In the posture of the wind, chasing the direction in which the sun is throwing, throwing off high heels, stepping on a wild speed, following the footsteps of Tang Sai'er more than five hundred years ago, rushing to a place where the heart is cultivated and practiced, the Bun Zhai.
Located in the southeast corner of Sunjialing Village in Miaozi Town, Qingzhou City, Jiji Village, I like to call it "JijiLing". "Zhai" has a little bandit spirit - it is true that there were bandits here in those years; "Ling", just like the famous boudoir, with spirit and cuteness. Before it arrived, Ji Ji Ling had already rolled over his heart several times.
The road to Sunjialing Village is winding and winding, the real "eighteen bends of the mountain road". Every turn is frightening, every bump is frightening, every bird song is like a man's back... The heart was lifted to the eye of the throat, as if a big gasp would exhale it. Everyone stared at the road ahead with bated breath, and the corners of their eyes did not dare to pinch it, feeling that the car would change direction in the blink of an eye. Inside are cliffs and cliffs, protruding stones like eagles spreading their wings; outside is the abyss, and every look down is dizzying. Suddenly, infinite respect rose in my heart: all we were worried about was that the newly built winding mountain road was smooth enough, and there were curbs on the outside, and the slope and curvature were just right.
Winding the mountain, climbing all the way, passing through the Lower Zhangjia, upper Zhangjia Village, passing through doujiayazhuang, and then to Sunjialing. When we arrived at Sunjialing, it was nearly dusk, and everyone was interested in taking a souvenir of the scenery at the head of this village at an altitude of nearly 600 meters. In the evening, after a candlelight, bright moon, slightly drunk, romantic and warm Tanabata Festival, the neighbor aunt sent leeks, tomato soup, and also told us the legendary story of The Bun Ridge that was passed down by word of mouth: The cottage is named After the gu at the top of the mountain, it looks like the hair bun of the ancient woman, it is set by danger, all around are dangerous cliffs, this was easy to defend and difficult to attack the mountains that the various gate factions competed to occupy, and later the military powerhouse, it can be seen that it is dangerous and hidden, and it has become a famous mountain holy place that people have climbed in recent years because of Tang Sai'er. Tang Sai'er, a kuangshiqi woman, the leader of the peasant revolt in the Ming Dynasty, and this is the place where she led the "White Lotus Army" of thousands of people to fight, although after two or three months of bloody struggle still ended in failure, but Tang Sai'er's heroic posture and superhuman courage of swearing to drive the bandits out of their hometown for the people were still admired by the common people. My aunt's story aroused my curiosity even more, and I felt a kind of impatience in my heart.
Unfinished, taking advantage of the night, invite a half moon to walk into the Sunjialing ditch and the kankaner, the wind blows the taste of the mountains, the spring water dings around, the night insects play the piano accompaniment, the distant high and low lights reflect the starry sky, we seem to be in the mirage of wonderland.
Imagining the mystery and beauty of the Ji Ji Ridge, I had a sleepless night.
At half past seven the next day, a group of ten people set off with pride. Stepping out of the door of the accommodation, Ji Ji Ling naturally entered the field of vision, full of greenery and slanted clouds.
The highest point of Jiji Ridge is nearly 800 meters, which is a relatively high mountain in Qingzhou. I had planned to take a dangerous route - few people climbed the route, did not think that before going out of fifty meters, there was a sister who fell twice, and finally gave up this route, choosing the relatively easy old road that everyone often walked, but this would invisibly walk four or five miles, but everyone's interest was still high.
Jiji Ridge is composed of several interconnected mountains, the north and south cottages are about 10 kilometers long, and the north shou ji zhai and the south shou shi shed zhai and the south zhai are collectively known as Tang Sanzhai, which feels magnificent when listening.
One person and one staff and two bottles of water are counted as all the heads, all the way forward, all the way to the mountains, all the way to the sky, the sky is connected to the mountains, the rolling hills, the clouds. Unknown plants burst into my sight from time to time, and they were naturally embedded in the stone, blooming between the cracks of the stone, witnessing the spectacle of growing the softest body on the hardest stone wall. Although I have a natural love for plants, especially flowers and plants, and there are countless flowers on the Ridge, and I rarely see them anywhere else, I only take pictures, store them in my gallery, and wear flower glasses to carefully screen their phytalogies, attributes, medicinal value and toxicity when I return home, and I have not collected one, which is a reverence for nature in my heart. In fact, climbing a mountain is not suitable for loud noise, and those who live in silence will not be disturbed by high decibels, but they cannot stop a passionate heart.
