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Donkey travels to Kyoyama
Author: Liao Chenjun
One
A few years ago, after going on several outdoor expeditions with Alang, I hurriedly awarded myself a name - outdoor sports person, it seems that this label can make me appreciate a lot.
People are expensive and self-aware, I am just a pseudo-outdoor person, at best half a hobbyist, carrying the name of the outdoors, less exercise, in the years of wandering, the landscape of my hometown always lingers in dreams.
In January 2020, when he first met the other brother at the annual meeting of the Writers Association, he was stunned: Liao Chenjun is a lady? Suddenly frightened, I quickly got up, raised a glass to apologize, and emphasized that I was an outdoor woman who was like a fake bag. During the casual chat, I learned that a post posted on the Huiting Landscape Outdoor Internet five years ago was planned by the other brother, and he was the moderator of the website. After a few years, the adventure is still fresh in my memory, and the mountain locusts in the primeval secondary forest will feel their scalps numb at any time they think of it, and it is undeniably a heart-wrenching hiking trail.
They are all mixed in a circle, and there are outdoor friends, and the table is naturally lively. Seeing that the other side was easygoing, he asked him to ask me for the next event, and he readily agreed, you wait, in a few days Niangniang Zhai will see the fog.
Without snow in winter, the four seasons are incomplete, and life is much less poetic, and there is no need to look forward to it. The other side really kept his promises, and within a few days, the news came.
Early in the morning, I met up with a few people carrying large backpacks at Jianguo Noodle Restaurant. With only one side of the other side, the tall man sitting in the co-pilot is dressed in camouflage, and his skills are strong, and he is a strong donkey at a glance, and the other two are not bad. In the car, I realized that they were not only donkey friends, "birdmen", but also a gilded business card - photographer. I accidentally mixed up with these "homes", which made me deeply afraid to catch anything and dare to shoot anything. On the way into the mountain, I didn't interrupt much, just pricked up my ears and listened to them say, what kind of birds, autumn sand ducks, of course, the topic cannot bypass the mountains they have climbed and the roads they have walked.
In the eyes of these outdoor experts, every landscape in Jingshan, has a personality. Go to Fairy Hill in March to see dandelions; In summer, Yuanyang Creek can be rafted, and the Beauty Valley is good for splashing; Go to sleep in late autumn with plum-concave grass; In winter, you don't have to go far to see the frost, a cold wave hits, the old man Wang of Niangniang Village calls, and the guys can start immediately.
Laodao Mountain, Xiangshan Guan, Grab Gu Village, Longfeng Village... From time to time, fresh place names come out of their mouths. These mountains are unheard of by me, let alone set foot in, and they are like visiting their own vegetable garden, picking wild fruits from all seasons, and collecting the beauty of mountains and rivers. I secretly clenched my fists, and I had to make up for my outdoor homework when I was idle, and strive to become a positive person as soon as possible.
Although it is winter, the road is still dark and green. Looking northwest from the main road into a fork in the road, a little snow first appeared in the mountain col on the left, and the further in, the more I was amazed by the white snow. As the mountain rises and the road freezes, the off-road vehicle roars and climbs up, and the driver concentrates on driving without saying a word. After seven turns and eight turns, our mount finally stopped near a dirt house. The earthen house is backed by a hill, and above the old gray-tiled roof is a wisp of cooking smoke, a dog "watery" to call the police, followed by an old man in his seventies, he is the "eyeliner" Wang Uncle planted by the brother on the other side in Niangniang Village.
Wang Bo greeted him enthusiastically, stopped the barking dog, and said that it had snowed the night before and that you had come at the right time. Following his fingers, the mountains in the distance were indeed white. "Green water is worry-free, wrinkled by the wind. Aoyamahara is not old, it is a white head for snow", at this time, he had a unique feeling for the words of the ancients.
