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Huayinliang'er is the name of a restaurant directly above Taihang Pinghu. Counting it up, I have been to Huayinliang'er three times, each time with different opportunities and different feelings.
Huayinliang'er is about 40 miles away from Shibanyan Town. It was the first time I went there with my classmates from Anyang. A few years ago, the water and grass were luxuriant, and it was the midsummer season when "the sun and the moon are as beautiful as they appear within it, and the stars are as brilliant as if they were outside of it." The car drove like an ant in the mountains, going through the process of climbing a long slope to the top of the mountain. The cement road was lined with grass and trees, winding and twisting, and it was unknown how many hills it had climbed. At dusk, we finally arrived at our destination. Looking down to the east, we could vaguely see a hint of deep blue. It was the world-famous Taihang Ping Lake - Nangudong Reservoir, nestled quietly at the foot of the mountain like a virgin.
The store we contacted has prepared meals for us. We sit under the pergola and enjoy the cool breeze from all directions, sweeping away the hot summer air. There are flowers and shade, but it is not "flower shade" "son"? At that time, the moon was as big as a disk, hanging in the middle of the sky, with silver light hitting the ground, flowing down on the body, pines and waves bursting, and a cool breeze blowing. I toasted with friends and exchanged glasses. Unexpectedly, I felt dizzy after eating five taels. When words are spoken, boldness and courage arise. Looking at the tall upright trees is like a warrior guarding the border; listening to the chirping of birds, I feel the tranquility and tranquility of the mountains; eating simple and elegant food is actually more comfortable than eating fast and chanting Buddha's name.
After eating, I wandered along the mountain path, and there was a faint light on the opposite mountain. I thought it was Da Nao Village, but in fact it was Duijiao. The wind suddenly blew by, its voice whining loudly and resounding through the mountains and forests. A big bird took off with wings like a wheel, like an eagle and a falcon. While talking and laughing, after walking for two or three miles, the voices of people were silent and the sounds of birds were few and far between. They were just a drop in the vast ocean, mourning the last moment of my life. It's as vast as Feng Xu riding the wind, but doesn't know where it stops; it's as fluttering as if it's left alone in the world, becoming immortal and ascending to immortality, thinking it's time to return!
After playing poker for half the night and drinking a few beers, I felt very sleepy! We lie on each other's pillows in the room, listening to the sound of thousands of waves, the chirping of insects, and the sound of snoring everywhere, not knowing that the east is white.
At dawn, I sober up and am fascinated by the shades of flowers. The sky is extremely blue, the water is quiet and clear, the wind is quiet and cool, the car is turning around, and we go down the mountain on the original route.
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The second time I climbed Huayingliang'er was not intentional. I was participating in a three-mountain climbing event in Henan Province with my colleagues from my workplace.
Let’s cross the bank of Taihang Pinghu Dam and go up the Youshan Col to reach a place called Yerengou. There are old friends and new friends on the mountain road, some driving and some walking, five in a group and three in company. In crowded places, there are people walking shoulder to shoulder, and the sound of people is loud and resounds throughout the mountains and forests.
I took my clothes and climbed up, walked on the rocky rocks, covered my ears, sat on the tiger and leopard, climbed on the horned dragon, climbed on the dangerous nest of the falcon, and looked down at Feng Yi's quiet palace. When we reached the mountainside, we encountered a strange place called the "Liberated Area", where people came and went without noticing, and it was really a place of internal distress.
Next, there is an iron bridge built between dangerous rocks. On a cloudy and rainy day, with clouds and mist lingering, men and women swim on the bridge holding umbrellas, expressing their love for Xu Xian and Bai. The lady's appointment, the bridge over the West Lake is broken.
The plank road dug into the cliff is less than five feet high. You need to lower your head and bend down to pass. If you are not careful, you will have "intimate contact" with the rocks, and you will grin.
During this day, there were no savages in the Savage Valley, and the sound of people echoed through the valley. When we reached the top of the mountain, we realized that it was the place where "the shade of flowers is cool". Recalling the past, there was a grand scene of drinking and taking a walk in the cool breeze of a moonlit night, and having fun in time. More than three years have passed, and the cool summer breeze is here again, and the Chinese years have changed.
