Prose of climbing Mount Tai in the rain

I have climbed Mount Tai many times, but it is the first time to climb Mount Tai in the rain. This reminds me of Mount Tai in the Rain written by Li Jianwu, a teacher I read in middle school. That beautiful essay left a deep impression on me: needless to say, the roaring and jumping Hushan Waterfall; Needless to say, Qizhen Temple is full of myth. I have climbed Mount Tai several times, but I have never been there. I wonder if there is a statue of Lv Dongbin now. The mountains and rivers along the way, suddenly left and right, rushing down all the way, let people appreciate the delicate and smart beauty of Mount Tai, as well as the magical beauty of mountains and rivers, ink and landscape paintings in the rain, which makes us pleasantly surprised and fresh in our memories.

20 13 One day in summer, in the drizzle, my good friend and I drove to Tianwai Village at the foot of Mount Tai. It's already past eleven noon, and it's raining in Mao Mao. Mount Tai, just around the corner, disappeared in the misty rain, like a shy girl, covering her face with spun yarn. Seeing that it keeps raining, we are going to take a bus up the hill from here to Zhongtianmen, and then walk 18 sets to Nantianmen to climb this "ladder" that best embodies the spirit of Mount Tai. Finally, walk down the mountain road. It's not like a real climber, but it's also to preserve physical strength, so as to better appreciate the fairyland on earth of Mount Tai. I didn't know until I reached the foot of the mountain that the road to the mountain collapsed because of the continuous rain, and the cars on the mountain couldn't drive. Look at the time near noon. If you really go to Mount Tai Hong Men and hike up the mountain, all plans will be disrupted and your physical strength will be exhausted. I guess I'll have to stay in the mountains at night.

So, following the advice of the local people, we took a taxi to Taohuayuan in the back of Mount Tai, and then took a cable car from the back to the mountain. It is most important for us to go up the mountain to see the beautiful scenery of Mount Tai.

The unintentional change of the itinerary did not affect our mood at all. On the contrary, we enjoyed the spiritual beauty and pure beauty of Mount Tai on the way up the mountain and along the stream of Caishi Creek. Although the sky is not beautiful, there are many people going up the mountain and the queue is very long. Car after car went up the hill. For the sake of safety, all passengers will not be overloaded. The staff will check in according to the standard number of people first, and then stop checking when there are enough passengers. When the bus comes, they will get on the bus in order. We waited for about half an hour in the rain. Although the cars going up the mountain came in and out one after another, the crowd didn't seem to decrease, just like the dark clouds in the sky.

We finally got on the bus. After the car leaves the starting point, it winds along Panshan Road, and only two cars can be staggered. On the left is a cliff full of pines and cypresses and all kinds of green plants. A stream flows down from the cliff from time to time, like a gentle waterfall, wide or narrow, unhurried and unhurried, hanging on the cliff in front of us, as if oozing from the grass under the roots; After the water reaches the ground, it flows down the mountain road; On the right is the colored stone stream, where the stream flows through the stone. I greedily enjoyed the natural beauty outside the window, and the most fascinating thing was the stream in the mountain stream. A mountain with water has aura, while a mountain with water has bones and muscles. Go all the way along the stream until we get off and see that the stream is still extending up the mountain. The clear stream runs down the hill happily, singing, and sometimes bumping into prominent rocks, stirring up waves and flowers all the way. I have carefully seen the rocks under the stream, which are mainly cyan and grayish white. Some places will be mixed with other colors, and several colors will be interwoven into colored slates. After being refracted by streams, they will be colorful underwater. Perhaps this is the origin of colored stone flow.

When the car goes up the mountain, it needs to look up and the clouds disperse to see the lush peaks on both sides. I am enjoying the beautiful fairy mountain in the sky. When I raised my camera to shoot, suddenly there was a cloud and I couldn't see the peak. It's like putting a white scarf around the top of the mountain, and the top of the mountain becomes a girl wearing a green skirt and a white scarf, full of youth and dignity.

It took about 10 minutes to walk up the stream. The car drove into a place like a garage, turned a corner and stopped suddenly. As soon as I got off the bus, I heard a roar, like a tiger roaring. Walking along the sound, I found a mountain spring flowing down from the mountain. Because of the big drop, the rapid current, the rocky mountains and streams, the gentle mountain spring also made a shocking roar, as if to swallow everything in front of it. We turned onto a platform along the slippery stone steps, and a misty mountain forest appeared in front of us. I was immediately shocked by the fairy scenery here.