On a tree next to the field hung many fist-sized snow lumps. Seeing my surprise, the other brother said that this was a frozen pear. When the weather is cold, there is such a good thing in the mountains, and for a moment my taste buds have imagined that it is more refreshing than rock sugar gourd or frozen pear. If he didn't come back, he would definitely ask Wang Bo for a taste. The brother on the other side gave Wang Bo a drink, exchanged a few pleasantries, and fished into the mountain from the ramp behind the house.
There were only a few snow particles jumping in the city, but there was a heavy snow falling in the mountains, and it was a foot socket when one foot down. The road up the mountain was covered in snow, and several strong donkeys bowed forward with their trekking poles, with a sure that they would not take a fork with their eyes closed, indicating how many times they had been here.
Stop at a place called "Six Rooms", which seems to be the first check-in place in Niangniang Village. I don't know if it was the name given by the donkey friend, or from the front to the present, pointing my finger and counting the rooms, there were exactly six rooms on the left and right, but the rooms were no longer there, only a few stone-built walls two or three meters high and the foundation of the roof covered by snow.
The snow thickens the higher up, the fog gradually reveals, the grass stems and jade branches hang, the pine trees and silver chrysanthemums bloom, from the halfway up the mountain to the top of the mountain, the white expanse, the high mountain peaks are like smoke and fog, blurring the edge between the mountain and the sky. If I climb high and swim and swim in the jade mountains at four or five o'clock, is it like a few grains of paint that Danqingmiao unintentionally sprinkled on the huge plain drapery, and the limited understanding of the snow scene inhibits my imagination.
If they hadn't seen it in person, who would have thought that the mountains in the northern part of Jingshan would hide such a scenic spot in the snow. I clearly saw that the ice goddess shook a flying snow from under her silver coat, and overnight decorated the rolling green mountains into a fairy tale world of ice carved jade.
Because one of them had a leg problem, he had to turn back halfway, as if he had just taken a few bites when he was hungry and had his food removed. I am very grateful for the piggyback of the brother on the other side, and may wish to take the unfinished fun as an opportunity to visit Niangniangzhai again.
Two
A few days after Niangniangzhai's return, the new crown epidemic broke out, and the freedom to wander the rivers and lakes was deprived, and the only way to respond to the government's call to shrink and shrink again. Fortunately, the company of relatives, literature and friends, these beautiful things have become a refuge for the soul.
2020 passed safely, the calamity of the Year of Gengzi seems to have ended, and at the end of the year, it is time to let go of the mood that has been imprisoned for a long time.
The initiator of this trip is not someone, but a novel related to someone - "Visiting Meizi Cave". The writer is very hateful, extremely tempting, familiar with beautiful words and sentences, and skillful use of various modifications, so that readers rush to a feast of sight and senses, so that you give birth to the idea that if you do not go to the plum concave, life will not be complete. So, turning over the yellow calendar, checking the weather, you gathered me, I summoned him, and the five people, including the author Hu Zhongxian, hit it off.
On a sunny winter morning, Hu Writer came after going to the construction site early to inspect, and last year he visited Meiziwo for the second time, because he was not familiar with the route, he went around in circles to dark, and the shadow of Meiziwo was not seen. Teacher Chen specially asked for leave, and joined our team with a small DV on his back, accompanied by Brother Li Gang, but there was no sense of harmony when they met for the first time. Swallow to Meizi Cave is like returning to her mother's house, how many stones on the mountain along the way, how many stones and how many trees in Meizi Cave, she can probably blurt out, naturally, the tour guide is none other than her.
The seven-curved country road brought the Gang of Five to a small village, and the swallow pointed to a yellow ramp that resembled a firebreak fence on the mountain not far away and said, "We will go up the hill from there." Take a deep breath of the cold wind, pack a whole line, and the squad is pulled.
Only foot-tall rice stubble remains in the barren field, and an important prop in the novel, bitter and spicy vegetables, can be found everywhere, and the story probably begins here. After obediently guarding this little life for a year, your legs and feet are not flexible, so now you might as well walk the fields as continental plates and climb this stretchy ridge as a Himalaya!
