My name is Gong Tianming. is a programmer for an Internet company.
What I want to tell you today is the story of a mountain.
Twilight Mountain, because of the perennial fog, the locals also call it the Misty Mountain. The mountains here are steep, the traffic is inconvenient, and the life of the people in the mountainous areas is very simple. Until recent years, the local government began to promote tourism poverty alleviation, repair mountain roads, and run eco-tourism. As a result, the lives of the people in the mountainous areas have gradually improved.
That Christmas, Li Dahai suddenly asked me, what are the arrangements for the festival? I said that if I hang out with Mao Yanyi casually, I might go to a movie or have a meal. Nothing special. He said, then don't arrange it. I recently took on a new project, almost finished, you come over to experience the experience, give me advice.
Li Dahai was a college classmate of mine. At that time, a few classmates with good relations set up an organization. Seven sons of Gongbei. In the area of The Northern College of Business And Business University, there is still some fame. I ranked third, Li Dahai ranked seventh, I had defected before, and now Ye Yapeng, who is still mixed well in Xiamen, is the second oldest. Wu Feiyuan is the sixth oldest. Later, after graduation, scattered in the world, the contact slowly became less.
We took the bus to the bottom of the mountain and then changed to the shuttle bus up the mountain. It takes 20 minutes to go up the hill, and there are a lot of twists and turns, but the scenery is really beautiful.
Arriving at the top of the mountain, Li Dahai stood there waiting for us. This grandson, dressed in a suit and tie, is really human-like now. After taking the luggage, Li Dahai said: "You first go to the room to rest, and I will take you to a place in a while." "After saying that, he led us inside, walked through the visitor reception center, climbed a flight of steps, and saw a row of wooden houses. The front of the house was full of trees, but because it was winter, some of the leaves had fallen out.
We went into one of the wooden houses. Li Dahai gave us the key card and said to come to us in half an hour. Turn around and go.
The wooden houses are rustic. The interior is just a normal hotel decoration. Just pay it back, okay.
Drop off your luggage and rest for a while. Li Dahai came over. Follow him, through the accommodation area, around the canteen, and through a grove of groves with two arches. We came to a valley. From a trail all the way forward, there is a platform. On either side is a steep cliff, separated by several hundred meters away, is another cliff. There is a gazebo on the side of the platform, and a stone monument stands. Li Dahai walked there and beckoned us over.
It is recorded on the stone tablet.
"Twilight Mountain, also known as the Misty Mountain, there were displaced people in the Jin Dynasty who fled to this place and settled down and multiplied. After the Tang Dynasty poet Li Dahai was demoted to Yuhang County, he traveled to this place and wrote the famous work "Farewell to Wu Feiyuan in the Twilight Mountains".
At dusk, the shadows of the people in the mountains are oblique, and the weary birds enter the forest and return home.
The lone scoop is thousands of feet against the drinking cliff, and the wall is hung with moss and broken intestines.
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"Li Dahai, if you don't want your own face, why did you pull up the old sixth?" I really didn't expect Li Dahai to be so out of the ordinary now.
"Hey, now it's not eco-tourism, but it's almost humanistic, you know, this Twilight Mountain, there have been no celebrities, no celebrities have come." There are tasks on top. Can I do it all? Dude don't you have to rely on your own small head melon seeds to make up a hard one. It's not buddy blowing with you, in a few months, wait until this side is almost built, and then give them the whole legend. Li Dahai gave up the official field for Wu Feiyuan and lived in seclusion with her here, and as a result, this Wu Feiyuan was the gold of Gu su Wu's family, and the family came to find it, and they wanted to bring people back dead or alive. As a result, Wu Feiyuan refused and was martyred by jumping off this cliff with Li Dahai. Li Dahai reclined on the stone stele and said triumphantly.
This ugly face. I pulled out my phone and Kaka took a few photos. "Okay, you bull batch, I'll tell the old sixth how capable you are now, and see if she beats you up."
"Don't say goodbye, buddy, brother! Mingo. No, no, I'm just bragging to you. Don't tell Wu Feiyuan about this. She could have really chopped me alive. ”
The daughter-in-law of Li Dahai's uncle's uncle was the daughter of the branch secretary of The Twilight Mountain Village. Anyway, it is the convergence of various relationships, I heard that Li Dahai University is a media student, and it does not matter whether he will or not, I will pull him over to engage in cultural construction.
They dared to please, and Li Dahai dared to come. I heard that Li Dahai really told this poignant love story to the village chief. At that time, people made a plan and wrote it out to print a booklet and send it to tourists.
We stayed in the mountains for two days. Although there is no hustle and bustle of the city, it is bustling. But also, a rare piece of quiet and peaceful. Moreover, this air is really really good, no need to say ah.
After eating, I walked around without a problem, and sometimes sat in the gazebo. Listen to Li Dahai bragging, how much power will be here in the future.
Sometimes, he and Mao Yanyi quietly leaned together. You don't have to talk, just listen to each other's heartbeats and breaths.
Well.
If it weren't for Mao Yanyi suddenly putting his hand into the back of my neck, everything would be so beautiful.
There's always something weird about it. Christmas, spend it on this mountain. At night, quiet without a little sound. Too suitable for watching ghost movies, too atmospheric. However, in the end, as usual, he and Mao Yanyi hid in the bed and watched "True Love Supreme". Come to think of it, another year has passed.
Two days later, we were ready to go down the hill. Li Dahai actually prepared a large bag of mountain goods for us. For a while, I had the feeling that when I went home for the New Year and was ready to go out to work, my mother stuffed something in her suitcase.
So much so that when I sat on the shuttle, I couldn't hold back my tears. When the vehicle slowly moved and was gradually about to go away, he turned around and shouted at Li Dahai: "Don't send it, go back to your son, wait for your father to make money, and come back to buy you toys in the New Year." ”
Behind him, Li Dahai stood there, dancing with his hands, saying something in his mouth, but he was far away and did not hear clearly. Presumably, he was saying, Come on Daddy, I'll wait for you to come back.
That's nice.