Memories of Jiangxi —— Sunrise in Wuyuan Shicheng

I haven't been to Shicheng to watch the sunrise for a long time. There was no signal in the mountains at that time. Later, I flew to five provinces, and the photos I took didn't come to upload. Commemorating and sharing something is a habit I have always maintained. I always feel that life is limited and time needs to be commemorated, just like an old jar of wine, which is sealed and stored after brewing, and the longer it lasts, the more mellow it becomes.

? Looking back at Shicheng at that time, I still have a deep picture in my mind: a few pieces of red maple tallow and a few flour walls and tiles. The morning mist cooks smoke, continuously; The breeze is singing and the birds are running? Several times; Like a dream.

Fortunately, the weather began to improve after coming out of Qiling, and I went to Moon Bay at night to experience the feeling of fishing in Jiangfeng. But according to the weather forecast, it will turn cloudy the next day, so I don't have much hope for the morning light in Shicheng the next day. I went to bed early after drinking a little wine at night, got up at 4: 30 the next morning, had breakfast in the town and headed for Shicheng. Only then did I wake up.

? With the dawn coming, more and more people, like heavenly soldiers and generals, emerge from the shadows in various poses in this small place.

So many people can't get off the bus at all in a good viewing position. I climbed a stone mountain, which was dangerous, but the location was excellent. Although I came early enough, I was already protected by several uncles. After some conversation, I learned that they came to seize the position at three o'clock in the morning, which surprised me. Then there is a short but long wait-waiting for dawn, waiting for dawn, waiting for the clouds to clear, waiting for sunrise.

I have heard a saying before: Time is a great author, and he will write perfect answers. In fact, when a thing can only be solved by waiting, time never fails everyone who waits patiently.

God, it's light.

dawn ...

A few red maple saplings, a few flour wall tiles; The morning mist cooks smoke, continuously; The breeze is singing birds and running water several times. ...

Shicheng, Jiangxi.