After a few steps, a few prefabricated panels on the side of the road blocked the opening, and if it were not for the swallow's reminder, it would be difficult for us to notice that the famous Song Family Wind Tunnel was hidden in this low dirt slope. My craving for mountains and rivers began to show itself in junior high school, and the same table said that there is a cave in Yongxing Nanzhuang, called the wind tunnel, the wind tunnel has the unfathomable danger of the double dragon cave in books, and the mountain outside the wind tunnel has the majestic and handsome show of the world's Daizong, so I took the wings of imagination and swam through it once in an essay. When Zhenzhen came, I only stayed at the entrance of the cave for a few seconds, and a gloomy aura made me flee in a hurry and come to the sun to receive the warmth of the sun. The three men came out reluctantly, saying that next time they would bring a powerful flashlight to invite a few daring ones to come and find out.
Climbing to the top of the mountain overlooking the foot, there is quite a bit of "a view of the mountains and small", the village is sparse, the traffic is unknown, the sound of chickens and dogs is not heard, the mountain not far away encroached by excavators is covered with brown-yellow organs, and in the west pole stands several buildings as high as the mountain, they say that it is the Cam Ranh cement factory, and the gray-faced heaven and earth worship those big chimneys.
The camera hanging on Mr. Hui Bin's chest is like a pair of binoculars and a mountain king. Ascending the ridge, he ordered us to form a line with a smile on his face and shouted passionately, "Meiziwo, we are coming-" I was rather awkward about this ritual, only to lip sync silently with their shouts.
The detachment followed the ridge and undulated in the sea of yellow grass, remembering the grass of the plum concave described by Hu writer like this:
Before and after, the grass waves near and far are surging, one after another, making a loud or small, soft or hurried "cracking" sound, sometimes cheerful and pleasant, sometimes lingering and sorrowful. The grass stems are either tilted east, or west, north, or south, eclectically. Like the wind blowing on the ground, and like the wind blowing from the ground, making the grass stems sway in different directions... The color of the grass stems is also different, some are brown, some are dark yellow, some are light yellow, and there are other colors similar to yellow, a large area of one color, clear and not mixed with each other, like a phalanx holding a celebration of all nations. Those words of gloom, slaughter, decay, and decadence could not be associated with the vibrant scene in front of us. The grass of the plum concave is an outstanding dancer and player of nature...
I would think that this is the writer's choreography, or the charm of the text; Stepping on the plum hollow, I realized that he was describing it by mobilizing the six senses. There is such a vast grassland hidden above the hills of my hometown, I can't help but marvel, it is the Hulunbuir of Jingshan Mountain! The plum-concave grass looks weak, and they are intertwined with each other, swaying and rolling in a uniform posture, stretching for more than ten miles, spanning several ridges, and converging into a sea of yellow waves. Walking through the kneeless grass, my mind floated with the grass waves, did every grass here correspond to a person on the ground? The one on the left that swayed gracefully in a graceful arc must be a swallow, the ochre-red thatch with its wide stems and leaves in front of it was a novelist, and I, as for me, could only be the most inconspicuous one in the crack of the stone, and when a gust of wind passed, it was drowned in the yellow waves of the plum concave. Thinking of this, I laughed, how can you also "yellow wave", this is the original of Hu writer. Two black birds flew out of the grass with a "whoosh", looking at their trajectory, I said in my heart: Sorry for disturbing your good dreams!
Mei Ziwo returned, Chen Huibin made a video overnight, and the opening chapter was given names - Bing Bing, Zhongzhong, Gang, Yanyan, Junjun. The swallow said, why did you return the warbler swallow? The novelist's eyebrows fluttered: Oh, this name is so kind! My grandmother and old lady used to call me that, like I went back to my childhood!
Without saying a word, the "Gang of Five" no longer politely called each other "a certain teacher", in the call of "brother is big juanjuan, like a charm", we with an average age of fifty seem to have returned to the seventeenth or eighteenth of the teenager, on this day, we have a common home - meet Meizi concave WeChat group, the group leader is none other than Chen Huibin.