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We drove across the Lushui River and reached the west bank of the river. We followed the back of the ice and climbed all the way up. When we first arrived, the mountain was steep, the trees were green, and there were occasionally a few peach blossoms. The beautiful flowers and branches alleviate the loneliness and panic caused by the lack of people and the steep mountain. The blast of a horn alerts oncoming cars and wakes up the birds in the mountains.
At the three-way intersection, the south leads to the icy wonder "Bingbing Back", and the north leads to Huayingliang'er, but they dare not move forward rashly and just rush upward. When we arrived at a fork in the road, three or four cars stopped side by side. We got out of the car. After careful inspection, we realized that the suspicious intersection was the intersection leading to our destination.
Turn around and return to the right path.
On the side of the road, two or three students of sketching from the Academy of Fine Arts were sitting on the roadside. They climbed on board, picked up a pen, and a box with all their belongings. They were not affected by the passing vehicles and were focused on painting and landscapes. This is the best scenery in the Taihang Mountains at this time, and I feel envious of my youth.
The cement mountain road is not too narrow. Compared with the Shibangou South Road that I have walked, it is much flatter and wider. Compared with the last summer road, the view is much clearer, but this time I am driving by myself. , the technology is much better. The little hare is running around, jumping in the mountains and streams, what kind of bird is nodding and calling, and the little squirrel is passing in front of the car, which only adds to the infinite fun. The mountains are a big world, each species has its own laws of existence, and each species has its own unique space.
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Residential houses of up to ten families in twos and threes are scattered on the sunny side of the mountain, on a relatively flat land. "There is blood on human heads and water on mountains." People choose water to live. This is the wisdom of survival. At the turn of the winding road, peach blossoms come to you. You park your car and take photos again and again, leaving behind the soul of the mountain, the spirit of the water, and the beautiful face of the mountain.
Down the road, two or three families lived next to each other, and the doors were locked. There were clothes and quilts hanging on the clothesline. The puppy rushed forward, barking loudly and sternly frowning. After a while, the sixty-year-old couple slowly walked out. Spring is always there for hard-working people, and they still need to go a mile away to get water. They were born here, grew up here, and love here. They are the most loyal guardians of the mountain village. The young people in the family have gone down to the mountains, and the children have gone to the city to study. Rich city dwellers did the opposite and built high-rise buildings on the opposite mountain. On Sundays and holidays, they would go to this place where the breeze and the moon shine to relax.
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Huayinliang'er is a hotel. I didn't know this until today. I always thought it was a small village, but unexpectedly it existed mistakenly for many years in my life. "It's not too far, about three miles," the woman told us. I knew that these three miles were three mountain miles, which was a full distance of six miles.
Sure enough, after passing through one village after another, there is no shade of flowers everywhere. It is only called a leak head, and it is said to be a locust tree recess, which indicates that there is a lack of walking in the mountains and forests ahead. Suddenly looking back, on the left side of the road, I can see the signboard of "Hua Yin Liang'er". There is a saying: there is no way out despite the mountains and rivers, but there is another village with dark willows and bright flowers.
Park the car, stand in the middle of the road, and look around at the thousands of mountains and valleys. The wind blows and the water surges, and the mountains hum and the valleys respond. Looking down to the northeast, the water is like a dark blue ribbon nestled at the foot of the mountains. The highway is like a green and white belt passing through the mountains. The sky is blue, the mountains are green, and the water is vast.
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Looking up, on the billboard on the railing on the second floor, the words "Flower Shade - Memory of Taihang Mountain" are clearly engraved, and the words in front have also been Familiar, but the five words after it are intriguing and cultural. On the top of the Taihang Mountains, beside the forest of the farmhouse Maodian Community, this is nothing less than a huge discovery.
Not wanting to stay in the indoor space, we came to the sun terrace, where an antique wooden table was set up and the hot water from Ganlai Mountain Spring was placed, and we sat down. "The scenery of the past has changed, but I still remember the people back then." Until now, I was still recalling the scene of the summer night a few years ago, and couldn't help but admire that time to the landlady.
