Laoshan cherry
Cherry Festival has increasingly become a brand festival for us Laoshan people. Participated in several times, it is a sea of traffic. So, I declined the invitation of my friend and decided to change my way and have a relaxed and happy cherry festival.
After a lazy night's sleep, packed up his bags, took the bus, and soon came to Fahai Temple. Walking into the temple for a walk, there was no other change, just a few more monks.
Exit the Fahai Temple and follow the familiar path towards Shimen Mountain. Along the way, there are green apricots in a tree - Shaoshan sweet apricots have become a fruit brand. Occasionally, there is a tree of cherries, red like agate, delicate, can't help but pick a few pieces and put them in the mouth, sweet and delicious. There are also various seasonal flowers on the side of the road, emitting a rich floral fragrance, causing the seal to buzz around.
The wall roses of the Shaoshan Farmhouse
Calmly take out the camera in your backpack and take this beautiful view into account – now taking a few pictures every day that you are satisfied with has become an important part of life. Of course, the beautiful scenery also has music, the small music player in the pocket, constantly broadcast their favorite music, with music, a person walking, will not be lonely.
This time, I did not go down the academy, but went up from Anzi Mountain. Because the fragrant and white acacia flowers on the mountain are the main purpose of my trip today.
Along the familiar trails, smell the fragrance of grass and wildflowers, step on the soft sheep intestines covered with fallen leaves and weeds, look at the verdant mountains and ravines, listen to favorite music, accompanied by the buzzing of thousands of sealed animals, and step into a fairyland.
Mouth-watering
The locust flowers began to wither, and the petals of snowflakes fluttered down. However, as the altitude rises, there is a sea of blooming flowers, and the locust flowers on the top of the mountain are waiting to be released, which is the delicacy of the picking period. So, I took a little and took it home.
Looking at the valley at your feet, it is as if it is full of snow, and the mountains are full of white locust flowers. The rich fragrance of flowers was blown by the wind to the mountain beams, and the people were drunk and reluctant to leave for a long time. The rocks and boulders are also surrounded by a sea of flowers.
Find your way into the valley surrounded by a sea of flowers, simply hang yourself from a hammock, turn off the music, smell the flowers beautifully, and listen to the roaring sealed song. Open a can of beer and take a nap under the woods.
There is always a tenacious life that moves me
The peak of Shimen Mountain is right in front of you. The stone, which was extremely bird-like, landed precariously on the side of the mountain. When I came to the Mirror Rock Building before the sky fell, the ruins were full of dense white wild rose flowers, and the fragrance was pervasive. The three mountain people each dug up a lot of wild jade bamboo, the scientific name of the two buds yellow essence. They saw that I knew this thing, felt very kind, and warmly invited me to join them for lunch. They lit dry stakes under a ten-centimeter-thick slab, heated the slab, and poured the clams they had brought on the slabs, and after a few stinging sounds, the clams opened their mouths and cooked! They filled the cans with mountain spring water, put them in the fire, and the water quickly opened. I took a packet of tea leaves and soaked them in a jar.
Drinking with them, chatting, watching them draw fists, it seems that the real immortals are not in the sky, but in the mountains.
A very old cherry tree next to it is full of green bean-like fruit, and it ripens half a month later than the mountain people. So we met again after two weeks.
Bidding farewell to the three "immortals", climbing all the way, I still heard their fists in the distance. On the way, I met several mountain friends, who came up from the HuaLou building to go to the direction of Taihe. This is the first and only batch of mountain friends encountered today. It is estimated that most of the mountain friends and their children and daughters have gone to the cherry festival to join in the fun. A friend called and said I was so prescient that I didn't go to the Cherry Festival – their car was stuck for an hour or two, and finally they arrived at the cherry orchard but couldn't stop, ate a few cherries and wanted to find a restaurant for lunch, no seats! So, it took more than three hours to break through and just break through to the city, and it is now three o'clock in the afternoon...
Golden autumn tree, the tallest and most upright tree in Laoshan Mountain.
When you come to Lanjiazhuang, you first step into a cherry orchard. Familiar villagers warmly invited me to eat cherries, and the crystal clear cherries were particularly sweet. The mountains are full of cherry-eating citizens, the road is full of pedestrians, and the traffic is stagnant. Passing by the door of the village committee, I met the secretary and director who were busy sending customers. Seeing me, he enthusiastically pulled me in to rest and delivered two boxes of cherries.
Come to the road bus station, wait for more than a dozen buses, all crowded like sardines canned, stop and go. So, asking for help from a classmate who was not far away, he had to leave work early and come to pick me up, so that he could flee home before dark.
Looked at the pedometer, sixteen thousand. This is more than 10,000 steps less than the last trip to Laoding. But think about the sweetness of the cherries on both sides of the mountain, the ease that a person has enjoyed walking on the mountain, the intoxicating floral fragrance, or the endless aftertaste.
The flower of the golden catalpa