#第二届今日头条全国新写作大赛 #
#抬头有星空 The night is even more exciting #
Three years ago, I looked up at the starry sky under the sky and felt happy and happy.
The summer of dry dams belongs to the continuous wild roses, which are the most healing. In addition to the wild roses, there are also alpine rhododendrons that open at the same time, as well as meadow stars, sunrises and moonsets that can be expected.
When you are with your friends on the weekend, it is enough to be moved, not to mention, there are many kinds of scenery that may be missed, you can't help but ask yourself where is this good blessing?
Dry Dam zi is a sparsely inhabited place in Meizi Street, and the "Plum Street" alone has given people a romantic atmosphere.
To enter the dry dam, you must first pass through a natural barrier. An upright mountain is like a gate, like a fence through which happiness cannot be experienced without passing through it.
Ganbazi is located in the northwest of Yongsheng Village, Meizi Town, Ning'er County, on the edge of the Wuliangshan Mountains, east of Ninger County, west of Jinggu County, north of Zhenyuan County, 56 kilometers away from the county seat of Ning'er County, 2851.13 meters above sea level, is regarded as a plateau meadow.
Although it is called a dry dam, there are actually small rivers flowing in the east-west and north-south directions, and they converge in the center of the meadow to become the source of the Little Black River. However, there are no villages, no electricity, no communication signals, and because it is at the junction of the three counties, it is a bit isolated from the world.
Everything is so simple, the little friends are very experienced, follow the team of wild camping, just need to bring your good mood.
The road to the dry dam is getting more and more difficult, climbing the steep mountain, and even can't breathe, but after going, I will never regret it, and the happiness I worked hard to obtain will have the beauty of the deep memory.
As soon as you cross the top of the mountain, the cool air in the dam hits and instantly transforms into spring. Breathing was suddenly free, and I felt that I was full of blood and resurrected. Slowly moving down the slope of the slope, the meadow gradually expanded, and I was a little excited to see the flowers full of plants.
Recently, taking pictures of the flowers, I found that the large piles of flowers were wild roses, single petals, the flowers were not large, and the yellow flower buds appeared to be a little thin, but the strength of the group made these weak flowers connect into pieces, forming a sea of flowers, such a momentum is shocking.
Enter the campsite section and set up the tent with the help of the chefs from the village. After a short break, follow the captain into the primeval forest behind the campground.
The trees shade the sky, the sun is full of shadows, and the scenery seems to be real, as if entering the Wonderland of Oz. The ground is thick and soft with leaves, and the exotic flowers and grasses and small rivers are cold to the touch.
On the march, you sometimes have to go around dead trees that have long fallen to the ground covered with moss, or old vines with bare roots. Slowly advancing, I saw the orchids and unknown wild fruits quietly blooming on the trees, listened to different birds singing their own tunes, all kinds of beloved things, all kinds of photographs, battery dry, mind stopping, hand talent, so far, completely isolated from the world's troubles.
Out of the primeval forest, the chefs have prepared meals, the dishes are old bacon, boiled chicken, boiled greens. In the wild, old bacon is best matched with rice. After dinner, everyone was busy picking up dry branches and dead trees, preparing for the arrival of the night.
As the sky darkened, the stars became denser, and the evening party around the bonfire sparked enthusiasm. The chef blew up the reed and led everyone around the campfire and sang songs.
The gentleman said, "Today at 5.20, I will sing a song for you later." "But the microphone never had a free chance, we went back to our tent, and Mr. completed the ceremony he wanted with a cappella, and I thank mr. Singing.
Carnival is the preserve of young people, and we lean on each other to see the stars in the sky. I haven't felt the stars in years.
Under the starry sky, there is a silent meadow. At this time, the sky and the earth were so close, the fire not far away seemed particularly small and weak, and the figure next to the fire also appeared blurry and short.
Looking up at the starry sky, the sky is full of stars, there is no loneliness and loneliness at this time, and I feel infinitely satisfied in my heart.
Although I didn't sleep well, I thought that since I came to camping, I didn't want to sleep, and my heart was at peace and I felt good. I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning, got out of the tent, half a moon hung in the sky, the stars had faded a lot, and the whole meadow was no longer dark.
Everyone was already quietly in their tents, and my husband and I went to watch the quiet meadows under the moonlight, listening to the ensemble of nature, enjoying the feeling of peace of mind, and the chill struck and tightened the corners of the storm.