Everyone opened their voices and sang heroically, "We walk on the mountain road, full of spirit and high morale..." or the deep feelings of "eighteen bends on the mountain road here, nine consecutive mountain roads here" and "you don't go, I don't go" echoed in the mountains. The more you go up, the quieter everyone gradually becomes quieter, silently lined up, twisting and turning snakes, only to hear everyone's panting, the sound of crutches exploring the way, occasionally a scream, it must be a foot slip, or a vine involved in the clothes, maybe some uninvited guest is impressively under the feet... When the snake walks on the edge of the cliff ridge, it will be pulled by the bright smile of the flowers from time to time, making people have to stop and chat with it face to face. Then everyone reminded each other not to fall behind, and slowly, I felt that the mountain road was not as high and unattainable as before, perhaps because everyone was adapted. I knew my physical strength, lack of exercise and difficult to support for too long, so I chose to follow the climbing strategy: closely follow the first echelon, always walking in front, so that there can be a short time to rest, get up and be full of blood resurrection, and have the opportunity to enjoy the scenery well, not just look down and hurry. The natural stone steps are uneven, the teeth are staggered, and some places even have to use their hands and feet together to pass safely, but they have more irregular beauty and spirituality than the artificial rockeries and stone steps, making you feel that the mountain should be like this, and the bumps have their own rhymes. White clouds lying or lying on the top of the mountain, leisurely floating overhead, really have the urge to tear off a piece of sweat.
When crossing the black pine forest, from time to time, you will see the warnings and boundary monuments of the "Shandong Provincial Nature Reserve", which belongs to the primary forest in the territory of "Yangtian Mountain", and is well protected from the "buffer zone" to the "core area". The vegetation of cistanche stretches out like a carpet of colors into the distance. Cicadas chirp, butterflies fly, bee dances. How fortunate are we to be able to enjoy this pure land in a few years? Finally seeing the strong and beautiful "Aura" stone carved cursive shining in the clouds, it also tells us that the top of the mountain is not far away.
Walking into the secret missile base that the Soviet Union helped design in the early days of liberation, the tall cement arc door of the iron hoop is still standing, the missile mount has long been gone, and abandoned for many years, surrounded by shrubs and weeds, it looks a little desolate, leaving a regret and imagination. According to local people, the real defense project is hidden at the bottom of the mountain, and the mysterious cave entrance is rarely known, once again covering the cottage with a mysterious veil to be explored.
Now standing at the base camp of the rebel army, looking out, the mountains are continuous. The warriors of that year have gone, but the sound of the wind seems to have heard the sonorous training of the soldiers, the roar of the roar, and the lush pines and cypresses, flowers and vines of the mountains, accompanied by the story of heroic resistance to the enemy, passed down from generation to generation. A blue thorn-headed flower came into view at an appropriate time, and it swayed in the wind with its piercing pride, swaying so wildly and triumphantly, and its flower language was "God bless". I speculated for no reason: it should be the embodiment of Don Sai'er, right? Even if it is transformed into a flower and grass, it is also the most unique branch, charming, stubborn, sharp, unyielding, a proud look, and no respect is born. Wan'er smiled, it turned out that what we experienced may be the only way for Tang Sai'er to go through or the battlefield of the game with the enemy, even if it fails, it will escape unharmed. At this moment, her hair is leading us in front of us, letting us walk through the thorns and walk on the smooth road. I believe in the existence of gods, and that is the fear of all things in the world.
After crossing the mountains, we finally reached the top of the mountain, and the feeling of "overlooking the mountains is small" is very refreshing. Only to see layers of green of different shades spread from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain, corn, sorghum, millet and all kinds of vegetables are doing their duty on their own acres and three points of land, and I suddenly felt that I had broken the tranquility of the mountain and the singing of the spring water, and I couldn't help but feel a little weak. This is just a flash of my thoughts, this lofty mountain may be waiting for human closeness and repair is not accurate. Anyway, I am happy, they should be happy, after hundreds of years of silence and hustle and bustle.
The tall "Shou" character has attracted everyone's attention to the past, although there is no majestic and tall Shou character of Yunmen Mountain, but it stands out at the top of this eight-hundred-meter mountain, who dares to say that it is higher than it? Everyone forgot about fatigue and hunger and thirst, gathered together with great interest, there were mountains and reliable, and took a group photo with the "high life", and their hearts were full of incomparable joy, and they experienced the taste of tiredness and happiness.
After two and a half hours of climbing and moving, everyone is still full of vitality, and they all want to challenge their limits again, choose to open up a new path, and do not take the usual road.
Although this is no longer the natural danger place of "one husband and one husband, no one can open", there is a road to follow, which verifies what Lu Xun said: There is no road in the world, and the more people who walk, it has become the proverb of the road. But to go down the mountain safely and smoothly also requires a lot of hard work, as the saying goes, "it is easy to go up the mountain and it is difficult to go down the mountain". But I still want to experience the feeling of surpassing myself as a hero. So, the group crossed the "blockade line" and marched all the way to the northwest corner. I didn't expect the road to be more cramped, one foot stepped on it, and the other foot had nowhere to stay. I walked in front, stooping and hunching my back carefully through the rocky path that only allowed one person. A toe, slipping to the ground, couldn't help but break out in a cold sweat, his ass was hot, and his legs were sore. I didn't dare to speak, the road was a slope, and the weeds below were overgrown and unfathomable. Teacher Liu Bingxue behind me was scared and shouted and asked me what was wrong. I pretended to be indifferent and loudly responded "it's okay, it's okay", but the pain in my body let me know that the fall was not light, but fortunately it was only the pain of flesh and skin. The more you go, the more uninhabited you look, many places are almost at right angles, and every step must be tempting, steady, step, and even sit down the steep slope...