The bright sunshine is shining, the gentle wind is blowing, drinking the sweet mountain spring water, my eyes are constantly looking at the surrounding scenery, the sky is exceptionally blue, and the pines and cypresses are exceptionally green. , the air also seemed exceptionally transparent, sober, and contained no impurities. If you close your eyes, the crisp chirping of birds enters your ears, the gentle caressing of the passionate wind, and the warmth of the sun, you will be drunk on the top of the mountain and under the sky in such a situation.
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When you come to such an environment, you must eat special dishes. Stir-fried dried vegetables are indispensable. The sunshine in life is retained in the dried vegetables. Retaining the sweetness of the heaven, earth, sun and moon, every time you do this, you are talking to the sun and the moon, history, and nature; pheasant eggs are also necessary. In such a clean nature, the eggs produced must be pure in taste and nutritious. High value.
Behind the house are layers of terraced fields. I suggested to the landlady: plant seasonal fresh vegetables. Whenever guests come here, they can pick them by themselves, wash them in the kitchen, and cook them in the pot, which makes life interesting. Coexisting with the wild charm of the mountain village, "opening a pavilion and a garden, drinking wine and talking about mulberry trees and hemp" is full of poetry. Isn't it wonderful and beautiful!
Soon, Sangan Fried Pork was served. Although it was heavy in color, it was fragrant and filled the mouth with saliva. The three stems fused with meat also have the texture of meat, which is both sweet and fragrant, crisp but not greasy, making it a rare and delicious food. Fried eggs with green onions, one green and one yellow, the yellow ones are soft and the green ones are crisp and tender. When you bite it in your mouth, you will make a slurping sound. Sunshine and Feng'er also came to see what was going on and saw the color and deliciousness of the lunch. The boss also made a light seaweed and egg drop soup, which was salty and light and thick and thin. A considerate welcoming pine casts a huge shadow, blocking the strong momentum of the sun.
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"There is a plane tree in the home, which attracts the golden phoenix." While we were eating, two ladies and six men came up the stairs and gathered around the table next to us. Sitting there, speaking with a foreign accent, upon questioning, I found out that he was a teacher from the Shaanxi Academy of Fine Arts. He came there by accident, and walked into such a paradise, and broke into such a geomantic treasure.
The sun flat is surrounded by guardrails made of wild rattan, and flower planting vessels such as stone troughs are placed on the top of the wall. It has a warm and comfortable charm, and the farmhouse style and wild charm are born spontaneously.
I think the owner of this hotel must be a person who loves life. He discovers the beauty in life, preserves, renders and displays the beauty of the mountains and countryside. He must have a selfless heart of beauty. secondly, he is a businessman who is good at management.
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At this time, Boss Bai walked out of the kitchen after finishing the meal. We started a short conversation and talked about a different person - they often come to them. Come and stay here, enjoy the beautiful scenery of the mountains in all seasons, and take photos of the rising clouds and mists. The reputation is resounding in the ice of Changzhi land. Because of this, we had a heart-to-heart connection, and he showed me some of the photos he usually took. The beautiful scenery of the mountainous countryside was quietly hidden in his mobile phone, only to be revealed when the right person appeared.
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After dinner, the sun was shining warmly and the wind was blowing softly. My wife and I were walking on the cement road in the mountains. That free and unfettered domestic locust tree has huge branches, more than 20 meters high. When summer comes, the ground must be dark and unobstructed, without the clutter of silk or bamboo, or the absence of records. Laoxing, without the distractions of ordinary people, is in the vast mountain, with a safe atmosphere and a free and easy situation, bursting out all the energy in the body, and growing upwards actively and indomitably. This reminds me of the free watchmaker, the free people who built the Egyptian pyramids, and our students. Any living body needs a safe and free growth environment.
