17 1: Feng Jiading I have been here.
Meeting Feng Jiading for the first time
When I was in middle school, it was twenty miles away from school. Every Sunday afternoon, we boarders have to carry rice on our backs, eat kimchi fried by our mother and walk to school for two hours. At that time, there was a girl named Lingyun in the class. She was white and had long hair. Whenever we sit in the dormitory and complain that the road is long and difficult to walk, she always laughs. Later, we learned that her family lives in Fengjiading, a very high hill, and it takes several hours to walk along the rugged narrow path to get to school. After listening, we all shut up and couldn't help sighing that his father's name was a coincidence. It is Lingyun who lives on the top of such a high mountain. At the same time, I always wonder when I can go and see it.
Two years ago, under the recommendation of a friend, I paid attention to Feng Huafeng's official WeChat account-Feng Jiading. In his short and pithy words, I always know Feng Jiading bit by bit. Rainy days, sunny days, snowy days, spring, summer, autumn, morning, noon and evening ... Feng Jiading is like a fresh and beautiful collection of essays, which slowly seeps into my heart. I have been saying in my heart that I must go and see Feng Jiading.
Fengjiading journey
On the third day of the first month, the reunion of classmates, the noise in the middle of the night and lying in bed are all boiling in karaoke bars, cheerful laughter and a night of confusion in hotels. On the fourth morning, I never sleep late and get up very late. It happened that some students in the group shouted for dinner and did not hesitate to eat and drink. After eating, I don't forget to encourage Xiaofeng to take me to Fengjiading.
After crossing the pit, the car entered the country road, Liuyuan Hydropower Station and Huangjiashan, all of which I visited when I was in middle school. I remember the stout neem tree in front of Wu Guihong's house, which was full of leaves and branches, but we children are not young. After several villages such as Bankeng, Waizhong and Chakeng, we came to Hongqi Hydropower Station. At this point, I officially entered the Panshan Highway, and the car turned around on the winding road, but I was not afraid to see the ninety-nine bends in Tianmen Mountain. Although the cement pavement is tight, it can drive safely in this rainy day. I have to sincerely thank the country for its good policy of benefiting the people, which seems a bit off topic.
On both sides of the road, there are occasionally one or two houses with red-brown earth walls dotted with them. In the vegetable field in front of the door, garlic, vegetables, spinach, parsley and so on are growing gratifying, making the originally deserted mountain scenery lively and cordial at once. Students also recalled the bits and pieces of lush years, and the most unforgettable thing was the corn candy he brought back from home. I am afraid that the sweetness of that memory will never be found, and I can only wander in the memory of taste buds forever.
The scenery of Fengjiading
I have lived a straight life since I was a child, and I have long been used to the beauty and majesty of mountains. So is the mountain in Fengjiading, which is as ups and downs as the mountain I see every day. That familiarity and closeness always naturally make me feel like a child walking through the forest. Raindrops are scattered randomly. There are enthusiastic raindrops everywhere on umbrellas, roads, windows, low roofs, every green old leaf and every brown dead leaf, and the noise is fierce and turbulent.
At the end of the cement road is a homestay under construction, located in a tea field. It is a blessing to think of spending the night in the fragrance of tea. The three homestays are different in size, and the whole wall is reddish brown, like an earthen wall house. I think it can be better integrated into the scenery of Fengjiading. Carved panes and wooden columns are simple and harmonious. Although it is not well-made, it is really valuable to be located in a corner of the country. Push the window to listen to the rain, the gazebo bathes in the sun, the attic blows, and you can also enjoy fish in the fish pond in front of and behind the building. It's refreshing.
? Walking down the stairs, we went to see Feng Jiading's business card, the Ghost Gate Waterfall. As soon as we heard the name, we could imagine how difficult it was. However, climbing in the rain, for I have been practicing climbing boy skills since I was a child, is still good at it. Sassafras also woke up in the chilly spring, with yellow flowers and bones the size of rice grains hanging on the branches; The fragrance of laurel leaves seems to be smelled through the rain; The bare hawthorn tree reminds me of the unique skills of the old people in the village. It is a rare delicacy. The water in the stream flows forward wantonly, over pebbles and boulders. In the middle of the canyon, there are several stone statues standing on several big stones. I don't know why. Perhaps it was the river god who protected the landscape and the villagers here.
