Where is Bao Tianman?

Baotianman is located in the Pingfang Forest Area in the north of Neixiang County at the southern foot of Funiu Mountain in western Henan, covering an area of ??more than 9,000 hectares. It is a Class A protected area under the UNESCO Biosphere Plan. Baotianman is rich in species, with 2911 species of higher plants, 201 species of road-dwelling vertebrates, and 116 species of birds discovered. Butterflies are flying in the area, birds are chirping and flowers are fragrant. It is praised by the United Nations as a "treasure house of natural species."

Baotianman Travel Notes

"Going to a distant place, there is no scenery in familiar places."

Baotianman Travel Notes

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——Wang Guozhen

The first day (October 1): The clouds fade and the moon comes to sing and make shadows

Bodhi arrived at Wei Er at 5:02 in the morning At the departure point at the gate of the Provincial Government, Guan Gong greeted him warmly, and the travel companions took away their luggage. Bodhi felt warm, having never met other travel companions before. This is the character of travel companions. < /p>

At 5:05, 16 travel friends - Guan Gong, Guan Tai, Guan Shan, Long Bai, Alishan, Dagong, Yang Jing, Yingying, Pao Pao, Lao Dao, Susanna, Yu Yu, Lin Xue, Liang Fang, Dimeng, and Bodhi gathered together, and the soldiers were sent to Baotianman.

All the donkeys said that they could not follow Guan Gong without FB. This was true. The host in Nanyang must invite all the donkeys to have lunch. "The donkeys are driving to Nanyang. Why don't they eat when they arrive... They won't do anything if they eat less... We are all from Nanyang. We have chicken stewed vermicelli here. We know each other. Guan Gong is a living Lei Feng... Cuihua, the top piece. "While the donkeys were happy, they munched on river shrimps, fried fish, stewed chicken, and drank beer and drinks. This eating and drinking set the FB tone of this trip.

Drinking during the day requires The donkeys sang songs along the way, which were popular and ethnic, mixed with beautiful voices, attracting the inquiring eyes of the donkeys on the roadside.

The donkeys changed cars and climbed to Baotianman via Getiao in Neixiang County. The mountain road is rugged and full of dry loess. The car is climbing up the mountain road, and the yellow smoke is rising. Lungs. While holding the clothes on her nose to block the dust, Liang Fang still missed the wild persimmon trees on the roadside.

Walking to the middle of the mountain, Iveco broke down due to a problem with the water tank, and the driver was helpless. The water tank problem was solved by Alishan, an expert in aircraft repair, which made Guan Tai couldn't stop boasting, "Those who study science and engineering are more useful, and those who study philosophy and architecture... ..."

After running for 10 hours, the donkeys finally arrived at Baotianman's Qiulin Villa. Baotianman Nature Reserve is located at the junction of Neixiang County, Nanzhao County, and Luoyang Song County in Nanyang City It is the highest mountain extending to the southeast of Funiu Mountain, with a total area of ??5,400 hectares. It is currently the only fully preserved forest and wildlife ecological area in the Central Plains.

Qiulin Villa is more than 1,400 meters above sea level. The mobile phone is here. There is no signal anymore. It’s so quiet in the mountains that Bodhi’s eardrums are a little uncomfortable and he seems to be hearing hallucinations.

The Mid-Autumn Festival banquet was extremely rich, including chicken, pork, wild vegetables, and Wolong Yuye... .. Celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival together, the donkeys were in high spirits. They came and went, "Sister, brother-in-law, eldest brother, sister-in-law" and drank two bottles of jade liquid. Di Meng was already being entangled by the donkeys to read his palms, just like a group of people traveling. The stranger met the gypsy girl. I don’t know if she was a palmist or someone who knew how to read palms.

Although it was their first time meeting, everyone was very enthusiastic about Bodhi. Guan Tai also introduced the donkeys to Bodhi. At the end of the day, Bodhi already felt the sincerity and cheerfulness of the donkeys, and felt like he had found an organization.