In June 2021, we just went to Shanghai to run his small home, and we were reluctant and helpless, only hoping that he would return to the team as soon as possible.
In the late autumn of 2021, the main soldiers of the group decided to explore the Song Family Wind Cave in depth and visit Meiziwo again. As soon as the news came out, more than a dozen good men gathered, including several first-class experts in the education field. Due to the expansion of the organization, the group owner built another group of "walking all over Jingshan", and the group of "Meet Meiziwo" continued to be retained as the private territory of five people. Set the name of the group as "walking all over Jingshan", it is not difficult to glimpse the pride of the group owner, as firm as an oath, and as enthusiastic as fire - if Jingshan does not go, why go to the world!
Since I found my own team, I have faith in life, and I have more expectations for ordinary and trivial life.
Men and women are all good "colorful", and when they heard that when they went to see the redwood forest that was half lake and half flame, the president of the Chunyang Association of Volunteers heard the wind and injected new vitality into walking all over the mountains of Beijing; Huang Da reporter joined grandly, his gilded business card is a green pass; Photographer Yongmei and a few plum girlfriends happily joined the group.
The early winter sun passes through the golden threads under the treetops, and the reddish reddish forest is as graceful as an oil painting, and the romantic factor grows gently in the forest, and the fairy tale wonderland in the film and television has found a realistic version.
Most of the people who walk the rivers and lakes have unique skills, and they generally do not easily strike if they do not meet the right person. Royal photographer Yongmei mobile phone for a while and camera busy for a while, don't look at her petite and delicate, stop in front of people, she is the focus of the audience, everyone obediently obediently obeys. The brothers and sisters who love stinky beauty are only responsible for posing for Pose and taking "nude photos".
Mountains are far and near, people have no heights, everyone is a donkey friend and brother, and they are also an indispensable happy member. Naturally, go to the countryside and follow the customs, you have successively had your own exclusive donkey name, Duan Duan, Kaikai, Oak, Old Scalper, Dong do not understand...
Three
Fang Fei April, everything is lovely. Spring rushes forward vigorously, and outdoor people chase all the way.
In the early morning of April 5, more than a dozen horses and horses marched towards Yitou Mountain in three vehicles.
Yitou Mountain is located in Wuquanmiao Village, Sunqiao Town, on the border of Jingshan and Zhongxiang, more than 40 kilometers away from the city. The first time Swallow mentioned that it "exists in the original ecology", I fell in love with it, and it is no exaggeration to say that this trip has been planned for a long time.
There are few people along the road, and at the end of the country road there is a conspicuous sign - Jiming Temple Forest Farm, looking around, I see that the forest is reckless, and there is no trace of the temple. There is a row of farms at the foot of the mountain, and I don't smell the "coaxing" of pigs, so I must have rushed out of the circle years ago. There are several lines of peach trees in front of the yard, the tide of rape flowers between the rows has receded, the slender rapeseed pods are draped in battle, and under the right slope is a cornfield, and the new seedlings hold up two bright green pointed leaves, which is exactly "more than ten acres of square houses, eight or nine grass houses." The back eaves of the elm willow shade, in front of the Taoli Luo Hall" idyllic scenery. The moment I passed the courtyard, with the acumen of a foodie, I caught a glimpse of bacon bacon and various mountain goods hanging from the beam of the back room, and suddenly the gluttony was rampant.
Park the car on the gentle slope on the back of the pig farm, raise your eyes, the mountains are hugging the screen, like a group of naughty teenagers you twist me and I twist him across the sky, directly opposite a slightly emerged, the top of the mountain tilted to the right, stunned boy like tilting his head to look at the uninvited guests at the foot of the mountain, this is the partial head mountain is undoubtedly.
