Be a fairy for three days in the beautiful mountains and rivers of Lishui

I'm free on May Day. I'm going to Lishui. I thought about it for many years and finally made it.

Because of the epidemic, this trip, there is no endless queue and waiting, and there is no crowd and anxiety. It is rare to enjoy a quiet scenery in Jiangnan.

Jinyun Xiandu: You Jing Yi Qiao Yi Feng Yi Nong Yi Niu.

The first stop of the trip is Jinyun Xiandu. Although the essence of Xiandu is in the landscape of Dinghu Peak, what people can't forget is the bridge, Dushan Mountain and reflection water of Zhutan Mountain. The most classic picture is: between the green mountains and clear waters, there is an ancient long stone bridge, and an old farmer leads a ox through it.

This is a freeze-frame picture engraved in the hearts of tourists, longing for mountains and rivers to live in seclusion. The TV series "Hua" also has the same picture, and the picture overlooking from the air has become my deepest impression here.

As far as I can see, everything is green. Approached, the river at the foot is crystal clear, and a fish goes upstream like a shadow. There are banks on both sides of the river, which have not been specially renovated by manpower. On the bank by the water, there are several stout trees with lush branches. A few uncles are sitting leisurely under the tree, and there are a few bamboo baskets in front of the door, which contain local specialties, waiting for tourists to patronize.

Standing under the tree and looking back, the old farmer led the cow through the low stone bridge, in which the peak of the lake was reflected. Mountains, water, people and cows are all in the picture, a poetic artistic conception of life.

Ancient weir painting hometown: in the spiritual hometown, overlooking the distant mountains with kitchen smoke and sailing alone.

In addition to Xiandu, there is also an ancient village life in the south of the Yangtze River that seems to be more in line with the seclusion of mountains and rivers. It's an ancient weir painting town. The fairy capital is connected with natural mountains and rivers, and the hometown of painting keeps the lives of the people.

As the name implies, ancient weir is divided into ancient weir and painting town. The ancient weir is an ancient weir, which still plays the role of water diversion and irrigation. Hu Axiang is a typical village in the south of the Yangtze River, which is connected by a river. This river is gentle and relaxed and will remain unchanged for thousands of years.

The weather suddenly changed. Hardly had I got off the cruise ship when rough raindrops began to hit the river. You can stand under the big tree without an umbrella. Looking across the river, people immediately cheered and looked at the white sails in the wind and rain. The white sail is connected to the ship, and the ship is connected to the reflection, which is quite interesting in "A boat with a leaf, a bamboo coat" and "Sailing Alone".

When the rain gradually subsides, take a walk along the riverside path beside the painting country, or sit by the window of the inn. In the distance, the mountains are continuous, the clouds are transpiration, and the mountains are covered from bottom to top, only the smooth ridge line is exposed, much like a proper ink painting.

Sea of clouds terraces: the secret mountains in the south of the Yangtze River, which are stacked on top of each other, give birth to labor wisdom.

Lishui is mountainous, which has created a different meaning here. It is not only graceful and meticulous in the south of the Yangtze River, but also exudes the lofty spirit of towering mountains. The car followed the winding mountain road, all the way up and over the mountains. With the increase of altitude, the field of vision is gradually broadened, surrounded by mountains and clouds. The weather is lovely, too, half cloudy and half sunny. It rains for a while and clears up for a while. I walked around the room and finally reached the secret destination of the mountain-clouds and terraces.

Looking down from the highest place, the terraces are stacked down in turn, just filled with water needed for agriculture. The water quality is clear, reflecting the sky, the water surface is calm and wave-free, reflecting white light and stratus clouds, and the white water surface crosses dark ridges and spreads layer by layer. Not transplanted, only water and mud, revealing the original appearance of terraced fields, primitive and textured.

Walking on the ridge, looking for a good shooting angle, as if walking on the edge of a big pot, connected with heaven and earth, can not help but chant: "The sky is too big for a pot." It began to rain again soon. I don't like to hold an umbrella and let the rain wet my hair.

