Magnificent, dangerous and handsome prose

There is a scenic spot called Jinjiling in Shiping Town, an important town in northern Guangdong. As the name implies, Jinjiling is like a golden rooster with its neck facing north. No matter day or night, wind, frost, rain and snow, it makes a long cry. Jinjiling is famous far and near. Every year, a large number of tourists from all over the world come to board the ship and see the majestic appearance of the golden rooster.

However, what attracts me most is not the majestic golden rooster, but the word peak in Jinjiling Scenic Area.

/kloc-In early February, our party got together in Shi Ping Town, Lechang, Guangdong Province, and we were fortunate enough to witness the magic and preciseness of Zifeng.

At 7 o'clock in the morning, walk up the stairs with beautiful women. Many local residents do morning exercises back and forth on the stone steps. We stood at the foot of the mountain south of Ziyi Peak and looked up at the summit, and we had to marvel at the ingenuity of nature.

I saw a huge cliff, like an open ancient gobbledygook, standing abruptly, blocking the way and standing in front of us. Judging from its shape, the word peak is like an iron fence that was shaken off nine days later. Today, the border between Hunan and Guangdong is like a bamboo, and one person can keep it, and ten thousand people can't. In Shu Dao Nan, Li Bai described that "it's so high that it's difficult for even the Yellow River to cross the street, and pity those poor monkeys who only have claws to cross the street". I think that's all.

We bypassed the stone steps in the south of Ziyi Peak from west to east, then turned to the foot of the mountain in the north of Ziyi Peak and climbed westward step by step. Along the way, maple trees stood upright and fallen leaves were everywhere. Looking up at the branches, I can't find any bright red leaves. A few dead leaves hung on bare trees and swayed in the cold wind, showing the coldness and ruthlessness of winter. Halfway up the mountain, we saw a pass and blocked the way. When I climbed the mountain pass, I saw colorful flags. The colorful flags were hunting in the cold wind.

It is said that Hong Xiuquan's sister Hong was ordered to guard this pass and intercept the Qing army to prevent the Qing army from going north to rescue Changsha.

After crossing the pass and passing through a small temple, melodious Sanskrit sounds came, which made the mountains quieter in the morning. Finally, we came to the boarding place on the west side of Zifeng. At this time, although the weather was cold, I was already sweating all over. I took off my sweater and wrapped it around my waist. Holding the iron railing, we climbed the word peak carefully.

Wow, it seems that we have come to another magical fairy tale world. "Then he heard that there was a magical island on the sea, and the mountains were in nothingness", which was a fairy tale scene described by Bai Juyi that year, and it was great.

We look around with all our eyes, but what we see is foggy clouds. We can't tell where the sky is, where the earth is and where the mountain is. We seem to be in a fantastic fairyland, and we are like driving a huge dragon boat. On both sides of the ship, wisps of clouds seem to gather together, pass by us quietly, float gently over the top of the front of the car, and then head south. It seems that we can easily catch one or two clouds and gently hold them in our hands. This situation is very interesting.

The iron bars and small plants on the top of the mountain were wet with dense fog, and water droplets were everywhere. Under the fog, the word ahead is like a dragon, with no end in sight. I walked quickly in front of the word peak, greedily admiring this rare fairy scene on earth, and the beautiful women behind me were busy taking pictures, but they couldn't keep up with me. I came to the middle of the word peak and saw a wide footprint clearly printed on the rock. Footprints are about one or two meters long. There is a thin layer of water in the footprints, which is probably left by fog condensation. I heard that this is the mark left by the barefoot fairy on this mountain. I quickly motioned for the beautiful women to look around the footprints. The beautiful women were amazed when they heard that the footprints were left by the gods. I estimated that the top of the word peak, from west to east, is only three or four meters wide, about three or four hundred meters long. I imagined that tens of thousands of years ago, a powerful fairy stopped here after eating and drinking enough. She was very happy, splashed with ink, swept away the huge and powerful word "one" and drove away with Xiangyun.

At about eight o'clock, the hazy figure of the sun finally appeared in the eastern sky.

At this time, the sun shows only a small white spot, which seems to be a newborn baby, wrapped in dense fog and unable to move at all.

Gradually, the sun struggled, emitting golden light, and finally the sun dispelled the fog. The mountain opposite the word peak gradually revealed its original clear appearance, and the mountains in the distance became clear. Shiping Town, at the foot of the South Qinling Mountains, has a panoramic view of large and small houses. Before turning west down the mountain, we took many photos at Ziyifeng.

I touched my hair wet by the fog and joked with the beautiful women: "We made a fairy at the peak of the word this time. Really glad you came is worth our lives! "