"There are no people in the empty mountain, but you can hear people talking." In the afternoon, it is the most likely time to feel sleepy, but you can hear intermittent voices, and look around, but there is no one around. When we turned the top of the mountain, we could see more than a dozen families on the opposite side. Four old people were sitting on the outdoor steps. They were chatting with each other with great interest. They spread their voices on the mountain. The mountains and ridges express the attachment and love for the mountains in this way.
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The Taihang Mountains are even more beautiful with their beautiful mountains and rivers and beautiful people. They always have a welcoming attitude towards outsiders. An old man in his 80s with a white beard stood on the steps, twirling his white beard in his hand, and asked us with a smile on his face: "Have you had dinner?" That voice and look were like a greeting. One's own relatives.
Following the stone slope, we came to the place where four old people were sitting. Have you eaten? Where to eat? After the cordial greetings, we started talking. The children also moved down the mountain. The grandson went to school in the city. It was hot these days downstairs, so he went back to the mountain to enjoy the coolness. Who knew, the weather suddenly turned cold again. An old woman said without emotion that the mountains are their eternal destination. As long as there is a chance, they still like to return to the place where they were born and raised.
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An old man looked ahead, thoughtfully, how nice the mountains are! The air in the mountains is fresh, and the big trees in the mountains grow strong! The country’s policies are better! After decades of shoulder-to-shoulder farming, the government has paved roads again, so you can walk home without getting muddy. They are also equipped with photovoltaic street lights, so walking on mountain roads at night is no longer pitch black. .
Times have changed, people’s values ??have also changed, and our mountains have become a good place. For example, the house we built in 1986 has regained its youthful charm after more than 30 years. I rented it for 3,000 yuan a year. I came here on Sundays and holidays to experience the life of us mountain people. I never thought about it!
Mountain people have a true nature, just like the plants and trees growing naturally. As long as they get a little bit of sunshine, rain and dew, they can exert their full strength and grow as much as they want. This is a kind of true nature. Pure temperament, this is the power of harmony with nature.
Soon, the old people became tired, and they wanted to completely give up their territory to us, allowing us to have an in-depth understanding experience. We walked on the wide concrete mountain road with a couple in their sixties. The wife was pushing the cart, and the husband was chatting with us.
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On the way here, I saw that the sowing plot was piled full of branches, and I was not only confused. The old uncle said: The fields were sown with potato chunks, and wild boars often came to eat them. The villagers couldn't bear the disturbance, so they put branches on them, which prevented such incidents from happening again. "Wolves walk on the ridges, foxes walk on the mountainside, and badgers walk on the ditches." They are mutually reinforcing and restraining each other, and have their own laws of nature. "We have seen wild boar before, four of them, four in total, each weighing more than a hundred pounds. Now they have become protected animals." The old uncle smiled and talked eloquently.
"My hometown is Qingsha, Rencun. My ancestors fled here more than 200 years ago." "Then your surname is Ma, Ding or Hu?" Qingsha and Qingsha are less than five miles apart. , I am naturally very familiar with it. With his words, a mysterious history was revealed.
"My surname is Ma!" The old uncle thought thoughtfully: More than 200 years ago, the environment at the foot of the mountain was harsh and there was not enough food. The ancestor Ma Mengchuan carried the three brothers of the Ma family here on his shoulders. The mountains and rivers are interdependent and the trees are shady. , locust trees were everywhere, so he lived here and named it Sophora japonica. In 200 years, with the blink of an eye, descendants and relatives spread all over the mountains, ravines and valleys, and the furthest moved to Changzhi and Xiangyuan areas. Two hundred years is like a dream, eight or nine generations have passed in this world. Others come from Sannerzhuang, Baijiazhuang and Yangerzhuang. With such familiar names and such a close space, such stories happened, as if they were in a dream.
The fork in the road separates, and we turn back to the original road. Taking a nap in the car, I suspect that it is the Peach Blossom Land. But in the human world, Zhuang Sheng is obsessed with butterflies, and I am suspicious of the Peach Blossom Land!
Coming out of the Taihang Tunnel, I saw the scenery of Beixiong again, and the houses looked so beautiful. It suddenly opened up. If there is a peach blossom garden in my heart, where is it not among the water and clouds?
It was named after "the shade of the flowers is cool".