After walking for a day, he still didn’t see Bao Tianman’s true colors, so he went out for a walk in the sky. There were dense clouds, and the sound of water came from the forest. Guan Tai suggested that the donkeys quiet down and listen to the sound of the stream and the sound of pine waves... Soon the dense clouds dispersed slightly, and the moon passed through the clouds, even if it appeared briefly. , will also arouse the cheers of the donkeys.

Back at Qiulin Villa, the donkeys sang, danced, performed skits, chanted poems related to the moon, and sang songs connected to the moon, feeling unrestrained and boundless happiness. Perhaps to take care of the good mood of the donkeys, at 22 o'clock, the clouds cleared and a full moon illuminated the eight tents. On the first Mid-Autumn Festival and National Day in the new century, although they were not around their relatives, there were loud and clear songs. Singing, sweet moon cakes, round bright moon, and happy donkeys accompany each other.

Singing to the moon, how much life is like, like morning dew, the past days are so bitter...

The next day (October 2): Climb the fossil tip in the rain

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The donkeys dispersed at midnight and went back to their tents.

At 4 o'clock in the morning, raindrops hit the tent.

When I woke up in the morning, the rain was not heavy, but it showed no sign of stopping. Guan Gong decided to go to the virgin forest as planned. The donkeys looked at Bodhi's jogging shoes and said that the road was too slippery and they should not go without special hiking shoes. It was Bodhi's first time to climb a mountain in the rain, so he decided to try it out and come back if it didn't work. It would not go against the good intentions of the donkeys. So most of the girls stayed with Guan Tai, and the remaining 9 people followed the tour guide Lao Yang up the mountain.

Lao Yang is 55 years old, wearing a pair of sneakers, holding an old umbrella in his hand, and walking steadily. Looking at him, Bodhi felt a little confident.

The donkeys from Huancui Villa entered the dense forest. The trees in the mountains are scattered and overgrown with weeds, and the mountains are covered with the fruits of green hills. The rotten and fallen thick trunk still looks like it still has its shape, and you can make a small hole with a stick. The fresh air in the forest made the donkeys want to take a deep breath. Occasionally you can see puddles left by wild boar wallowing. As for the wild boar, Lao Yang said that the animals are afraid of people and have disappeared long ago. It seems that the most ferocious animals are not beasts of prey.

The mountain road became increasingly muddy and slippery, so the donkeys went to a cave to rest for a while. Lao Yang cut a cane made of dragon neck wood and gave it to Lin Xue and Bodhi. The dragon's neck wood is both tough and strong, and it comes in handy as the third fulcrum for the donkeys to climb the mountain.

There are more and more big trees in the mountains. Lao Yang pointed to a 500-year-old ash willow to show to the donkeys. Alishan and Bodhi tried, but they couldn't hug it. After crossing the stream and the gorge, the donkeys arrived at the 70-degree slope of the fossil tip, ready to hit the summit. Climbing to the top in the rain is quite dangerous. Many mountain roads are close to cliffs, and narrow places can only be passed sideways. All the donkeys were silent. There were only footsteps and breathing in the deserted mountains. Occasionally, a few pheasants were startled and flew away without a trace.

Finally stood at the top of the fossil tip. I saw chaotic clouds flying across, and the nearby peaks and cliffs were towering, with no way out; the distant peaks had been swallowed up by the sea of ??clouds, and only the larch trees were looming. The donkeys were shouting wildly; what a picture of "dream pens produce flowers"!

After eating in a hurry, the thin Lin Xue could no longer bear the cold wind on the top of the mountain and started to tremble all over. The donkeys also looked like drowned chickens, with moisture inside and out. Bodhi's shoes were already squeaking, and his yellow raincoat was covered with mud. Susanna buried Guan Gong loudly. The difficulty of the mountain road is only 3, but the discomfort level is 6+. When traveling in the future, in addition to the difficulty, the discomfort level should also be marked. The donkeys nodded in agreement, cleaned up the garbage, and immediately went down the mountain.

