Fall back to Sichuan, seen everywhere Cangshan clear water, moist air breeze with face, evoke memories of long-lost heart ... ... day dreams, with a total see a bamboo color green, Innocent Steps ups and downs, such as Man Shan waves, and if the emergency Dance The woman, Yi Mei whipped Cuixiu ... ... between the scarf is so concerned about the hearts on this to come true it: about a friend's apartment in the way of transfer to the thousands of miles the town of Yibin, China and Pakistan, ran to the Bamboo Sea of Yibin.
Driving through Sanjiang converging mouth (the Jinsha River and Minjiang River in this convergence in later renamed the Yangtze River, it is also known as Yangtze Yibin City) east line, to see the river rolling out of the window and sigh, lost time is never. Then turn south, all the way to accompany us is beautiful yuk Jiang, green water meandering, bamboo green, somewhat vaguely Bamboo's shadow. Way to hear the scenic area is raining, not feel a bit worried about one hour later, getting better, Zhuhai front of the west gate of YR. Start-to-know is not as flat as a scenic mountains and rolling sea, thousands of miles in the height of the town, but also OK 30 years I tray mountain. Car with the winds on the highway to the mountainside "watching the sea floor," Department, the showers early break this connection to get off the tour.
Along the "Emerald Corridor" walk forward, at the foot of the road paved by the natural red sandstone, the color of Wodan illuminating as heavenly Mingxia; both sides of the bamboo-intensive, introversion arch together, it seems the green screen. 10000 tall bamboo pole, in this autumn after the rain, adding to a bit chic addition of a little delicate ... ... Shun promenade which lines, enjoy breathing the air after the rain forest, moist and fresh.
One-hour journey to the "sea in the sea", which is an artificial scenic mountain lakes, open water, just like the vast Zhuhai in "Haizi", hence the name. Stood overlooking the lake, Bamboo whirling, clear water like a mirror, the distant island to the lake is divided into two halves, extends to the boundless bamboo rafts little bit ... ... the lake, between shuttle tourists playing in the scramble. If the summer boating, with green bamboo silhouetted bound to heat all evaporated, cool infinite. Unfortunately, a time when Kiyoaki, I felt rain stand on bamboo rafts and too Lengji, accordingly of view away. That here the following day as "Crouching Tiger" bamboo forest location, the recall of its quiet You Yuan, and indeed elegant arena Xiaqi implied.
The sea in the sea, with the main road bifurcation, go to the "Sin blending hole" area, will soon come to scenic spots in front of the parking lot, where three spots to form Travel Link, via the "Xiannv Hu," go into the mountains. Stone steps along the long walk through the thick bamboo, wonder if there is really deep in the forest side of the lake? Like a tear on the earth? Reverie, the alpine lake suddenly eyes: Qingqing blue water and layers of ripples, lake depths, a white statue of light lying waterside, such as the Yao Jing fairy rimpa shower ... ... there is no bridge, ride bamboo rafts Dushu, no pulp, bamboo Raft two faculties a rope, pulling people on the land leisurely manner, rafts on the back and forth between the two sides, crossing to the set, the passing rush. Ten years of cultivation the same boat, so the great-grandfather who was sitting opposite a smile, I still remember the little girl a pair of shiny eyes ... ...
Climb the stairs, to the "Tianbao Village", suddenly being found to have exposure to cliffs. Along the cliff cave and line, Plank Road width 1-10 m range is outside the Baizhang cliff stone balustrades, naturally cautious. A time when the afternoon, suddenly, the fog Dunqi, since the wind around cliff soaring, misty misty indistinct, and soon filled the entire valley. In between the clouds, look around at a loss, went so far as to forget themselves in risky locations, only to enjoy the slightest strands of mist, are allowed to gently blowing over the face with a coolness Fashao ... ... Yamashita came calling: "Hello! "attracted tourists are around to answer a time, tunnel wall echo, sound huge success. In the not seen their human cloud to play such a game, I wonder if in order to prove the existence of the real?
