Silent mountain prose

Everyone has his own hobbies, like to travel, like to explore and challenge the limits of life. It is also a personal experience of life, with endless aftertaste. Speaking of mountains, we all know that the Himalayas is the highest mountain in the world, and its Hengduan Mountains separate the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau from the Sichuan Basin. The dividing line between Qinghai-Tibet Plateau and northern Inner Mongolia is Kunlun Mountain, and the dividing line between eastern and southeastern Shanxi and Hebei and Henan. The mountain seems to be close to us, but it is so far away. She is pregnant with national integrity and cultural customs.

Dashan, as a writer, is the most familiar word, causing association, and its far-reaching significance is unpredictable, which verifies the life creed and motto of "I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain".

According to my elders, my hometown used to live in a remote mountain village at the foot of Nanling Mountain in Shaanxi Province. Before liberation, I moved from a remote mountain village to a marginal city in Xi 'an, an ancient city, because my ancestors were numerous and my family was poor. Our generation lives in the heart of cabbage in Guanzhong Plain and has no contact with mountains. Our understanding of mountains is vague. Of course, we are curious about mountains, and our flying hearts have long wanted to belong to nature.

On the weekend, by chance, I received a phone call from my pen pal. At the invitation of several pen pals, with mysterious awe of the mountains, we drove to the road of returning to nature. We sang and laughed all the way. With the approaching of vehicles, we gradually narrowed the distance from this colorful city, and the outline of the city was replaced by the unique natural scenery of majestic mountains. Along the way, I couldn't help being shocked by the towering mountains in front of me. Of course, this is my first contact with the mountains, and I feel cordial. The towering Qinling Mountains are densely covered with forests, overgrown with shrubs and overgrown with bamboos. The singing of birds conveys the unique sound of Shan Ye, which is mixed with the sound of streams in mountain canyons and plays wonderful chords.

Soon, the vehicle drove into a valley bridge between two mountains. Under the bridge, there is no trickle of gurgling clear water, and the clear and transparent river would rather be dignified and quiet. The dark blue shadow of Shan Ye is reflected in the water, which outlines a beautiful reflection landscape. At this time, a fisherman paddled a wooden boat to the middle reaches of the river bank, and two white cranes landed on the fisherman's shoulders, breaking the calm of the water. With the fisherman's cry, the white crane left the fisherman's shoulder, flopped some water on the water and glided freely. After a while, it jumped into the water, surfaced with a big fish in its mouth and flew back to the fisherman's bow. The fisherman was very happy when he got the fish from the crane's mouth. In order to reward the crane, the fisherman took out a shrimp to treat the crane. The crane was rewarded by the fisherman and worked harder to catch fish and shrimp on the river. For a time, clear water, boats, fishermen and white cranes were integrated.

As the vehicles move forward, they are deeply hidden in Cangzhou, the Green Sea. The towering mountains are floating, the blue sky is blue, the white clouds meet the peaks, the light fog of the creamy gauze of Suosuo flutters with the wind, dancing like a fairy, and the mountain fog gathers and disperses.

With the ups and downs of vehicles on the pulsating mountain road, the metropolis in our eyes has been replaced by the farmhouses in Shan Ye. The cantilever main roads on both sides of the mountain road are rugged and steep, close to the mountains and waters. Sometimes small towns in mountainous areas are just in the corner of the mountain. The temperature of the weather drops gradually with the advance of vehicles, and the humid and fresh air is cool. At this time, several pen pals raised their fingers and pointed through the window. Outside the window of the vehicle, bundles of seven-color rays of sunlight come in directly through the vines of the mountain shrubs, and the grass of Zhipi Mountain overflows with colorful light, making the towering mountains look particularly beautiful. The strong light of a cable divides the mountain into north and south, and yin and yang. On the dark side, the color of the mountain is deep and transparent, the green is deeper, the green is clearer, the blue is deeper and the purple is distinct. On the sunny side, the sky seems to support a cauldron, and the golden dye slopes down. Castle Peak is covered with a thin layer of yellow yarn, which meets the yellow and green, and the veins are undulating and different in color. There are dark green, light green and dark green, just like a great painter's foreshadowing to draw an unparalleled picture. Beauty is so natural, so thorough and clear, so fresh and unique. That comes from the heart, from nature, and belongs to everything. Every beautiful scene will always trigger every nerve cell in your brain to expand. That unparalleled beauty is exciting, convincing and passionate. This kind of beauty is better than the beauty of fairies, which makes people feel endless and beautiful.