This is completely different from the fresh air and pleasant scenery on the way up the mountain just now. It's as if we have just risen from the earth to the sky. There are clouds in front of me, the air is filled with damp smell, the trees are swaying, and people and scenery in the distance are flickering. Every one of us is overjoyed, running around the circle, trying to jump up and find the feeling of being a fairy. There are clouds everywhere in the forest, so you can't tell whether it's clouds or fog. From a distance, even the ground is foggy. People who walk on it can only see the hazy upper body. A little further, they can't see the lower part of their legs. Where there are trees, they can still see shadows, and the empty places are white. Each of us walked by happily, joking that we had become immortals and fairies. Aren't the people who can walk in the clouds gods and fairies? I'm really lucky to be able to catch up with this foggy weather up the mountain.

We walked along the fairy road, winding forward, and finally arrived at the worse gate, walking in the street. Looking back around, there was a vast cloud. Looking at those illusory pavilions and temples, as well as those climbers who sometimes appear in the field of vision, we feel that we are really on the clouds. We are on the top of Mount Tai, the highest mountain in North China! Think of the Jade Emperor and many immortals in The Journey to the West, and the beautiful fairies who live in such a paradise. Thinking of this, I don't feel tall, as if I were going to become an immortal. Standing in Tianjie, looking at the Jade Emperor Peak from a distance, I saw a cloud floating on the top of the mountain, blocking my view, and sometimes it was clearly in the air. My friend and I just wanted to take a picture with the back of the Jade Emperor Ding, when suddenly a mass of fog floated by and the back turned white again. Turning around, I saw a sea of clouds at the foot of the mountain, and the whole mountain peak and the city below were gone. I used to climb mountains in sunny days, cloudy days, spring and summer. This time, when I met the rain and fog, I saw a rare sea of clouds and fog. I am glad that you came, which will definitely become a rare memory in my life experience. Let me see the magical beauty of Mount Tai here.

Going further along Tianjie, we passed the famous stone carvings. On the top of Jade Emperor, we saw the famous Wuyue stone carvings. They held their heads high. There were so many people taking pictures that we had to choose a high spot to take pictures as a souvenir.

The mountains are full of scenery. Standing on the top of the mountain, looking around, the boundless, cool mountain breeze blowing, but disturbed by clouds, limited vision, there is no such heroic "once you get a glimpse of the top, you will know that other mountains are short in the sky." In my heart, I really felt the beauty of "vast and gray, spanning Qilu and Qilu". , Caiyun lave? Free and easy in my chest. " The cloud was floating around us, and we tried to reach out and catch it, but we caught nothing. Of course, because I can't see the "mountain" and the abyss below, I feel less afraid. We stand high on the rocks, behind which are cliffs and abyss. We stood on it heroically, taking photos, taking photos, and remembering this moment was very exciting. At this time, the mountain breeze bursts, and I am wet all over, but I can't tell whether it is sweat, rain or nothing, just the crystallization of fog and steam on me. Occasionally a few raindrops fall in the sky. At this time, I feel that if it rains again, the rain will not fall into the sky, but will be by my side. I can reach out and grab a cloud and get the water out of it.

There are few pedestrians on the way to Gongbei Stone, that is, Riguan Peak. The distance between us is only three or four meters, and it is very vague to look at the people in front or the people in front. I saw a black shadow moving in the clouds, and my lower body and the ground could not be seen clearly. This is really like walking gods and fairies in movies. Finally, I saw the vague shadow of Gongbei Stone again, which is a classic scene that all of us have seen in TV movies: a big stone appeared out of thin air, pointing to the north, and I seemed to see a red sun above Gongbei Stone, jumping out of the sea of clouds in the east.

Further east, there is a stone across the top of another stone, which looks like an ingot in the dark. In fact, I know there is a steep cliff below it. We climbed up carefully one by one and posed for photos, which was also a beautiful scene in the camera. We call it a gem or a blessing stone, which is touched by its fairy spirit and blesses us with happiness and wealth.