The road down the mountain is even more difficult. Bodhi often has to use his butt as a fourth fulcrum to go down. From time to time, travelers slip and fall. Yang Jing only fell once. Although it was only one fall, she was unanimously rated as the best move because of her high altitude, difficulty, beautiful posture and strong decibels.

Dropping along the ridge, next to a valley of nearly 90 degrees, the donkeys were highly nervous and their pace slowed down. Chairman Mao said, "Infinite scenery lies on dangerous peaks." The most beautiful scenery really appears in front of the donkeys. The view along this journey is wide, the deep valleys are covered with clouds and fog, and the centuries-old trees are covered with water drops, which seem to have spirituality. Yang Jing repeatedly said that this was better than Huangshan and Emei, and better than the towering ancient trees.

Back in the cave where we had rested, Guan Gong greeted the donkeys and asked them to gather around. They saw him taking off his jacket. When the donkeys were secretly wondering whether he would take it off again, Guan Gong said seductively, "Xinyi's underwear is not only clean after washing, but also does not fade. You are soaked, but mine is still dry." Because Guan Gong had mentioned his underwear many times on the road, the donkeys finally understood the taste. Bodhi was the first to attack, "Guan Gong, it seems that you brought us here mainly to show off your underwear. Time travel is just a cover. It is completely a cover-up trick of the TV station. In order to make money from advertising, you only broadcast some good TV series for everyone to watch." All the donkeys say, "The road is far away and the horse's power is known, and the time passes by Guan Gong"!

Back at Qiulin Villa, the path we took when we came to visit was already hidden in the vast sea of ??clouds. "The sea is the world of dragons, and the clouds are the hometown of cranes." Due to the lack of water, the mountains in the north always give people a "dry" feeling, just like the noisy and floating crowds in the city. Isn't it boring to go hiking? Being able to walk through the mountains in the rain makes Bodhi deeply satisfied.

As soon as they saw the donkeys returning to camp, Guan Tai and Liang Fang hurriedly brought a large basin of ginger soup to the donkeys.

Tolstoy said that happiness is a bowl of ginger soup after the rain. He truly believes what he said! Lao Yang built a bonfire for us in the forest hut. He has the silent and simple personality of mountain people. If he were not serving as our tour guide, he would have said very little, but a bonfire made people feel the warmth in his heart.

The donkeys sat in a circle, baking clothes and shoes. The bonfire flickered on and off, and the donkeys chatted one after another, waiting for dinner. Guan Tai baked the shoes and then the jacket. The whole atmosphere was like a warm family.

This year the moon is at its roundest at 21:39 on October 2, but the sky has never cleared up. The donkeys waited impatiently and started playing the killing game. Unknowingly, the moon appeared from the clouds, as bright as new, and its faint light outlined the outline of the mountains. The fog in the valley slowly recedes, making it look like a fairyland.

At 21:35, the donkeys ran out of the house, braying and jumping for the moon and the cold air. Guan Tao came up with strange tricks many times, including ballroom dancing with donkeys, kicking dogs to death, aerobics, a farce of Snow White and the Seven Dwarfs, and even military postures and goose steps with a serious masochistic tone. Bubble's password obviously went against the image of a professional soldier, and everyone laughed. Liang Fang's folk song "Moon on the Fifteenth" received loud applause from the donkeys, and also attracted...

The night was very dark, and the donkeys had no intention of falling asleep yet. . Di Meng told jokes about "kumquats and eggs" in Beijing, Tianjin and Hunan dialects, and Long Bai's wild laughter spread far and wide in the night...

The third day (October 3): Traveling through Baotianman

At 6:20 in the morning, the donkeys were awakened by the singing of a little boy. The young man was from Nanyang Normal University. He was heartbroken, so several classmates made an appointment to go hiking in the mountains to relax. After listening to Liang Fang's singing last night, I couldn't wait to sing a duet.