Looking back at the heights, terraced fields are stacked on top of each other, bathing in the aura of heaven and earth, which is full of weather for many years. This is the residence of She nationality. Their ancestors first came here to farm, and with diligence and wisdom, they drew water from heaven and earth and turned mountains into terraces one by one, so that future generations could thrive here. So that terrace became the basis of three meals a day. Over the past hundred years, white clouds have emerged from the cave and made them at sunrise, blending with nature and becoming a unique lifestyle and personality label.

After the trip, I came out of the mountains, drove on the highway and looked out of the window: in the evening, the green fields were lush and misty, and the afterglow of the evening fell on the thin soft white fog, and the whole world was a vague and chaotic scene with golden light.

Arrive in Songyang County, a place to rest at night. Walking on the road in the county, the feeling of being surrounded by mountains is also quite strong. The dark mountains almost blend with the dark clouds on the horizon after sunset, which reminds me of a childhood lyric, "Is there a fairy living in the mountains?" I think people who live here are really happy, and they can fantasize about the story of immortals living here every day.

Songyang ancient village: an ancient village perched on a cliff in a deep mountain, sitting on the top of a cliff halfway up the mountain, blowing air.

The last stop of the journey is an ancient village in the deep mountains of Songyang. It is also the most surprising place for me in this trip.

Surprises are certainly not easy to find. From the morning, the car climbed up and down the Panshan Highway. The weather in the mountains is changeable, sometimes foggy and sometimes misty. After more than two hours' drive, I finally landed. But this is not the end. The last leg of the journey still needs to be measured with both feet, as if it were the last insistence of an ancient village that had been hidden for a hundred years.

However, when the old houses with scattered heights suddenly came into view, it was all worthwhile.

The name of the village is Chenjiapu Village. Before entering the village, the view was firmly blocked by the last bend of Panshan Road. Once around this bend, a big yellow house will come up and down, and the entrance to the village is an excellent viewing platform.

This is an ancient village with cliffs, white roof tiles, khaki walls, mottled wooden railings, wooden windows, wooden doors, and darkness behind doors and windows. At first glance, it reminds me of the tall building in Yaozhai, Guangxi where Zhang Qiling lived, and it has a mysterious sense of old age. In line with this mystery, people in Chenjiapu Village are not surnamed Chen, but Bao.

The whole village is entrenched on one side of the steep mountain. If you stand at the foot of the mountain and look up, you will feel completely suppressed, but it doesn't seem to affect the location and construction of houses here at all. One family stepped on the roof of another family and extended all the way from the foot of the mountain to capture it.

We wandered around the village and walked up and down the stone steps, and found that the layout of houses here was really interesting.

I met a family with a wooden door half-height standing on a cliff. Xiao Kou Chai Fei asked the master if he could go and have a look, and the master readily agreed. We turned and pushed the door from a one-meter wide step. As soon as we entered, we seemed to have discovered a new world. This is a small courtyard, but to be precise, it is an observation deck. Standing in the yard, behind the main house and at the foot of the cliff, you can see the mountains and have a broad vision. On one side of the cliff, there is only a half-meter fence composed of several bamboos. Don't block the wind and rain, don't block the sun, don't block the distant mountains. It is simply integrated with the life of heaven and earth, accompanied by cool breeze and white clouds, which is really exciting and exciting.

Later, we moved to another place. When we came down the steps, it was a flat concrete floor. It turned out to be a roof. There are no railings around the roof. Below is another roof, with a big tree on one side, forming a shade. We just sit down and have a rest. Here, our vision is also very broad, overlooking the green mountains, and the light is very clear. At this time, the breeze blew, and the leaves rustled with the bamboo forest in the back of the mountain. The fine weather in May is vividly displayed at this moment. So we are on this roof, blowing the mountain breeze again and again, enjoying the delicious food, which is really a fairy-like day.

The three-day journey is finally over. When I returned to Hangzhou, the city lights were already on. Looking out the window, I suddenly feel like a lifetime ago. Looking back on the three-day journey through Lishui's beautiful mountains and rivers, it seems that several years have passed. "There is only one day in the mountains, and it has been a thousand years."

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