Before he took a few steps, Old Willow retreated to the car ruefully, was he afraid of the mountain, or did he pity the leather shoes on his feet? Instead, the Oak couple and their new donkey friend Sisi and her little friend are brave and singing.
According to a certain brother who has been to Yitou Mountain, the previous road up the mountain was stepped on by nearby mountain people hunting and chopping firewood and digging trees, they relied on the mountains to eat the mountains, wild boars and hares, knotted white ash, Yingshan red, bluegrass, pine fungus... They are all good goods that can be monetized with a shake of their hands. Later, the state banned guns, explicitly prohibited indiscriminate felling, returned farmland to forest, coupled with the government's commitment to targeted poverty alleviation in recent years, actively expanding the way to get rich, mountain people lived a good life, protected ecological homes, left green water and green mountains for future generations, has become the consensus of mountain people, so the original path up the mountain has long been covered by deciduous trees, there is no way to explore.
In the deep spring of April, "no flowers fall from the fragrant trees, and the birds chirp all the way to the spring mountain." Swallow is worthy of being a competent "tour guide", she said that the past March was the most beautiful season in Yitou Mountain, with peach blossoms flying red, wild cherry blossoms flying snow, apricot blossoms dyeing the sky, as evidenced by the last photo, a handsome little handsome man making pottery among the blooming peach blossoms. Now you can walk dashingly once by stepping on the tail of spring, and after Qingming, snakes, insects and ants are not suitable for climbing mountains when they come out of the hole.
Every mountain opens the road, when the water meets the bridge, the swallows take the lead. Don't see her wearing a pair of glasses, young and beautiful, but I don't know that she is a strong donkey who has walked through many beautiful scenery, and she has been here as early as six years ago. Outdoor people seek new dangers and generally do not go back, but in order to fulfill the wishes of her donkey friends, she forcibly endured the pain in her elbow and led the group to cross the mountain again.
Visually looking at the mountain, the relative height is 100 meters above and below, and words such as majestic, steep and precipitous are obviously not suitable for it. Thorns, shrubs and trees are intertwined, and the forest coverage rate is more than 90%. Ecological diversification determines the difficulty factor of going up the mountain, the surface is full of rotting leaves floating soil, the foot pile is unstable people twist and swing, either slip a few steps backwards, or fall a big butt mound.
Sometimes it seems to poke a way, and before there is time to cheer, the imprint is again hidden into the fallen leaves. The thorn bush stretched out his arms, and the ancient vine was in charge, without a sickle, nor a soft hedgehog armor to protect him, but he carefully avoided the six ways with his eyes. Rao was so, exclamations still came from time to time, either this finger was pricked, or the sleeve of that one was intimate with the thorns. The leader instructed that brute force should not be used, but only thorn by thorn to fade, and the thorn strip was pulled aside to facilitate the safe passage of the donkey friends behind.
There is a kind of thorn vine in the mountains that is the most difficult to parry, I call it "wolf tooth vine". This guy has probably never seen a new human being, blocking the road and setting up a jam, step by step. It is tapered, with a wide base and sharp spikes, giving people the terrifying feeling of running into a blood hole. Looks intimidating, but also aggressive, stirring fetters, sweeping vertical pulls, tearing and biting, all kinds of means, clothes cut, tearing a blood hole is a small meaning, the most lethal, is it sinisterly dormant on the road that is not the road, a foot down, leather shoes, sneakers, casual shoes are not vulnerable, not to mention flesh and skin, fortunately, we have successfully avoided lightning and avoided black hands. The road was so treacherous, I couldn't help but secretly admire Lao Liu's wisdom. Friendly tips, trekking in the mountains, a pair of mid-top hiking shoes is a must-have outdoors, "camel" is especially good, highly recommended.
Crossing the pass, crossing the danger, and overcoming difficulties all the way. I think of a favorite saying when I was young: "I treat thorns as a field covered with flowers, and nothing in the world can torture me." "Now that I think about it, Root Thorn will also call out Mom's age, but it's just pretending to be cool. When people reach middle age, they have tasted hardships and bitterness, and they gradually realize that life is also a jungle crossing, with thorns in the back, and there is no way back, so they can only treat the blood stains as flowers blooming along the way, and move forward bravely.