Long Bai was still immersed in last night's jokes. He put aside the antiphonal song and shouted if he could have fried eggs for breakfast. The donkeys all snickered.

Going out of the tent and looking at the sky, the rain has dispersed and the clouds have gathered, and the sun is high in the east mountain.

After breakfast, the donkeys set off towards Manding. Yesterday there were only donkeys walking through the forest. Today there were more people going up the mountain, but the total number would not exceed 20. I met a lovelorn young man again, and we sang folk songs to each other at the Echo Stone. The donkeys were in high spirits, and a "full donkey blessing" was left on Feiyun Ridge.

The mountain road is full of pits dug by wild animals looking for food. The sunlight shines through the green branches and leaves on the fallen leaves in the forest, either brightly or darkly. The thick fallen leaves are soft when stepped on, like a carpet. The mountains are full of green pines and green hills, and a few red maple trees clearly tell the donkeys that autumn is coming.

Guan Tai and Liang Fang, who were left behind, picked mushrooms on the roadside while walking and filled two plastic bags. Susanna kept shouting "Boss, Boss" to Long Bai. Di Mengshangshu, who has always behaved like a boss, was anxious and was embraced by Bodhi, which left sequelae.

The mountain road has been repaired and is easier to walk. The donkeys easily climbed to the top of Manding, which is 1,830 meters above sea level.

Whydoyouclimbthemountain?

Becauseitisthere!

The pine trees on the top of the mountain are full of pine cones, and the diligent Grand Duke knocks left and right, giving the donkeys a feast. After lunch, the donkey team formed a compact group and quickly went down the mountain.

Lunch is a large pot of mushroom and chicken soup, which is extremely delicious. After the hungry donkeys had a good meal, they packed up the camp, cleaned up the garbage, carried all the equipment on their backs, and started crossing Baotianman.

Lao Dao, Paopao and Bodhi were at the front. This time, Paopao was full of energy and charged forward, surprising the donkeys, and the bad influence left by Pearl Lake was wiped out. Guan Shan, who never took the initiative to speak and always laughed first and then spoke, moved forward all the way, leaving the large army far behind. This is how "heroes emerge from youth since ancient times"!

After half an hour of climbing, the donkeys arrived at the four temples. From here it’s all the way down the mountain. Bodhi, who was in the front team, was tired of the calls of his "prospective wife", so he had to stop and once again experienced the feeling of "a single person is a noble, and two people are slaves". It is said that "it is easy to be the boss, but it is difficult to be the wife!" Although Long Bai has many younger brothers, it doesn't matter.

After an arduous journey, the donkeys embarked on a relatively flat zigzag mountain road. The old Taoist who was on the outpost pointed the donkeys to a fork in the road, saying that the scenery was the best here. But I saw red, yellow and white wild chrysanthemums blooming on both sides of the narrow mountain road. The faint medicinal fragrance is refreshing, and the purple phalaenopsis even attracts girls to linger among the flowers.

Susanna posed in various poses, some were shy, some were innocent, some were pensive, and the photographer Long Bai was exhausted.

The sky is getting darker and darker, and Lao Dao and Pao Pao who are exploring the road ahead have not yet sent any news back to Jade Burial Village. The anxious Guan Gong trotted all the way on the gravel-strewn mountain road and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

When the sky darkened, the donkeys finally arrived at Jade Burial Village in Nanzhao County.

Looking at the bouquets in the hands of the donkeys, a fellow villager said that Phalaenopsis is highly poisonous, and eating a little will cause hair curling. Yang Jing was so frightened that she quickly grabbed the flirtatious Yingying and washed her hands. Her romantic feelings and gentlemanly demeanor were gone. Susanna, however, didn't care. She made noodle soup for the donkeys in the big iron pot owned by the village party secretary without washing her hands.

