Text/Shaw Line
Just by relying on a photo of an online donkey friend, it is not easy to find this place on a mountain that is not even good for Gaode, Baidu Maps, trajectories, etc.; and it is even more difficult to find this pile of "strand heads" on a mountain that has no logo and is deserted.
On the weekend, he followed several old donkeys to drive to the "Eighteen Strands" Scenic Area in Xiyuan Township, Xianyou County, Putian City, Fujian Province. Saying that it is a scenic spot, in fact, there is only a sign that the local government has just erected on the side of the road, and there is nothing else, not even a scenic route map. Park your car next to the nine temples in Fengding Village and stop by to visit this famous temple. The Nine Temples, built in the sixth year of The Tang Dynasty 's Yizong Xiantong ( 865 AD ) , were initiated by the Zen master Zhengjue (Dharma name Zhiguang) and have a history of more than 1,100 years. According to local county history records, the temple covers a total area of 15,000 square meters, because the nine houses are connected to each other, the scale is magnificent, so it got the name "Nine Temples", its heyday as many as more than 500 monks, is the Tang Dynasty Xianyou area of the largest Zen Forest Baosha. It is said that Cai Xiang, a scholar of the Duanming Temple in the Song Dynasty, once came here to enjoy the scenery and personally wrote down the three characters of "Taipingyuan". During the Song Dynasty, celebrities such as Yu Xiang and Liu Houcun also wrote poems here. In the sixth year of Ming Jiajing, the temple was destroyed by fire, and in the twelfth year of the Wanli Calendar, the monk Yikong restored the main hall and has been preserved to this day.
After visiting the nine temples, follow a small stream behind the ancient temple and head straight to the "Eighteen Strands" Mountain. When passing by a house made of stone by the creek, there was a peasant woman working in the vegetable field in front of the house, and she saw us going up the stream and kindly told us to go to the "Eighteen Strands" mountain to take the machine ploughing road behind her house. After thanking the peasant woman, we kept hurrying in the direction she had pointed, and in a short while we came to a fork in the road with a tin house. Old Lin had already done his homework and had already planned to complete the task of crossing the "Eighteen Strands Head" mountain from the right side of the tin room up and down, so they went straight up the mountain road on the right according to the original plan.
After walking for about an hour, I saw a huge group of stones. This group of stones is composed of several small stone groups, broken and connected, each stone is covered with grooves of different sizes, the convex place is like a sword, and the concave place is as round and smooth as if it has been polished by hand, all arranged longitudinally, and the bottom is slightly inclined outward, like a child's slide. The stones are strangely shaped and come in all shapes. Some are like the lotus throne of Guanyin Niangniang, some are like the "caterpillar bread" in the bakery, some are like the scales in the sea, and some are like "camels carrying weights"... The blocks come to life and are exquisite.
Turning through this group of stone arrays, not far away is the highest peak of the "Eighteen Strands Head" Mountain, and another stone group --- a chaotic stone gang. Not far in front of the rocks, a huge rectangular boulder stands near the abyss. At the top of the boulder, there are more than a dozen stone troughs like artificial axes, which are parallel and forward, like the waves rolling. The depth and width of the stone ditch vary from about 50 centimeters, and the ditch can accommodate one person lying flat. There are 18 strands in total, like the head of a pig, which is called "eighteen strands" by the world, and the mountain is also named after it.
Except for the eighteen head of the stone gang, there are basically no grooves and grooves. They are either standing or lying down, or they are full of dangerous eggs, or they are interdependent, or they are narrow and secluded, or they are proud of each other... Each stone stands quietly like a glitz, like a thousand sails passing through, accumulating into a majestic hill about 100 meters high. The chaotic stone hill was majestic and upright on the top of the mountain, and there was a sense of King's Landing under the city, holding his "courtiers and sons" into a group, closely rallying around himself, lying horizontally and vertically. There are many gaps between the stones, or into a "line of heaven", or into a "spider hole"... Every rock in the rocky hill is full of spirituality, some like elephant arches, some like toads asking the sky, some like stone rabbits eating grass... In the cracks of the stone grew some pines and miscellaneous trees, as if they had just been trimmed by gardeners. Stop in front of every tree, you can't help but sigh at the magic of nature's great hand, the magic of creation. After viewing each stone, people can not help but marvel at the magic and divine works of nature.
Old Lin led everyone up and down in the chaotic stone hill, suddenly left and right, looking for the old half a day, turned over the entire chaotic stone hill and did not find the pile of "strands" in the photo, the mood was a little lost, and then saw that there were some strange stones on the opposite side of the mountain, so everyone continued to walk inside with some expectations, and then came to the third large stone group. Among them, the most amazing thing is that the two stones are stacked, looking like a crown from the front, the folds are clear, the shape is realistic, and it shines under the golden sunlight; from the side, it looks like an eagle that roars up to the sky and wants to fly high.
"Only in this mountain, the clouds are deep and unknown." Although the strange shaped rocks along the way made us feast our eyes, the shooting was amazing, and we were amazed, but the pile of "strands" in the photo still did not land, and with a little regret, we began to descend the mountain from the left. The group ran wildly to a small rock group. Compared with the several large stone groups that have just been seen, this group of stones is not the same size or size, but one of the stones has attracted everyone's attention. I saw two trees thicker than the mouth of the bowl growing in the middle of the stone, like a loving old couple snuggling up to each other and growing savagely together. Everyone talked about it, some praised the tree's strong vitality, some praised the tree as stronger than the stone, and some thus set up a metaphor for "love is stronger than the stone"... Everyone hurriedly took pictures and then rushed forward. Just after turning a corner, everyone was stunned by what they saw.
Only to see a large, cute stone turtle is peeking at the neck, it seems to be at the intersection to welcome visitors from all directions, and it seems to be looking down at the red willow green in the valley, which is the legend of the donkey "the first turtle in Fujian". Between the cliffs of the passage under the stone turtle, there are several "stone strips" of different sizes, like the ribs of a very big pig, thick and thick, 12, no more, no less, lined up. Isn't this the twelve strands we've been looking for? There is really no place to step on the iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it!
After taking a picture with the twelve strands of joy, everyone came to a small cave behind it, the rock wall around the cave has long been covered with a thick layer of ash, as if to tell the world about the vicissitudes of its experience, the cave is full of "groove walls" with a drop of about 10 meters, and the cave entrance is quite hidden, which is the legendary "thief camp". Legend has it that the "five hundred monks" of the nine temples during the Tang Dynasty practiced here; during the Qing Dynasty, some "Red Flower Society" righteous people who opposed the Qing Dynasty and restored the Ming Dynasty also operated here. Looking at the "thief camp" that had been burned by smoke and fire, it was as if he saw a group of "martial arts monks" dressed in gray robes meditating and practicing in the stone groups full of ditches and grooves throughout the mountains, sometimes moving and leaping; it was as if he saw a group of red flower righteous soldiers written by Jin Yong and Liang Yusheng dancing with guns and swords in the lush mountain forest, flying swords and flying swords away from the stones...
The green mountains are not old, and the years are traceless. In the mountains and forests, let go of the world's troubles, worldly troubles, saw the twelve strands of the head and the "thief camp" that was painstakingly sought, the ease and pleasure outside the personality, the tranquility of the mountain forest, the freshness of the mountain wind made Ren Dou Ermai feel that all was opened at once, everyone seemed to have suddenly become a martial arts master with great increased strength, when going down the mountain, the posture was exceptionally light, walking with the wind, stepping on the sunset, rolling up the yellow leaves falling from the trees, and rushing towards the village at the foot of the mountain where the cooking smoke was light.