Move ahead, and came to chisel the "Thirty-Six Stratagems" picture of the Shek Pik Department, stop looking back, antecedents cliff to "sit out" four characters appear as mist flow. Yamashita said that here was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Shih Ta-k'ai led his troops in fighting with government troops ancient battlefields, then come here cottage Duobizhanluan, our ancestors probably stood aside, right?
Cool mist, from the roadside stalls bought steaming yellow DCB feed their families, cold fading. Forward through the 13 stone Zhai Men, lean on a railing overlooking: "Sin blending hole" through the mountain rock, the hole is luxuriant bamboo forest, the hole is under the Zhuhai Grand Canyon, the valley clouds gather Fei Wu, Aw blending hole When hidden among the clouds now Yanai, really as bad as Xianjia lies! Overlooking the valley, a fog Mama leisurely flow, and sometimes pulled a bit empty spaces that can see the cliff, such as ribbon-like rivers around Zuozuo mountains, mountain terraces upon layer, bamboo cottages legible; moment to cloud suddenly, everything is like Chinese painting of the flying white ... ... the opposite cliff, a big "Buddha" a vague word, Yizhenyihuan.
Sin blending rock holes built temporary wooden building has long been destroyed, but the past can still argue strong incense. After rehabilitation, there is still laojundian Goddess of Mercy Temple, this is two to teach Buddhism, but it is so Xiangan co-exist to unknowingly think Xuan Kongsi. Thus the mountains, through the rock cliffs at ear cleaning, see the line opposite the cliff top waterfalls Telok ravine, very spectacular!
On a steep mountain, accompanied by bamboo groves along the way and finally through the bustling alleys of bamboo handicrafts, back parking lot. Almost dusk, returning on foot via "Yau Yat Tsuen," in the vicinity, see a farmers Court Guest House nestles in the forest depths, unknowingly eyebrows. Portable companion lodging, owner of Sister see Wolia came on foot, it is the care of each ten-dollar actually stay two human. Dinner Sun bamboo products bamboo soup, it really tasty!
Strolled out after dinner, walk through the bamboo forest, the sky do not feel black, mountains, quiet, but still not see five fingers reaching. Sporadic began to rain, peer heart fear on the road every a motorcycle, carrying the return accordingly. To the farm hotels, driving small group children laughed, the original owner was his sister, looked fine him, and he is Xiannv Hu's Baidu Ren - small world!
Places in the forest, listening to the rain outside the window bamboo leaf 1000 10000 sound, bit by bit ... ... vaguely remembered the word of Ouyang Xiu: "middle of the night the wind knocked Bamboo Autumn ... ...", which King had clearly, not a long time to listen to.
Window in the morning Rain in the Mist, mist flowing in the bamboo grove, veil-like white mist mixed with green bamboo forest, fairy-like beauty.
Fellow children's motorcycle ride yesterday to "lotus Valley" along the winding mountain drive, the street that is, Shen He, overlooking not feel terrified. Du, "In the eyes of the non-bamboo non-gentleman, ignore the sea is not her husband" side is the vast expanse of Zhuhai, like ocean waves rolling, bamboo Ocean Waves vaguely heard ... ... scenery so beautiful, despite sitting in the rear suspense, or forbearance is not live cast a furtive glance across the sea.
Half an hour later into the valley before the lotus, bamboo door on a pair of couplets: "10000 bamboo pole to the sweep of Red Dust, a clear stream to play the Soon Chun Xi Shao Yin." Rain side break, the tall bamboo rain washed away a dash of travel fatigue, the water stream is full to the brim. No early morning visitors, Wolia upstream along the stone steps, the bucket off snake, see the clear spring all the way ups, leaving countless waterfalls, torrents from afar. Exposure to lotus Valley, tours bamboo green bamboo grove, listening to spring murmuring, leisurely and quiet, will make this world clamor to pay water away!
