient motivation for my return trip.

Looking back at the Xiangshan Mountain behind me, I think of a poem by Marshal Ye Jianying, "An old friend celebrates the evening, and the green hills shine everywhere.

Although I can't describe myself as an "old lady", I still have the desire to look forward to "the setting sun shines everywhere".

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