A senior player has a famous saying: "I am afraid of hardship and fatigue and do not come outdoors, but I want to go to another way." "It is intended to encourage donkey friends to dare to endure hardships, be willing to enjoy hardships, and challenge physical strength and will, in order to experience the heartiness of "being in a cage for a long time, returning to nature" and appreciate the most beautiful scenery in the height of life. The high concentration of negative oxygen ions excites the parasympathetic nerves of the donkeys, and the moisture is discharged with sweat, and the turbid gas is cleansed by the mountain breeze.
The cohesion of the outdoor group comes from the organization, and the core of the organization is the group owner. The group owner is laborious in this work, from planning invitations to departure and return, and then to the post-production of pictures and videos, worrying about selling white powder, losing money for selling cabbage, and sometimes ending up with a bunch of complaints.
The soldier is the unanimously elected leader and one of our royal photographers, the camera "clicks" at any time, from time to time inducing his subordinates to form a row to chant revolutionary slogans, and personally squeeze his eyebrows and demonstrate scissorhands. There is no shortage of rebellious people like me, but his eager little eyes swept over, making people feel sorry for his enthusiasm if they didn't cooperate, so they brushed out eight teeth, "Eggplant-"
The soldiers looked in the direction of the top of the mountain, and the mouth was unique:
The stone on the top of the partial head mountain is large,
The road is steep and the mountain is high, we are not afraid.
The thorny bush is good to walk,
A group of happy old evil people.
Thank you to the group owner for showing mercy and not giving the aunts a "old lady"!
When it comes to the word "concubine", you can't get around Dong and don't understand it. Dong didn't understand that the dry goods in his stomach absolutely matched his body shape. According to the secretary of the indigenous forest of Jingyuan Village, who later also became a donkey friend, there is a Lin family village on Jingyuan Mountain, and Lin Family Village is divided into southern cities and northern villages, and there are seven large and small springs on the mountain, jar spring, bowl spring, cat's eye spring... There is also a "Fountain of Love". One day, the old secretary accompanied a group of experts in literature and history geology to investigate here, looking at the clear and shallow spring water that was just filled with a pool of water, Dong did not understand the flash of light, blurted out - coquettish out of the water - looked around and left, was absolutely proud of this world, and there were people on the side who said faintly - the old man salivated. It's no one else, Mr. Cheng Yihao, a titan of Jingshan literary circle, is also!
It is difficult to climb around the mountain, but it does not prevent Dong from understanding talent display. A thick kudzu vine falls from the sky and spirals upwards half a meter from the mountain in a ∪ shape, forming a natural swing frame. His old brother's eyes were quick, his palms were dragged to the two vines, Dan Feng's eyes widened, and his butt was thrown up, and he exclaimed, "Oh!" This mountain is opened by me, this tree is planted by me, if you want to pass from now on..."
Before the road wealth was exported, the swing suddenly fell with a "hula", knocking a mountain king to the ground!
A group of people did not have time to react at first, waiting to see the truth, one by one laughed, laughed so much that they had no heart and no lungs, and the usual gentlemen and ladies were decently thrown to Java early.
Really, pinning your own joy on the embarrassment of others, it's not kind!
However, the people in the play did not become frightened, and they got up and dusted the broken leaves and floating soil on their clothes and pants, and arched around with their fists:
Ouch, silence, come and listen to me!
Everyone stopped laughing and listened intently.
Dong didn't understand the two "squeals", and straightened the brim of the hat on Zhengda's head:
Swam over the mountains and play with water drops, carry the camera is not afraid of tired drops, dare to walk at night without fear of ghost drops, kissed ants with mouth drops, was kicked by a donkey leg drops, listen to me ha, I fell and did not regret drops, you still laugh you still laugh! Also laughing at the Ming Dynasty became a big mouthdrop...