Into the depths of the mountain, the mountain is beautiful, the air is fresh and humid, and the whole mountain is covered with dense forest branches and vines. Vehicles are driving on gloomy mountain roads, and people say that beautiful women come from Lishui, a high mountain. It's true. On both sides of the road along the way, beautiful women are like clouds, all of them are graceful and moving. The mountains blackened their hair and beards, and the mountain scenery marked their delicate and handsome corridors. A combination of exquisite cleanliness and natural scenery presents a beauty of harmony between man and nature. What I admire and regret most is that the voices of people living here are clear, rich and loud. While speaking, there were bursts of folk songs not far away, and songs echoed in the ravine. The clear song is like a gushing spring. When falling, the air is moist, and the formed water drops are thrown down, clear, moist and bright. A few hours later, the rich and loud voice was silent in the mountain, and the mountain was quiet again. Suddenly, there were birds and geese, a fierce mountain pig attacked the mountain rabbit, and a golden monkey screamed, breaking the silence of the mountains again. A few hours later, the mountain was calm again. The happy birds in the mountain stopped flapping their wings, and their paws landed on branches and vines, wagging their tails and chirping. The busy little monkey stopped his flexible posture, stumbled on the branch, raised his hand and climbed up the branch to look forward. After waking up from a deep sleep, a panda looked up and scratched his ears, butterflies danced in the sunshine bath, and the bee god spread his wings and exuded pride, picking nectar that moistened his soul in his busy work. Mushrooms, tremella, fungus in the mountains, as well as' exotic plants' in the jungle, also thrive on the ground with telescopic necks. In fact, the sound of nature in the towering mountains is a divine comedy on earth, and its rhythm fluctuates with the pulse of the mountains, playing a charming ceremony of harmony and tolerance between man and nature.

Vehicles are rolling along the mountain road on a rugged and dangerous road deep in the mountain, and a winding blue dragon lingers with the ups and downs of the mountain. Passing through a small mountain village, the town was built at the bottom of two valleys. This small town, which is less than a few square kilometers, has resplendent farmhouses on both sides, including a farmhouse library and a farmhouse park. Red lanterns are hung in front of every household, rows of peasant plaques are uniform, and amusement facilities are colorful everywhere. There are leisure amusement parks, leisure fishing parks, and farmhouse music with one-stop service for eating, living, leisure and entertainment. In an instant, the sleeping mountains came alive, and the tourists in the town were packed with people. Even foreigners are attracted by the local culture hidden in the deep mountains. They walked into the snack bar, into the street stalls, ate a delicious folk snack, bought a small treasure with local cultural characteristics, and gave their thumbs up. All right, all right, full of praise. The food here is no worse than the food in big cities, especially the folk snack bars with various local flavors, each with its own characteristics. This is the richest season for animals and plants in Shan Ye. In addition to the animals protected by the state, there are all kinds of birds and animals. Order some Shan Ye peasant dishes, which are delicious. After tasting the delicious food here, let's have another piece of Guokui steamed bread, a bowl of minced meat noodles and a bowl of corn flour. In our local dialect, it is chatting.

Dashan has a broad mind and backbone, which symbolizes a nation's integrity and spiritual outlook, and also breeds colorful culture and folk customs. All the tourists who come for sightseeing have tasted the farm dishes here, and the intangible cultural heritage and traditional folk handicrafts here are really rare among the people. When they go home, they should take some souvenirs. The handicrafts and folk cultural products here have unique shapes and different styles, all of which are pregnant with the connotation of folk culture and have unpredictable meanings. The mountain itself has a mysterious color, unfathomable. This proves what people often say: "If the mountain is not high, there must be a spirit, and if the water is not deep, there must be a dragon."

After a bumpy day along the way, I finally arrived at my destination and lived in a farmhouse.

After returning to their rooms to wash, the owner of the farmhouse has prepared a sumptuous dinner. At this time, after a bumpy day along the way, everyone felt exhausted, but when they saw the orderly and sumptuous dinner on the table, everyone was angry. Soon, everyone sat together according to the boss's arrangement and ate all kinds of folk snacks with relish. Night has slowly fallen. The sunset glow dyed the whole mountain red, and the sky slowly turned from red to gray, and now it turns from gray to dark. A bright moon came slowly, and the mountains covered the sun and the moon. The silver moonlight illuminates the whole mountain, and the mountain is undulating, and the cantilever dangerous roads of peaks and valleys are clearly visible and distinct. But the depths of the mountain are still dark.

When dusk fell all over the mountain, the owner of the farmhouse took out a tray machine and a pile of dry wood for us, then poured some gasoline to light it, and the flames were soaring, and Fiona Fang was washed away for several miles. We sang and danced with the cheerful melody, and a special bonfire party kicked off. Songs and cheerful melodies go with the wind, and disperse with the wind. We walked with vigorous steps, hand in hand, shoulder to shoulder, dancing around the fire, dancing freely with the melody and rhythm of music.

After a bonfire party, we didn't feel tired, but we were full of passion for a long time. We walked along the gloomy mountain road, bypassed the winding path, and came to a mine without fireworks in Shan Ye. Shan Ye is surrounded by mountains, with dense forests, quiet paths, fresh air and deep mountains and forests. In the dead of night, a cool breeze blew, which made people respect. Listening to the owner of the farmhouse here, he said that the wild animals here have been transformed by human nature and moved to the deep mountains, so there is no worries, so playing in the mountains at night is also very unique and safe. However, when we came to this deserted Shan Ye, we had a strange fear in our hearts, so a few hours later, we went home and returned to the farmhouse. Tourists outside the village are still interested in Linlin. We have a group of three and a table for four. Laughing while entertaining, I found that several of us were secretly laughing. Metaphorically, we just feel a little timid and have to laugh it off.