After breakfast, sleepiness struck, and I lay in the tent to make up for it. Then out of the tent, I saw that the sun on the opposite side of the camp was shining through the clouds, sprinkling the top of the mountain behind us, and gradually moving to the mountainside, down the mountain, and on the tent.
The small animals that had slept enough were covered with dew on their heads, green-brown frogs, orange-black clams came out, and the small animals moved in the sun to find food.
Everyone came out and the leader took us down the sheep gut trail to the top of the hill behind the camp from the side to see the wild azaleas. It's not worth it.
Under the blue sky, pink, white and red rhododendrons are blooming. My heart can't help but be touched: the rhododendron flowers bloom, wither and wither alone on the top of the mountain, regardless of the wind and the sun, no matter who appreciates it, without complaint, and complete the trajectory of their lives again and again. So should man!
Only the leader's equipment can also take turns to take pictures of everyone, we are moving closer to the azaleas, saluting the mountains, but also worshiping nature!
Come down the mountain, take a break, and we will go deep into the meadow.
Follow the meandering direction of the creek, passing through large areas of fern meadows and into the depths of the dam. Again, there are large expanses of wild roses that can be seen everywhere and form an imposing momentum, the bees and butterflies that pick flowers are noisy, and large herds of cattle are quietly grazing in the distance. And we, who found large herds of cattle, took pictures of them as a background.
The cattle here are herded in the meadows by nearby villagers, and it is difficult to find a way out of this place, and the cattle have lived freely in Sisi for generations, without being disturbed or managed. In fact, the cattle have become the masters of the dry dams.
Cattle breeders will only bring shotguns to hunt when they want to eat beef, divide it and take it out of the mountain.
The cattle also saw us on the other side of the river coming from far and near, taking the way you come and go, we entered, they retreated, and quietly and silently moved deep into the meadow.
After the cattle stop and go, stop and go, after three or four times, it may be that they see that people have not stopped, or they may still eat grass, and there is no way to retreat, and a cow barks. The other cows followed suit, as if warning the people not to move any further.
And we didn't care about the cows' warnings, and when we wanted to cross the river and get closer to the herds to take a close-up, one cow came to us angrily, and the other cows followed slowly, and their cries became louder and more urgent, as if the cows were declaring: If you get closer, you will drive these uninvited guests out of the country.
We felt in danger of rushing into the cattle territory, and after being cut off by the leader, we slowly withdrew. Seeing the people retreating, the cattle quickened their pace and followed, watching the people retreat across the river, and the excited cattle stopped on the other side of the river. Bounded by the small river, the cattle, after watching the people leave, slowly turned their heads and returned to their positions.
We disturbed the peace of the cattle without hesitation, and when we felt the danger, the cattle defended themselves, and we withdrew in time to avoid a clash of territorial disputes.
Return safely to camp, pack your bags, have lunch, pack up your trash, and head back.
Now, because I have encountered some temporary difficulties, I have forgotten the relaxation when watching the stars in the dry dam, and I have forgotten to feel the beauty of life.
I felt that I had lost that good mentality, and from time to time I complained to my husband because of irritation. Recalling the time when I looked at the starry sky, I suddenly realized: although I was in the trough, I still had to remember to look up at the starry sky occasionally! Why not stay in the mood to appreciate each other?
When people are impetuous, there is a person who accompanies themselves and enjoys the beauty of nature, that is, to enjoy a happy time. Whenever you encounter difficulties, think more about it, have the company of the other party, and take responsibility together, what a good time! There is no obstacle that cannot be overcome.
To be able to spend the past, present and future of life together, what is there to complain about.
Alpine meadows, flowers blooming, primitive forests, babbling streams, thick lichen vegetation, every ray of sunshine in the forest, full of stars, moonrises and moonsets, and free cattle, all bring unexpected surprises and harvests.
The beauty that the beauty of the scenery brings to oneself can only be remembered in the realm of self-forgetfulness. The family is not troubled by other factors, and there is a grateful heart, so that when you lose your free state of mind, you can be more tolerant of everything, depending on whether you can do it.
To use the beginning of taiwanese writer Jiang Xun's "Wish": "I wish to be a cuckoo full of mountains, just for a spring without regrets." I wish to be a star, give up a summer night..." To wish us a good life, to be able to feel the beauty of life with our hearts.
May everyone be able to "look up at the starry sky, and the night is even more exciting!" ”