Suddenly, a boulder broke into the eyes and opt for a full separation from a few bamboo pole out from the crevice in the sky, was called "Bigger Bang"! Tenacious of life that can extend to go straight to the sky ... ...
The end of the valley, a bamboo curtain falls from the top of the high diarrhea, San Francisco ups, flowing down the corner and splashes layers of mist, played the sound of roaring water. Climbed cliff halfway, perched waterfall, watching outside the Valley, Castle Peak, such as makeup, clouds Piao Miao, Xiuse unlimited!
Gradually to the visitors, gradually out of Valley return journey, after visiting the Bamboo Museum, went to the "ink river." According to legend, the Northern Song Dynasty poet Huang Ting-jian roaming Zhuhai, under the title "Wan Ling Qing," the words, wash water will stream Black pen, from its name. In fact, water color Dai Qing, not pollution, but the underwater changtae color. Man-line ink stream, bamboo-mao a deep valley, deserted Yousui, the former no tourists, no come after, Wolia along the stream ahead, sometimes more bamboo bridge of light infantry, sometimes stepping stones over water, all the way to see Yang Qingshan, spectator Bamboo , stoop to listen to Nagareizumi ... ... "clear-out of stone crab may be the number of birds echoed Lin nobody" in the clear streams, really see the crabs, small things in this relaxed contentment, see someone to immediately alert to brandish before the chelation , it is interesting.
Creek to the depths of Mexico, see a steep long-bands, extended upward, not into the luxuriant bamboo. This road trip, the valley is no longer for others, the rise from the forest gap looked, is layer upon layer upon layer of mountains, the Peak Tram Department has skirted the square known exposure to Yousui bottom Dunshengqieyi. Hesitated a moment, not again, backtrack, still deserted. To inquire about the exit, before we know is the end of the previous Ophiopogon can see a waterfall in the bluff Department, falling on top of the valley shaped like a leader of the bluestone, called "Rain in Longyan." 1:00 timid, no chance to see such a pity pity!
Unfortunately, with the leave of the Xu Bamboo bar, one day, in the rush of the city poured over the shoulder of the dust, come back to this Cuise Zhuhai, so that every spring the valley lotus wash my heart ... ...
Driving through Sanjiang converging mouth (the Jinsha River and Minjiang River in this convergence in later renamed the Yangtze River, it is also known as Yangtze Yibin City) east line, to see the river rolling out of the window and sigh, lost time is never. Then turn south, all the way to accompany us is beautiful yuk Jiang, green water meandering, bamboo green, somewhat vaguely Bamboo's shadow. Way to hear the scenic area is raining, not feel a bit worried about one hour later, getting better, Zhuhai front of the west gate of YR. Start-to-know is not as flat as a scenic mountains and rolling sea, thousands of miles in the height of the town, but also OK 30 years I tray mountain. Car with the winds on the highway to the mountainside "watching the sea floor," Department, the showers early break this connection to get off the tour.
Along the "Emerald Corridor" walk forward, at the foot of the road paved by the natural red sandstone, the color of Wodan illuminating as heavenly Mingxia; both sides of the bamboo-intensive, introversion arch together, it seems the green screen. 10000 tall bamboo pole, in this autumn after the rain, adding to a bit chic addition of a little delicate ... ... Shun promenade which lines, enjoy breathing the air after the rain forest, moist and fresh.
One-hour journey to the "sea in the sea", which is an artificial scenic mountain lakes, open water, just like the vast Zhuhai in "Haizi", hence the name. Stood overlooking the lake, Bamboo whirling, clear water like a mirror, the distant island to the lake is divided into two halves, extends to the boundless bamboo rafts little bit ... ... the lake, between shuttle tourists playing in the scramble. If the summer boating, with green bamboo silhouetted bound to heat all evaporated, cool infinite. Unfortunately, a time when Kiyoaki, I felt rain stand on bamboo rafts and too Lengji, accordingly of view away. That here the following day as "Crouching Tiger" bamboo forest location, the recall of its quiet You Yuan, and indeed elegant arena Xiaqi implied.