Continue to go down and meet tourists who travel in the rain like us. The newly paved stone road, taken from the shale in the mountains, is not as beautiful as Yixian green, but it is wise to use local materials. It also avoids the worry of muddy comments from friends in the circle of friends before departure. Waterfalls have been around for a long time and are spectacular. Waterfalls are located between two mountains, with narrow ditches, towering waterfalls, dense ancient trees and fresh moss. Waterfalls come and go, long or short, wide or narrow. Or rushing down, surging and magnificent; Or oblique overflow, beautiful and charming. Flying beads wash jade, and the water vapor is dense. Although it is not as magnificent as Huangguoshu Waterfall, it does not lose the elegance of a small jasper.
After swimming in the waterfall, the rain became less and less. I went back the same way, put away my umbrella, and the water on the leaves dripped on my hair and body, so I could take a gentle perfume bath.
In early spring, with rainy days, it gets dark very early. I want to find a farmhouse to eat at Fengjiading. A family in the village held a wedding, and everyone went to help with the wedding reception, so we had to go down the mountain. I found a family of fragrant teas in a place called Laowuji. The quaint earth-walled house, blue-gray cement floor and varnished wooden wall look clean and comfortable.
The proprietress is from Zhaotong, Yunnan. She married far away, and now she speaks authentic red flag words and cooks authentic local dishes. Her youngest daughter is only five or six years old, and her speech is very funny, which makes me laugh. I envy other people's clever daughters.
In a short time, the proprietress burned the fresh vegetables in the field, the winter bamboo shoots dug in December last year, and the mushrooms picked in the gutter next to the house to make soup. Only here can we taste such pure farm dishes. Several friends of Xiaofeng have also arrived. Let's push a cup for a change. Even I, a teetotaler, drank two glasses of wine soaked in wild kiwifruit and peaches, which had a sweet aftertaste. After dinner, I tasted a cup of alpine tea soaked in mountain spring, and the rich fragrance was mixed with faint osmanthus fragrance. I was born in a tea area, and I don't like tea, so I applaud tea.
After dinner, the old people at home began to listen to Beijing opera. Strangely, I, who was originally disgusted with the quintessence of Chinese culture, was not bored. It's also nice to chat with classmates in a babbling tone.
At half past ten, I yawned, but I couldn't sleep as soon as I went to bed. Close your eyes, listen to the ticking of the bell, listen to the ringing of the bell. I got up several times, stood on tiptoe and looked out of the window at the darkness. It took a long time to make out the outline of the mountain. I didn't sleep at night, probably because it was too quiet at night.
Feng Jiading's early morning
After dawn, there was a creaking sound of opening the door, followed by light footsteps and the brushing sound of bamboo brooms across the concrete floor. I can't open my eyes, but my brain is unusually awake. I just stood up and stopped fighting with the bed.
After washing, walk along the cement road. In the morning after the spring rain, the mountain wind came and it was still quite cold. I wrapped my coat tightly and looked around. In the cold early spring, the loquat tree in front of the house has begun to show its vitality. A few early-blooming loquat flowers, pale yellow with a hint of green, are wrapped in long fluff, and you can't find them without careful consideration. Xiao Bai, the owner's dog, twisted her chubby body and helped the hostess drive the hen to the Woods by the door. The hen's brothers growled and seemed dissatisfied with Xiaobai's participation. Occasionally, one or two birds are singing. Maybe other birds are sleeping.
Further on, several stout maple trees stand on the right side of the road, and only two or three people can hug each other. It must be hundreds of years old. The tree is covered with vines. It is covered with green moss, which tells us the simplicity of the people in the mountains. Now that the branches are bare, they will be covered with green leaves in a few days, and the trees will be full of colors in late autumn. I really envy them for living in such a beautiful picture. A bed of radish, green vegetables, peas and other vegetables was planted in the vegetable field by the roadside. These seasonal vegetables, which I was familiar with when I was a child, were attractive in all aspects at this time.
Although I go back to my father's in-laws for a few days every year, I haven't woken up in the barking of dogs for many years. The clouds on the top of the mountain are also floating in the wind, which is great. When it's hot, go back to eat thick porridge with crispy pickled radish and shredded radish buns. I'm really full.
Feng Jiading, I have been here and will come again!
Ps: Today, colleagues got together and drank too much, so I changed to an old article.