Travel notes of prose in the grand canyon of the soul

The sun smiled early and the air was filled with happiness. Today we visited Tongling Grand Canyon. My heart is full of beautiful expectations. This canyon is located in Guangxi bordering Vietnam, 30 kilometers away from the ancient town of Jingxi. Just listening to this name, you can feel that this is a place that is absolutely different from the secular world. The so-called channeling means having an aura and deep spiritual strength. However, some people say that people (things) cannot be named.

We chartered a car from the county seat and drove for half an hour. Along the way, the scenery outside the window became greener and greener, and finally it was completely integrated into the countryside. The fields on both sides are covered with large areas of tobacco leaves. Big green leaves are everywhere, and they are oily and green. Bypassing one mountainside after another, the winding roads are endless, and the exquisite hills on both sides are endless. The river as clear as a mirror flows quietly in the fields and shines in the sun. The Grand Canyon is surrounded by mountains and waters, and it must be as beautiful as a fairyland.

As I expected, when we arrived at the scenic spot, our group bought tickets and set foot on the mountain road leading to Tongling Waterfall. This mountain road is not as bumpy as a country road, but rows of neat small narrow steps that extend long into a mountain stream covered by tall trees. On both sides of the ladder are extremely tall trees with high crowns, which tightly cover the sky on the path. Sparse raindrops slipped from the leaves, making the slate slippery. Seeing the path come to an end, the corner is a new green. I finally walked down this winding and steep ladder, and I fell violently. Fortunately, I reacted quickly, otherwise I wouldn't have a chance to complete the journey! Slightly injured, I endured the pain and walked through a cave full of stalactites. The dim light in the cave is reflected on the lake with tiny lines, and the reflected light is like golden flowers scattered in the lake, flashing and dancing. Sharp stalactites are reflected by the lake, as if there are thousands of shadows dancing on the wall. When the cold wind blows, it is scary and dense. Walking on a narrow passage, the restless protrusions of the rocks next to it make the path winding. The cave is as quiet as night, and small drops of water slide from sharp stalagmites-tick-tick-tick. Naughty little drops of water make the lake not calm at all, and then it turns around.

Finally, we walked out of the dark cave, and the dazzling sunshine outside stimulated our eyes. At noon, everyone squinted like cats. What appeared in front of us was a flat iron slab bridge. The lake under the bridge is surprisingly green. After crossing the bridge, I began to take those seemingly endless stairs again. Climbing over the branches of a big tree, I saw a small waterfall. Although it is small, it is just the water that just changed direction when the lake meets the stone pile. However, even a small waterfall excited Kohane and kept trying to catch fish. We stopped here to play with water and catch fish, and found that there are really many wild fish in this river. Two or three fingerfish are playing in the water in droves, and the thought of their delicious food makes my mouth water. I regret not bringing a fishing net! Hehe, after all, it's not just Kohane who likes to play catch fish.

We have been in the canyon for over an hour. But this endless mountain road seems to want to hide the waterfall and enjoy it selfishly. And this boring raindrop keeps falling. Can't help but make people slightly annoyed. All the people are too tired to talk much, and Xiao Yu is still chattering, really fighting with the cicada on that tree. Finally, she was frightened by an uncle's joke, which was really childish. Uncle told her that the ground was full of carnivorous insects crawling around on Kohane. Her first reaction after hearing this was to hold her mother's feet and refuse to walk any more, but her mother's shoes had slipped off because of the road, making it difficult to walk, let alone carry her! She is on my back! Finally, she finally got off my back, but her eyes kept staring at the ground, asking from time to time, are there any bugs on the ground? If she finds some small reptiles on the ground, she will scream in fear and refuse to leave. As a result, we had to stop and go like this.

When we are about to lose sight of the autumn water, the waterfall is finally willing to show its true colors. /kloc-more than 0/00 meters of water poured down from the top of the mountain, which really looked like "three thousands of feet white hairs". As you get closer, you can clearly see that the hillside next to the waterfall is covered with a kind of fern, and the long leaves are neatly inclined from top to bottom, so green that people mistakenly think that they are dissolved. We are getting closer and closer to the waterfall, and our faces are covered with dense and thin water droplets, and our glasses are also covered with water droplets splashed by the waterfall. This is really interesting. Finally, we came to the waterfall, and the water splashed everywhere, which made us have to hold up our umbrellas. In the thin fog, the waterfall looks white and pure. Water drops hit my face and body coldly. The clothes were half wet by naughty drops of water. Next, there is the "water curtain cave" under the waterfall. The difference between this cave and before is that when you walk in, the water drops at the top of the cave will keep falling on you. And its passage is very narrow, only one person can walk, so the narrow road suddenly widened, and there is still a waterfall hidden in the cave! Huge water roared down from the height of the cave and splashed. Due to artificial lighting, the waterfall is colorful, attracting friends to stop and watch. This cave is called Yuanyang Cave. I really don't understand that a cave with such a passionate scenery has such a gentle name.

Finally, this cave full of water drops came out, which is the mountain road for the return trip. The return trip was smooth, and there were not many boring endless stairs. However, in spite of this, we are exhausted by coming. Now every step is like a thousand pounds. So, we sat in the gazebo to recover our strength. The pavilion is located in the middle of the lake and leads to the pavilion. This is a small bridge with exquisite and unique architecture. Sitting in the pavilion, everyone looks tired. Only kohane is still in high spirits. She exclaimed in surprise: There are fish in the lake! So, in order to catch fish with her, we were trapped in the pavilion for a long time by a heavy rain. Rain, it has been raining, it has been raining. It is getting bigger and bigger, changing the trees around the whole mountain into a new layer of green, and the distant mountain is surrounded by misty white gauze. The rain has stopped. It's time to hit the road again. At this time, a lady carrying a "sliding pole" came forward to recommend it to us. After seeing the expensive price and the already sore legs, we asked for three "sliding bars". I hold kohane sitting on the "slide pole". Her body is always restless, looking at it and touching it. This "slide bar" is a kind of reclining chair that people carry. It's like the sedan chair that the ancient landlord sat in. I always feel unbearable when I sit on it. Looking at those struggling women, I feel a little guilty. I pressed Kohane to stop moving, hoping to relieve their pressure. Sitting on the "slide pole" with complicated feelings, I came to the entrance unconsciously. I saw those dark women's faces covered with bean-sized sweat. After they received the money, they turned and left silently. Looking at their backs, I have an indescribable feeling in my heart. ...

The trip to the Grand Canyon is over. We left the green world and re-entered the noisy and prosperous world. And that piece of green land has been branded in the deepest part of my heart forever, and I have compiled the most beautiful memories. Maybe when I am tired of the noisy world, I will return to my pure and clean memory forever. Silently recall a grass, a tree, a mountain and a water. ...