Original by Xie Shujun
I have long heard that Huangling is beautiful. A beautiful mountain village hidden deep in the mountains in Wuyuan, an ancient village with a history of 580 years. Especially when it comes to autumn, everyone knows it. In fact, the spring Huangling is also beautiful, 10,000 acres of rape flowers, white walls and gray tiles, ancient trees towering, if you add a continuous drizzle, it is simply a fairyland, think about it is drunk!
In April, my friend and I arrived as promised. At half past seven in the morning, like a few cheerful birds, humming songs, we came to the B ropeway of the scenic area, took the volley cable car, climbed over the deep mountains, and we floated down the edge of the terraces like fairies.
Walking out of the ropeway, looking around, I was stunned, these 10,000 acres of terraced rape flowers, "suddenly like a spring breeze overnight, thousands of trees and pear blossoms", are blooming happily. Looking at the distance, it is like a yellow-green ocean, and the layers of rape flowers are like ripples on the sea level, graceful, graceful, and ethereal.
We couldn't contain our excitement, and our hearts had already flown to the rape flower field. In front of you is a canyon with a soaring fortress bridge, and a skywalk connects the peaks of the two villages.
We hurriedly climbed the Fortress Bridge, there was a glass plank road in the middle of the bridge, and the quiet stream and valley at our feet, a little scared, opposite Huangling Village.
A small village of Hui-style architecture "hangs" like scales in the mountains. The whole village is built on the hills, and the village is surrounded by pine cypress and bamboo.
Walk out of the Fortress Bridge, step into the country road leading to Huangling Village, spring flowers, flowers overflowing, pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms, purple-red magnolia, and some flowers I can't name, tree by tree you don't let me, I don't let you compete with each other, the word "flood" is not too much to describe, people are dizzying!
Walking along the country road, you come to a street known locally as "Tianjie", which is like a jade belt connecting the well-preserved jagged ancient buildings of the Hui School. It is the center of Huangling Village, paved with bluestone slabs and strips.
There are many shops, including famous food, tea house, bookstore, inkstone village, antique, studio, fence shop, hair salon, wood carving hall, craft umbrella and other emblem-style shops. It's a lot of fun.
The streets are full of people, and tourists wander around the village to their heart's content. Even a clump of green bamboo next to the stone level, a cluster of flowers in the corner of the wall, an old well behind the ancient house, and a group of goldfish by the spring are all surprising and comfortable.
Especially photography enthusiasts, who hold cameras in their hands, capture the exciting moments and greedily ingest the lenses. Walking through these quaint and elegant alleys, you always feel like walking in a fairy tale world of Hans Christian Andersen.
A few of us walked slowly through Tianjie, walking and watching, turning the corner to the Huangling Autumn Scenic Area, climbing the steps, breaking into the houses where the villagers have lived halfway up the mountain for generations, the whole village sits north facing south, built by the mountain, full of sunshine and open vision.
The houses are next to each other, densely packed and staggered. Every house has a sun-drying building on the roof, wooden poles are erected, and bamboo plaques are placed on the roof to dry crops. The "autumn" of autumn refers to the fruits of the harvest, and autumn is not "exclusive" to autumn, and there are seasonal crops to dry throughout the year.
Now it is spring, looking over, only a few sporadic are basking in red peppers, soybeans, shredded white radish, etc., there is no spectacular sun like autumn, I heard that once autumn, the entire Huangling village is like a huge color palette, tourists from all over the world come from far away, flocking to the scenery, "autumn" scenery has become a unique landscape of Huangling Village!
Walking around the autumn scenic area, there is a house called "Strange House", which caught my attention, where is the strangeness? I was very curious, so I walked into the "strange house" with my friends, and just entered the door, and I fainted in an instant, holding the door and not daring to take half a step beyond the thunder. I heard that people in the strange house do not know the heavens and the earth, regardless of east, west, south and north, east and west,
It is very uncomfortable to make people "turn over the river and the sea". It is said that the "strange house" is a torture hall built by ancient villagers to punish lawless villagers, and the torture equipment in it is specially set up for the "dogs, men, chickens and women" in the village who do not abide by women's morality and ethics. I have to marvel at the great intelligence of the ancestors in punishing evil and promoting good.
Further on, there is "Huaxi Water Street", which is another scene, the stream from top to bottom, through the rocks, suddenly turbulent and pleasant, suddenly soothing and soft.
On both sides of the Huaxi River, stone mills with flowing water are connected, giving people a refreshing feeling. The flowers and greenery on both sides are dazzling, dotted with the thick spring color of Huangling.
The riverbed is scattered with black rocks, shiny pink flowers, white mist like fairy water vapor... Creating a misty wonderland, visitors slowly descend the steps of the mouth of the water, stop and watch, marvel and marvel.
Huaxi Water Street, is a place worth lingering, if not a lot of people, smoke and rain, lovers rely on each other, slowly taste, look closely, it is really very moody!
After walking to the village, ancient trees towering in the sky, covering the sky, ancient fragrant maple, camphor trees, and yew trees quietly waiting for this pure land on earth. The fragrant maple that is more than 1300 years old, the camphor tree that is more than 500 years old, and the yew tree that is more than 400 years old, towering into the clouds, pulling branches and spitting green, full of life.
I stopped and looked up and asked Chitose Kaede how old he was? It seems to hear, it seems to be inaudible. Here, the people of heaven and earth are interpreted into a harmonious picture, and the legacy left by the ancestors has influenced generations of Huangling people.
It is said that if anyone fells a tree indiscriminately, the villagers will kill one of his pigs at the end of the month, so the ancient trees and other precious trees here have been able to flourish and remain intact to this day. The villagers love and admire nature, and nature also gives the people of Huangling a fairyland-like paradise.
Further down is the long-awaited 10,000-acre rape flower field, and as soon as you get closer, the romantic atmosphere of spring comes to your face. In the terraced fields, golden rape flowers bloom, coloring the mountains, fragrant the air, and even the spring sun seems to be shining because of them. The breeze gently blows the fragrance of the mountains, blows down three or five branches of yellow flowers, the wind dances the flowers, and the flowers dye the charm, wonderful and harmonious.
In the winding field path, we seem to return to that carefree girlhood, chasing the spring-dyed rape flowers all the way, the wind blows gently, strings of tender yellow flowers, with the breeze, gently swinging, the fragrance of flowers, straight to make you drunk in the flower field.
The fairyland-like Huangling is suitable for chewing slowly, slowing down, slowing down, letting the heart inhabit quietly here, handing over life to nature, leaving worries and troubles to yesterday, and letting the beautiful wonderland on earth stay in the heart forever.
Goodbye, beautiful Huangling Village, I have long carried you in my heart!
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(View of Huangling Village below)