After dinner, the donkeys are free to roam. Bodhi went up to the roof to admire the moonlight. The sky was just as the "Breeze on a Summer Night" said, full of stars. Even the full moon's brilliance cannot hide the glittering stars. The stars and the moon are shining brightly in the sky, and the courtyard is noisy, each with its own splendor. This scene cannot be seen in the bustling Zhengzhou. Bodhi sat on a mat covered with corn cobs, writing travel notes in the moonlight, and dreamed of creating a "New Moonlight Treasure Box".

The mountain surrounds the north and south, with the full moon in the east and stars in the west. There is a waterfall in the front and a clear stream behind it, where the sounds of chickens and dogs can be heard.

Why do we come here?

Becauseitisthere!

In order to save time, Guan Gong decided to camp at the village party secretary's house, and men and women lived together. Women go to bed and men go to bed. In an instant, six people, Di Meng, Long Bai, Ali Shan, Pao Pao, Susanna, and Lin Xue, were crammed into a small bed, which was simply breathtaking.

While listening and listening, Bodhi's heart rises to the throat. While waiting uneasily, Alishan's tall figure blocked the door. Bodhi's heart fell back into his stomach, and he muttered in a low voice, "It's over! You can't blame the government for your miserable life." Sure enough, Liang Fang's ghost story had just begun, and Alishan was already snoring loudly. "!@#$%^&*,1234567". Shocking the world and weeping ghosts and gods! Yang Jing complained, "I haven't suffered this crime in twenty years," causing everyone to burst into laughter. Yu Yu is a little confused, how come such a delicate Alishan snores so boldly! When whistling, patting on the back, and pinching the nose all failed, Yang Jing roared: "Don't fight the guy named Ah!" Liang Fang was overjoyed and said with a smile, "His surname is not Ah, but Liu." The donkeys laughed together.

Day Four (October 4): There is no feast that lasts forever

I woke up at 5 o'clock in the morning, and the white fish belly had just appeared in the east.

Sitting in the Iveco car arranged by Guan Gong, Puti was a little reluctant to leave. Unfortunately, there is no such thing as a feast that lasts forever.

The sun rises from the treetops in the east, and the full moon is still bright on the west mountain. Guan Tai said, this is really the sun and the moon shining together.

The car drove through the mountains, and the early morning sun shone slantly on the rice fields about to be harvested. Large tracts of golden color were interspersed with green trees. The green distant mountains were still hiding in the shadows, forming a picture. A Chinese landscape painting with distinctive tones. The donkeys couldn't help but look at it a few more times.

The mountain road is rugged, and Longbai, Alishan, Liangfang and Bodhi sitting in the last row are lifted up from time to time. Long Bai came up with a way to join forces. The four of them linked arms, and it turned out to be much safer. It seemed that Pang Tong's chain plan still worked.

Susanna, the most active person along the way, suddenly fell silent and frequently asked the donkeys for garbage bags, her face turned pale. Before Yu Yu, who was so motion sick, could react, Susanna had already started to vomit. Guan Gong said that Susanna's blood type must be type O because she kept saying "oh, oh" all the time. The Grand Duke on the side could still keep calm at first, but he couldn't withstand the strong stimulation again and again. Finally, when Susanna used the tenth garbage bag, he couldn't control it and vomited. It was all the fault of ten garbage bags that made me want to vomit all of a sudden. Otherwise, the image of the Grand Duke who is always supervising the formation at the end of the marching team is perfect!

The donkeys along the way have eaten countless chickens, which is suspected of destroying the ecological balance! Back in Zhengzhou, the donkeys decided to go to Zhao Qingli to eat a large plate of chicken, which brought a successful conclusion to the FB chicken eating trip. The donkeys recalled the freshness and moisture in the mountains, looked at the heat and flying dust of the city in front of them, and were already looking forward to their next trip.

Postscript:

After four days of FB journey, the smiling faces are clear and blurry, always hovering in front of Bodhi’s eyes.

That day, Bodhi had a dream.

Bodhi is not a tree

A quick trip is not a Taiwanese

Enjoy yourself in the mountains

Don’t let it stir up dust

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Article/Bodhi Patriarch