The well-known unknown flowers shone brightly in the sun, giving this wolf some comfort. Suddenly, I met Wild Lily, which surprised me. It blooms so silently in the gravel of this valley, even if no one appreciates it, it will seriously appreciate itself and amaze the spring that belongs to it. Like this simple mountain people, no matter how old the time is, their inner kindness is still the same, and their original intention is still the same. Together with the grasses with their own tenacity and tenacity, no matter how narrow the stone crevices, they can always drill out of the head, squeeze out the body, and then grow vigorously, and some even have no knees. Butterflies of all kinds are always around and dancing. In front of me was a vast expanse of reeds, and I didn't think that there was a feeling of crossing the grassland, and it was far more abundant than the grassland. Tall reeds, warm meadows, and bright flowers are all growing wildly in nature, so you have to do whatever you want, follow the natural law of one year old and one year old, and grow into the envy and jealousy of human beings.
The new song of Jiu'er, the teacher of Qingzhou Writers Association Liu Bingxue, "This piece of reeds around you, the fragrance of wildflowers at hand", gave everyone an invisible force and inspired us to continue to move forward non-stop. Stepping into the "clicking" reeds, the body bruising and scratching the place "nourishing" the pain - this is the feeling of sweat licking the wound. I paid the price for my own willfulness and self-righteousness—climbing mountains in skirts, sliding over meadows, and finally giving me a big lesson. Fortunately, I changed my high heels and put on a pair of travel shoes that the guide also received our mother, Ms. Zhang Li, so that I was not ugly, this is the only trip without high heels, and it is also the wisest move this time. Finally, the willows were dark and bright, and the eyes suddenly opened up. We walked a path we had never walked before, and we all made our way out of the mountain smoothly and safely. The corn and millet around us are humbly, politely or waving or bowing their heads, occasionally pulling the corners of our clothes or touching our arms to show their enthusiasm and retention, looking back at the distance: a thousand peaks and greenery, a thousand woods, just like the male soldiers lined up in the past, the deep green path on the "grassland" that we stepped on winded up to the top of the mountain; looking closely at ourselves, with a cane in your right hand, a left-handed skirt, how wild, and your eyes are full of reluctance and tenderness. A kind of pride arises spontaneously: this is much like our life, every step must be careful and steady, in order to have progress; like it with heart, there will be unexpected gains.
Turning around, I caught a glimpse of a woman in a pink top and gray pants rushing forward, and the long hair of the woman on her back was fluttering, and they became the most beautiful scenery at the moment. The person behind her was Dr. Zhang Li of our guide and one of the organizers of this event, and on her back was my good friend Ailing, who had long been moved to tears and cried. Seeing this scene, I suddenly felt the blood boiling all around me: Is this not an angel sent by Heaven to help us? I clearly saw the graceful posture of "Mu Guiying" as the commander, more like Tang Sai'er playing horses. In ancient times, there was Tang Sai'er, who did not let his eyebrows be raised, eliminated harm for the people, and fought on the battlefield for freedom, and now there is Zhang Li, a spokesman who defends the green waters and green mountains of his hometown and opens up new tourist resorts. Isn't her selfless dedication, hospitality and integrity the most beautiful business card of Sun Jialing's Bun Village? As she herself said, "It is unforgettable to spend this Tanabata together, we crossed the mountains and crossed the meadows together, united and fraternal in the face of difficulties, firm will, mutual trust let us finally get out of the predicament." Because of everyone's love, Sun Jialing's spirituality can be released and publicized, and the beauty and charm of Jijiling can be displayed and appreciated! ”
Tourists continue to travel, and the story of Bun Zhai is also constantly extending the plot. Mountains nurture people, and people protect mountains. The staggered houses under the mountain, the sycamore locust trees in front of the houses, the peach apricot and plum willows in the courtyard, and the wild flowers and trees planted in the mountains converge; the popular mountain souls are drip irrigation, and the voices of the mountains are like whispers, looking at the mountains like people. More than forty mountain people guarded Sun Jialing and looked up at the Bun Village. Rack a melon yellow tomato purple, plant two peach red apricot white, about three or five sisters hot sister, in this natural oxygen bar light drink slightly drunk, wine and flower language are suitable for everyone. Man is like a tree that lives endlessly, humble and immortal. If you don't meet it, how can you understand it?
Suddenly looking back, it is the villagers and countless Zhang Li who have persevered, with their unique ways and enthusiasm, publicizing and carrying forward the natural green mountains and green waters of their hometown, the strong customs and customs, and turning their mountain villages into tourist resorts, which will make countless people come to visit, and meet them that are more unforgettable and unforgettable.
Ji ji ling, a place with legendary stories, a place with scenery and temperature, a place where even the air is green, this life meets, and finally lives up to the most precious time.