So far, we have seen several scenic spots on the top of the mountain. It's past four o'clock in the afternoon and it hasn't cleared up yet. If we don't go down the mountain, we will live on the mountain. According to the plan, we will go down the mountain from 18 to feel the majestic ladder hanging straight into the sky. There is a saying that climbing Mount Tai is tight and slow, neither too tight nor too slow. The tight 18 plate is a section from the worse door, very steep and wet by the rain. It is slippery. You must grasp the iron railings on both sides of the road and go down the mountain step by step. People who go up the mountain must also catch it, not to prevent slippery, but to borrow money. Generally, people who walk here from the foot of the mountain consume almost the same energy. The weather in the mountains is really changeable. When we carefully walked through eighteen episodes, looking back, we found that the sky was golden and the top of the mountain was sunny. I saw a ladder reaching into the sky from my feet. This mountain road is only more than 800 meters long, with 1600 steps, but the vertical elevation is more than 400 meters, which shows that its terrain is dangerous. I just met someone who will go up the mountain to watch the sunrise tomorrow, and I thought they would be disappointed. Unexpectedly, in less than an hour, the clouds in the sky dispersed. At this time, we can clearly see that the majestic and steep eighteen plates are like a dragon hovering in the mountains, with its head pointing straight at the sky. The cliffs on both sides of the mountain road seem to have been cut out with a knife. In some places, they lean out and lean outward, as if they are going to be crushed, which gives people a feeling of awe. On the left side of Xiashan Road, there are springs flowing out of the cracks everywhere, gathering together and roaring down the mountain, taking away all the branches and sundries that stand in his way. The further you go down, the more springs you gather, and the greater the momentum.

It was already dark, and the bright moon crept into the sky, darkening the branches on the road. Listening to the roar of the stream coming from the mountain stream around us, this scene makes us consciously feel a kind of artistic conception of "the moon is shining in the sky and the crystal stone is in the stream". Not many people go down the mountain at this time. When I was in Zhongtianmen, I saw that most people went down the mountain by car. Occasionally, I met some people who went up the mountain to watch the sunrise, carrying big bags and small bags and marching towards the top of the mountain. Although I didn't know that I only walked less than a third, the road behind me was more challenging.

Suddenly, we heard a more powerful roar from the front, like two tigers fighting each other and making a huge roar. The more you walk, the clearer your voice becomes. Walking through a flat land, I turned a corner and saw a low stone bridge. The spring water flowing down from the mountain passes through bridge opening, turns from the left side of the road to the right side of the mountain road, and continues to rush down. At this turning point, the sound suddenly became louder, and the rushing stream hit the rocks, splashing high, and then drifting down. Finally, it passes a boulder, divides into several streams, forms a small waterfall, flies down, flows downstream and gathers together, and moves on. Standing on the stone bridge, we saw "Yunbu Bridge" carved in big red letters on the rock next to it. Ah, this is the Yunbuqiao Waterfall that teacher Li Jianwu described with pen and ink and almost ran into. It's just that this waterfall is different from ordinary waterfalls in that it is close to the bridge, unlike ordinary waterfalls, which are open in front and can only be seen from a distance. Here, you can see its shape, smell its sound and even reach out and touch it. Splash sometimes gets into your arms and flies to your face.

After crossing Yunbu Bridge, it is not far from the mountain gate, but we are exhausted. At this time, there are archways at the foot of the mountain, such as "Confucius Landing Place", "One Day Gate" and "Red Gate". We must encourage and help each other and set one "near-term" goal after another. Lele, the youngest of our members, is twelve years old and a chubby little boy. It is not easy. We adults are tired, and so are our children. In order to encourage him, he and I ran in front to rest, psychologically feeling that we had been in front, waiting for the people behind us. Therefore, children have become our role models to overcome fatigue. Let's set the goal as the red gate first, and then set it as the one-day gate after arriving at the red gate. In this way, we persisted, persisted, and walked for more than ten minutes before reaching that place.

We finally walked out of the ticket office, out of the "Confucius Boarding Place" and the "One Gate" archway, and saw the light of humanity representing hope. We returned from heaven to earth.

It's already nine o'clock in the evening, and the fresh air after the rain has diluted our fatigue. This is my unforgettable experience of climbing Mount Tai in the rain.