The sea in the sea, with the main road bifurcation, go to the "Sin blending hole" area, will soon come to scenic spots in front of the parking lot, where three spots to form Travel Link, via the "Xiannv Hu," go into the mountains. Stone steps along the long walk through the thick bamboo, wonder if there is really deep in the forest side of the lake? Like a tear on the earth? Reverie, the alpine lake suddenly eyes: Qingqing blue water and layers of ripples, lake depths, a white statue of light lying waterside, such as the Yao Jing fairy rimpa shower ... ... there is no bridge, ride bamboo rafts Dushu, no pulp, bamboo Raft two faculties a rope, pulling people on the land leisurely manner, rafts on the back and forth between the two sides, crossing to the set, the passing rush. Ten years of cultivation the same boat, so the great-grandfather who was sitting opposite a smile, I still remember the little girl a pair of shiny eyes ... ...
Climb the stairs, to the "Tianbao Village", suddenly being found to have exposure to cliffs. Along the cliff cave and line, Plank Road width 1-10 m range is outside the Baizhang cliff stone balustrades, naturally cautious. A time when the afternoon, suddenly, the fog Dunqi, since the wind around cliff soaring, misty misty indistinct, and soon filled the entire valley. In between the clouds, look around at a loss, went so far as to forget themselves in risky locations, only to enjoy the slightest strands of mist, are allowed to gently blowing over the face with a coolness Fashao ... ... Yamashita came calling: "Hello! "attracted tourists are around to answer a time, tunnel wall echo, sound huge success. In the not seen their human cloud to play such a game, I wonder if in order to prove the existence of the real?
Move ahead, and came to chisel the "Thirty-Six Stratagems" picture of the Shek Pik Department, stop looking back, antecedents cliff to "sit out" four characters appear as mist flow. Yamashita said that here was the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, Shih Ta-k'ai led his troops in fighting with government troops ancient battlefields, then come here cottage Duobizhanluan, our ancestors probably stood aside, right?
Cool mist, from the roadside stalls bought steaming yellow DCB feed their families, cold fading. Forward through the 13 stone Zhai Men, lean on a railing overlooking: "Sin blending hole" through the mountain rock, the hole is luxuriant bamboo forest, the hole is under the Zhuhai Grand Canyon, the valley clouds gather Fei Wu, Aw blending hole When hidden among the clouds now Yanai, really as bad as Xianjia lies! Overlooking the valley, a fog Mama leisurely flow, and sometimes pulled a bit empty spaces that can see the cliff, such as ribbon-like rivers around Zuozuo mountains, mountain terraces upon layer, bamboo cottages legible; moment to cloud suddenly, everything is like Chinese painting of the flying white ... ... the opposite cliff, a big "Buddha" a vague word, Yizhenyihuan.
Sin blending rock holes built temporary wooden building has long been destroyed, but the past can still argue strong incense. After rehabilitation, there is still laojundian Goddess of Mercy Temple, this is two to teach Buddhism, but it is so Xiangan co-exist to unknowingly think Xuan Kongsi. Thus the mountains, through the rock cliffs at ear cleaning, see the line opposite the cliff top waterfalls Telok ravine, very spectacular!
On a steep mountain, accompanied by bamboo groves along the way and finally through the bustling alleys of bamboo handicrafts, back parking lot. Almost dusk, returning on foot via "Yau Yat Tsuen," in the vicinity, see a farmers Court Guest House nestles in the forest depths, unknowingly eyebrows. Portable companion lodging, owner of Sister see Wolia came on foot, it is the care of each ten-dollar actually stay two human. Dinner Sun bamboo products bamboo soup, it really tasty!
