The mountain rises (ⅵ)

Last time, Yan Chen and four friends took the road through Xiaowutai Mountain. After a hard climb and a night's rest, they ushered in the next day's trip. ...

I packed my bags and had breakfast. It's past six o'clock, and a few talents have just left. They left the extra water and food to the tour leader, and Chen Yan confirmed several route problems with the tour leader by the way.

After seeing Xiaobai, the team leader remembered that he had promised to find someone to take her down the mountain yesterday, and said to Chen Yan, "I can't leave here. There is really no way to help my little sister find someone to take her down the mountain." Then he patted Chen Yan on the shoulder: "You should take good care of them! Ang! "

"nothing, nothing ... thank you very much yesterday." Chen Yan didn't expect anyone to help, and he didn't feel anything unexpected, so he said.

He is always used to preparing for the worst and doing his best. He said that only in this way would there be few things that he could not accept.

The captain took a group photo of the five of them. After several people waved goodbye to the team leader, they followed the track of GPS and cut the ridge obliquely upward along a steep slope.

Although the narrow path up the mountain is steep and slippery, after all, there are many people walking, and the traces are obvious, and even some places have been stepped out of obvious steps.

However, in the face of the towering mountains, the girls' weak bodies will soon be overwhelmed, and the horn of the charge seems to be extinguished before it blows. They had to slow down again and walk slowly step by step. Where the slope is too big, they simply bend down and use their four feet.

At this time, the sky was almost completely clear, and the sunrise just before dawn sprinkled the first ray of morning light on the hillside. With the increase of altitude, climbers also walk above the forest line, but the westerly wind blowing more violently without any shelter.

Strong wind, steep slope and high altitude, the five of them consumed a lot of physical strength until they had to catch their breath every few steps later. Until I was too tired to keep my back straight, I just sat on the floor and let the climbers catch up behind me pass.

I don't know whether the scenery gave birth to elegance, or whether fatigue and pain inspired tragic feelings. After catching their breath, Dali and Yameng sang folk songs along with the mountain wind: "Singing folk songs … here … there … there … and …"

After singing a song, others cheered, Dali was more interested, and sang a higher Qinghai-Tibet Plateau: "... that's Arazo ... Qinghai-Tibet Plateau ... high ... original ..."

In the past, Cao Cao once watched the majestic water potential on the Lincang sea, and he was heroic and recited "Fortunately, he was determined to sing"; Today, these two people climbed the mountain and watched the ups and downs of the mountain, but it seemed quite sad that they sang the helplessness of "tired and tired, singing with courage".

However, music is always exciting. After singing two songs, although you can't increase your strength, you can also express your feelings with joy. Coupled with the beautiful scenery, their mood relaxed at once.

"Good, good, good! Good singing! " Another team leader in the same car, after hearing their songs, applauded again and again: "Good mood ..."

"What's the mood, just can't climb! Ha ha ha ... "Li sang happily and answered with a smile.

The team leader can't forget the time. He looked up at the road ahead and said to them, "Let's have enough rest before we go ... stay in the team. This is just the beginning, there is still a long way to go! "

Say, they are reluctant to go, get up and continue to climb slowly.

On the ridge, the slope becomes smaller, and the golden lotus is blooming more and more luxuriantly, spreading all over the mountains and swaying in the wind, as if nodding to the climbers.

The wind on the ridge has increased by another level. Although it just keeps blowing the golden lotus, it makes several of them even stand unsteadily.

Xiao Bai is holding Chen Yan's trekking stick. Yameng borrowed a trekking stick from her neighbor's sister yesterday, which can be used to support her body when walking in the strong wind, which is of great benefit.

Only Chen Yan, Dali and Rare have no trekking poles, so they can only face the wind sideways, bend down to lower their center of gravity, and hold out a hand to support the ground at any time. When a strong wind strikes, in case you fall off the cliff, you have to sit down on the spot with the wind and avoid the wind, and then move slowly when the wind is small.

Even if they stumbled, they slowly approached the top of Dongtai platform, and the ridge under their feet became steeper and steeper. On both sides of the narrow mountain road are cliffs hundreds of meters deep. This steep mountain road is inevitably frightening, and the sharp rocks on the roadside are arranged in a row, which looks like fangs that eat people.