Back to the place where we live, we are no longer in the mood to talk and laugh, and each of us feels tired and lies quietly in bed. I think this is the mountainside that we have dreamed of for many years. We came here in awe of the mountains. Unfortunately, when we drove along this road for a day, it was already time for summer to communicate in the afternoon. Unfortunately, we only saw the scenery the next night.

The next morning, we got up early, set out early and came to the foot of the majestic mountain early. Walking to the foot of the mountain, I was thinking, this is the hometown that elders often mention. I can't believe my eyes. I'm confused by the beautiful scenery in front of me. At the foot of the towering mountain, a red sun rises in Ran Ran, Ran Ran, and the red mass emits golden light. With the sunshine and rain, the golden light becomes silvery yellow and silvery white, which is scattered on everything. The crystal rain seems to shine more brilliantly than people's tears. The light shines brightly through the gloomy mountains and through the gap between branches and vines. Sometimes a colorful halo will form between trees, which changes with people's sight for no reason. One is colorful, the other is wonderful, the other is radiant, the other is dazzling, spectacular and flawless. It's a pity that the terrain here is dangerous, the strange valley and the strange gorge hang over the valley cliff, and the road is dangerous and strange. The towering mountainside trees here are lush, with peaks and veins falling in love and ups and downs. In the early morning, the mist fills the air, and the peaks stand tall, highlighting the layers of bumps, and some peaks go straight through the sky. Against the backdrop of the morning glow, floating clouds dance like fairies, making people feel like they are in a fairyland.

We climbed along a rugged and steep path with steep cliffs on both sides. As the mountain climbs, the mountain covers the valley, fearing natural disasters, and the abyss is endless. It is said that the towering mountain has several long faces, and it is right to say that changing your face means changing your face. We walked like this, sunny for a while, rainy for a while, and tearful for a while. While speaking, it rained in Mao Mao in the gorgeous sky, and the temperature dropped sharply with the deepening of the mountain, with a biting chill. At this time, the tourists out of the mountain hold up their umbrellas and continue to climb with difficult steps. Climbing to the top of the mountain, I saw the fog under my feet and the peaks and veins going straight into the sky. White clouds and fog floating around the waist at the foot, just like the white dragon ups and downs, all animals gallop, bite the dragon fog, and all animals fight, which is a dream battle landscape. Looking from a distance, the peaks are undulating, the peaks and veins are in love, the floating skin of green and gold helmets, and the winding rivers are endless. A Chinese style is displayed here, which is full of praise and wonderful. Just like a poetic scene, the towering peaks shine in the morning and climb hundreds of steps in the rain. The summit is comfortable and floating, and the veil mist surrounds the wonders. Bite the dragon and fight the beasts, and the peaks and veins are like clouds. The long river is too beautiful, and the green golden helmet is now windy.

It was noon when we reached the peak, so we had a rest and prepared to retreat. As the saying goes, going up the mountain is easier than going down, and watching the deep-sea jungle turn into a green sea. The winding path is steep, the steep cliffs are awe-inspiring, and the mountains and rivers are so wonderful. We walked a hundred paces along the winding path, a cliff flew and rolled, and all the birds in the forest spread their wings in fear and fled. The wind and birds talk together, and the so-called shocking bird is here. Birds with different bodies and countless songs disappeared in the mountains and valleys with the wind. Quiet paths and fresh air make people feel happy. Walking along the path, all kinds of flowers are fragrant, and shrubs and jungles are planted underground. The flowers are overflowing and the flowers are blooming. The scene of everything returning to nature arises spontaneously, and the silent shrubs and jungles glow with youthful breath among the magnificent flowers, adding colorful wonders to the mountains.

Mr. Lu Xun once said: "There is no road under our feet, and more people will become roads." It's true, the winding path is bifurcated and complicated, and the small and steep path extends to the depths of the mountains, unfathomable, winding and secluded, heading for the mysterious green sea Cangzhou.

We didn't step into those mysterious paths. These paths criss-crossing like cobwebs have no end. Maybe there is a cliff ahead, which may take you into a magical paradise. We walked back to the foot of the mountain along the path, looked back at each other and held admiration and fascination with the mountain. Our eyes from shallow to deep, endless, and finally reluctantly left.

From then on, I had an intuitive and clear understanding of the mountain, and I realized the magic and mystery of the mountain, so I became a hobby. Mountain has become a topic we often talk about. With the opportunity, we began to go into the mountains without packing.

The mountains are changing, and so are the people who live there. The sky is bluer, the mountains are greener and the water is clearer. People are watering the hope of tomorrow and the future with diligence and wisdom, and singing new music with that wonderful voice.