Strolled out after dinner, walk through the bamboo forest, the sky do not feel black, mountains, quiet, but still not see five fingers reaching. Sporadic began to rain, peer heart fear on the road every a motorcycle, carrying the return accordingly. To the farm hotels, driving small group children laughed, the original owner was his sister, looked fine him, and he is Xiannv Hu's Baidu Ren - small world!
Places in the forest, listening to the rain outside the window bamboo leaf 1000 10000 sound, bit by bit ... ... vaguely remembered the word of Ouyang Xiu: "middle of the night the wind knocked Bamboo Autumn ... ...", which King had clearly, not a long time to listen to.
Window in the morning Rain in the Mist, mist flowing in the bamboo grove, veil-like white mist mixed with green bamboo forest, fairy-like beauty.
Fellow children's motorcycle ride yesterday to "lotus Valley" along the winding mountain drive, the street that is, Shen He, overlooking not feel terrified. Du, "In the eyes of the non-bamboo non-gentleman, ignore the sea is not her husband" side is the vast expanse of Zhuhai, like ocean waves rolling, bamboo Ocean Waves vaguely heard ... ... scenery so beautiful, despite sitting in the rear suspense, or forbearance is not live cast a furtive glance across the sea.
Half an hour later into the valley before the lotus, bamboo door on a pair of couplets: "10000 bamboo pole to the sweep of Red Dust, a clear stream to play the Soon Chun Xi Shao Yin." Rain side break, the tall bamboo rain washed away a dash of travel fatigue, the water stream is full to the brim. No early morning visitors, Wolia upstream along the stone steps, the bucket off snake, see the clear spring all the way ups, leaving countless waterfalls, torrents from afar. Exposure to lotus Valley, tours bamboo green bamboo grove, listening to spring murmuring, leisurely and quiet, will make this world clamor to pay water away!
Suddenly, a boulder broke into the eyes and opt for a full separation from a few bamboo pole out from the crevice in the sky, was called "Bigger Bang"! Tenacious of life that can extend to go straight to the sky ... ...
The end of the valley, a bamboo curtain falls from the top of the high diarrhea, San Francisco ups, flowing down the corner and splashes layers of mist, played the sound of roaring water. Climbed cliff halfway, perched waterfall, watching outside the Valley, Castle Peak, such as makeup, clouds Piao Miao, Xiuse unlimited!
Gradually to the visitors, gradually out of Valley return journey, after visiting the Bamboo Museum, went to the "ink river." According to legend, the Northern Song Dynasty poet Huang Ting-jian roaming Zhuhai, under the title "Wan Ling Qing," the words, wash water will stream Black pen, from its name. In fact, water color Dai Qing, not pollution, but the underwater changtae color. Man-line ink stream, bamboo-mao a deep valley, deserted Yousui, the former no tourists, no come after, Wolia along the stream ahead, sometimes more bamboo bridge of light infantry, sometimes stepping stones over water, all the way to see Yang Qingshan, spectator Bamboo , stoop to listen to Nagareizumi ... ... "clear-out of stone crab may be the number of birds echoed Lin nobody" in the clear streams, really see the crabs, small things in this relaxed contentment, see someone to immediately alert to brandish before the chelation , it is interesting.
Creek to the depths of Mexico, see a steep long-bands, extended upward, not into the luxuriant bamboo. This road trip, the valley is no longer for others, the rise from the forest gap looked, is layer upon layer upon layer of mountains, the Peak Tram Department has skirted the square known exposure to Yousui bottom Dunshengqieyi. Hesitated a moment, not again, backtrack, still deserted. To inquire about the exit, before we know is the end of the previous Ophiopogon can see a waterfall in the bluff Department, falling on top of the valley shaped like a leader of the bluestone, called "Rain in Longyan." 1:00 timid, no chance to see such a pity pity!
Unfortunately, with the leave of the Xu Bamboo bar, one day, in the rush of the city poured over the shoulder of the dust, come back to this Cuise Zhuhai, so that every spring the valley lotus wash my heart ... ...
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