People who are slightly afraid of heights, looking into the deep valley, will have some weak legs; If you catch a gale of 7 or 8, I'm afraid you have to shake it, no matter how brave you are.

It seems that yesterday's gale blue warning has not been lifted, and it was quite scary along the way.

At this time, everyone stood on the top of the mountain, and they all looked short under the sky of other mountains ... Compared with the frog in the well they saw in the valley yesterday, the scenery was different and spectacular.

Seeing the beautiful scenery, rarity and Dali occasionally stop to take some photos. However, Yameng doesn't have much interest in appreciation. She always misses her family and is always worried. What was on her mind before she left was mentioned in her throat.

Therefore, Yameng can only concentrate all his attention on the road under his feet, face the unknown wind, walk carefully with his head down, and even dare not take a wrong step. Fully practice the principle of "walking without looking at the scenery, watching the scenery without walking".

Later, when she recalled this road, she said, "When I went out to climb the mountain, I felt tired, sunburned and slightly injured. It was nothing serious to me, but I was afraid of dangerous situations."

Four people stopped at the back of the line and came to the shelter next to a big stone. They stopped to eat something. When I looked up for Xiaobai again, I found that she had reached the front of the team, which was about 100 meters away from them.

Chen Yangang asked about the distance, and the tour leader said that if it is fast, it is expected that it will be down at two or three o'clock in the afternoon. He became more and more worried about the long journey and urged everyone to climb to the top of Dongtai Mountain at an altitude of 2,882 meters.

Dongtai is a hilltop platform less than 100 square meter, which is the highest elevation of Taihang Mountain in 800 miles. The top of the platform is surrounded by meadows full of golden lotus flowers, and the surrounding mountains are like bowing princes, which means "self-centered".

When the climber stands on the highest peak in the five provinces of the Central Plains, there is an indescribable surge of pride in his chest. The mountains are endless and layered. I want to find the boundaries of these mountains in the fog, but I can't see them, so I have to sigh: magnificent!

At this time, there are people sleeping on the top of Dongtai platform and halfway up the mountain, and they haven't set off yet. Presumably they also experienced a more treacherous night. Choosing such a dangerous and beautiful camp makes people have to admire the courage of these people. Yan Chen's envious eyes are mixed with some distant admiration, but there is no desire to try.

Yan Chen came to his senses and took a closer look and found that these flat camps were "developed" by someone who razed the grassland to the ground.

Looking at a large area of earth-gray camp that can't be restored to its former greenery, every old outdoor person passing by should vaguely remember that three years ago, the environmental protection incident on Xiaowutai Mountain caused a heated discussion and even a crusade because the excavation of the camp destroyed the meadow.

Now three years later, it's still an unhealed scar. Where is the boundary between man and nature?

They took some photos in the miscellaneous Dongtaiding, asked someone to take a group photo for them, and then set off with the big army.

Just as he turned around, clouds of fog in the valley were swept to the top of the platform by a gust of wind. Shortly after sunrise, the sun shone into this faint fog without stint, and the brilliant sunshine dispersed instantly, and a colorful halo shaped like Buddha's light appeared in front of everyone.

"Look, there is a rainbow!"

There was a burst of exclamation in the crowd, and everyone stepped forward and pressed the shutter.

But in a few seconds, another gust of wind came, the fog dispersed and the rainbow disappeared.

Those who didn't photograph the rainbow said bitterly, "It's good to see it, but it's worth it if you don't photograph it ..."

This may be a beautiful day. Since then, Dongtai has been shrouded in fog, and the elusive "Buddha rainbow" has appeared several times, and everyone can feast their eyes. The person who just said "no filming" is also secretly pleased, so naturally he won't miss the opportunity to press the shutter again.

After all, in the face of loss, any verbal relief is inevitably pale and powerless. Even from your own mouth, it is easy to fool others, but it is difficult to fool your own heart.

(To be continued ...)

postscript

See the moon? | Yann:

Sometimes nonsense once, sometimes nonsense now.

Think about it if you don't believe me.