With such a cute Duan hand by your side, you will be healed by him before you have time to grieve. Things are gathered in groups, people are divided in groups, there is no lack of dragon and phoenix talents in the donkey team, astronomy and geography, anecdotes, sunny spring and white snow, Xialiba people... All are ice-chilled Red Bulls that are essential for hiking.
Duan Duan's poetry dominates the sky in half of the Jingshan. The details of daily fireworks, moon viewing, flower viewing, drinking, dog walking... It is not difficult to glimpse a happy life with affection and fun. When the two superb pieces meet, their eyes are red.
A large tree arched out of the crack of the stone, and a dozen branches stretched in all directions, supporting a shade of greenery. Everyone is greedy for rest, or sitting on a rock, or leaning on a branch, or climbing high and low, or smiling coquettishly between the branches. Duan Duan frowned, there you have it!
Dong does not understand, play with the pair?
The sentence is a specialty dish that Dong does not understand, how can he withstand such prodding, open his mouth and come: rats are old regardless of size,
Teacher Duan Duan came from, obviously, Dong did not understand and did not have a good heart. But who is Duan Duan - parrots have male and female are called brothers.
Dong does not know how to climb the tree with monkey-like hands: Sun Walker.
Duan Duan raised his eyebrows, and returned in seconds: Zu Chongzhi!
The third round of paragraph questions: Fine feather poultry dies after brick,
This side "snorted" and expressed disdain: coarse versus fine, hair versus feather, wild versus home, beast versus fowl, stone versus brick, first versus last, life versus death, coarse haired beast Mr. Shi!
Fortunately, there was no stone surname sitting there, otherwise he would have been shot while lying down.
To tie, Dong does not know how to take risks: admire the flowers and dismount.
I thought Duan Duan would pick up "Zhiwei Parking", but I saw her right arm raised, and snapped her fingers: Go to bed in the dark!
A good "go to bed in the dark", burst out of the mouth of Duan Duan who was softly spoken, more idiotic and cute than the iron-mouthed copper teeth Ji Xiaolan, everyone smacked their tongues and applauded, and the birds in the forest also "boomed" and fluttered their wings. The new donkey Sisi squeezed his eyes at me, and the look in his eyes was clearly saying, this group of cultural people is too fun!
The only thing that can match Duan Duan is Kai. Open to show calm and calm, always take "there is a scenic road in front of you, the paragraph inscription poem is ahead" to stabilize the senior sister, in fact, the small flame in the heart has long been high, no doubt, from the moment of going up the mountain, her verse is brewing, at the right time and place, will have a partial mountain sword discussion with the senior sister.
Climbing the mountain with hot sweat, open but full of energy, she took the lead, occupying the commanding heights to take pictures and videos for everyone, and adding a voiceover with her standard language teacher. Huiyuan pot pot affectionate and vast tenor voice through the mountains and forests, the two of them also show affection from time to time, regardless of the feelings of other men. Dong didn't understand this, and spit out again: You two are throwing bombs in the toilet - stirring up public dung!
And climbing and making trouble, and singing and laughing, climbing is not easy, plus the news is constant, everyone's mouth is dry. At halftime, each find a gentle and dry place to sit. The sun shines through the treetops and shines on the girls and boys under the trees.
The leader soldiers are counting again, one, two, three, four, five, up the mountain to fight tigers. Count and count, one, two, three... Old Willow was looking at the car, there should be fourteen people. Count again, one, two, three, four, five, go up the mountain to fight tigers. Count and count, one, two, three... Or thirteen braincases. Guys, look at me, I look at you, what about the fourteenth, the number, where is the fourteenth?
Or Duan Duan Lingguang, patted his head: Old Su! It's Old Sue!
Looking at them one by one, sure enough, there was no old Su Yinger. When did it fall, did it withdraw with Lao Liu, or did it lose its foot strength, or...
Who is Old Su? The name Suzuquan, the screen name Baishui. The first time I saw this name, I secretly called him "Su Laoquan", who called him the oldest among these donkey friends and only one word different from Su Shi's father?
"Su Laoquan" was joined with Duan Duan when he went to see grass in Meizi Cave last year, Duan Duan's personal follower also had a beautiful dog named Xiao Mao, that day the two took turns holding Mao Mao out of the grassland for more than ten miles, everyone joked, look at this family! No wonder, they're all dogs. Before the introduction, Lao Su is a good hand in the poetry industry of Jingshan, and the reserves of the poetry library are unmatched. Why didn't you lose it before you listened to it live?
Lost a partner, Duan Duan is anxious, everyone is anxious. There was no signal on the mountain, the dense forest was blocked, and a group of people raised their voices and shouted: Lao Su - Su Ge - Su Laoquan -
It's really called mountains and mountains, so that trees and trees are not working, and the birds of the four fields "tumbled" to help find people.
In fact, when we were in a hurry to smoke, Brother Su was single-handedly breaking into the mountain. Soon, where there was a signal, he replied, and Duan Duan sighed fiercely and stroked his chest.
What an old urchin! The mountains are deep and dense, and if you leave the team without permission, if you fall on your feet, or fall, or step into the air, or encounter wild beasts, the consequences are not just as exciting as playing missing.
Xiao Zhang, who has many years of outdoor experience, suggested that for travel safety, outdoor groups must establish a formal outdoor mechanism, set up team leaders, middle waist, and collect teams, and group members should strictly abide by outdoor discipline, not allowed to act alone, let alone leave the team without authorization. I nodded yes.
While playing and climbing, he suddenly raised his head, a huge rock blocked the way, looked up, and was immediately dumbfounded. The stone is about three stories high, with a knife and axe on the front, and is held by old vine trees on both sides. Just wondering if this is the 36,502nd stone left by Nuwa Patching Heaven, the swallow shouted, It's here!
Looking up, it is clear that there is a square stone mountain in front of you, how can it be a crooked braincase under the mountain? Donkey friends shouted, climbing the mountain has not yet passed, this is almost over? I can't wait to retreat down the mountain and climb again. Backed by the stone mountain, all kinds of funny photos small duets do not mention, "I have blown the wind you have blown through, this is not considered a hug; I've walked the road you've walked, is this a meeting..." Singing the team song, thinking back to the sweat along the way, I was immersed in this beautiful melody.
The top of the head is so steep that it cannot be attacked, but can only be outwitted. A fish in the middle jumped on a protruding stone on the left, and the Wudang Dao Chang opened the cane that I was carrying with me showed its power at this time, and the middle middle hooked the head of the staff with one hand, and the people below grabbed the tail of the cane and used the force to go up, jumped up the middle waist of the boulder, and rounded around the perimeter to the top of the mountain.
After everyone successfully reached the top, a voice came from the east: I--come-la————
A little red riding hood emerges from the bushes, it is Old Sue! "Su Laoquan" finally ended his wandering state and returned to the revolutionary ranks. As for whether he met an immortal or a demon, no one asked, just return to the team safely.
The mountain is a man-made peak, standing at the top of the mountain, and everyone is a mountain, independent of each other and not isolated. A harrier in the middle turned over and landed at the highest place, and the radius of tens of miles was suddenly silent. Don't look at him usually low-key and cautious, he is a Mr. Hu Yemad in his bones, but he is crazy and quiet. Another wave of eagle falcons tried their wings, causing everyone to search the idiom containing the word "wen wu" in their minds for a few rounds.
Climbing high and overlooking, the spring breeze is mighty, but see the vast fields of Okinawa to the south, the wheat fields and rape fields are scattered, and small reservoirs and large weir ponds are scattered. Looking back, a mountain range winds from northwest to southeast, and the remnants of the Dahong Mountain are stacked with barriers, and the scenery is infinite. Dajing Mountain, there are countless peaks waiting for us to climb and meet ourselves higher!