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There was no road in Gushan, but if there were more people walking, there would be roads; Gushan 's road originally had no name, but if there were more people, the name would appear.
Gushan:
belongs to the Taihang remnant vein, more than 50 miles north and south, more than 10 miles wide from east to west, lying vertically between Wu'an and peak . Its main peak, Phoenix Platform (also known as Lao Shi Platform), is 891 meters above sea level. The place is rich in people and has a rich history and culture. Temples, Taoist temples and ancient temples are scattered in the mountains and valleys. The Buddhist art stone carvings of Xiangtang Grottoes are even more famous nationwide. The magical craftsmanship of nature creates unique landform landscapes such as strange peaks, deep valleys, secluded caves, and gorges here, forming a unique "Ten Ancient Scenery of Gushan".
In eight months, a small team named Hongjiubang Gesanghua visited Gushan for 16 times.
The sixteenth time I stepped into Gushan, it was the little ghost road~ Shen Er~ Straw Hat Top~ North Mountain Ridge. They said the mountains of artemisia attracted them.
In late autumn, the cold current has just swept through Handan Ancient City. The haze covers the sky, and the temperature is quite suitable for outdoor activities. Twelve friends gathered in the railway station square, seven men, four women and one child. 57125 departed on time as usual, with colorful Gushan passengers dotted in groups of three or three in the crowded carriage.
The vigorous old man sitting next to the window is "Lao Gushan"~Pine and cypress, who has climbed Gushan twice a week Wednesday and Saturday for ten years. Perhaps, Gushan is surrounded by fairy spirit, and the pines and cypresses are as their name suggests, with a rosy and shiny complexion!
Autumn colors are getting thicker, and the earth is withered and yellow. The corn and millet have long been harvested into the warehouse, and the straw left in the fields is still watching the village. The silent Gushan tourists walked forward one after another, and the remaining rain on the gravel road reflected the hurried figure.
From the first time to the sixteenth time, it took eight months. Sometimes, I climbed Gushan alone in the rain in the whole of Handan; sometimes, more than ten friends accompanied me to challenge. No matter how difficult and exciting the process is, you can always find satisfaction on the journey!
Along the ghost road, we entered the familiar road into the mountain. When we saw the Taoist temple halfway up the mountain, the entrance to God II had arrived. The flood changed its original appearance. We climbed the soft river bank to find the road monument marked "God II". The first step is a large rocky river beach, and each huge rock weighs in the weight. The great power of nature's magical craftsmanship makes Gushan guests who enter the mountain admire them very much.
climbed over the stone formation in the frontier of the river valley and plunged into the narrow and dense river valley. The vegetation here is intertwined with trunks and dog teeth. We have to lower our heads and drill through the branches, and our pace is stopped from time to time by the backpacks hanging on the branches.
The first pass: Everyone can easily cross the small cliff more than three meters high.
team then climbed under a higher cliff.
The team continues to walk through, and you will find the red cloth strips left last time every other period of the journey, which is particularly friendly.
The second pass: a cliff more than six meters high. A sloping cliff on the stone wall leads directly to the top, and a black cable tied by the senior hangs down, which is the way to cross. "Catch today" was the first to climb up, and the remaining 11 people climbed onto this section of "climbing the road more and more". "Yin Li" who climbed the cliff for the first time was nervous and clinging to the stone wall. "Ding Chunqiu" walked around and looked back and smiled. Finally, the "dizzy" arm strength climbed up, and directly climbed up with the help of the cable.
The team left the cliff and continued to climb along the river. I stayed at the end and sorted out the red cloth strips again. This is the mark that the Red Wine Gang Gesanghua has been here. I look forward to my friends climbing here and silently protecting
After passing this big stone wall, there will be no much excitement to climb.The altitude is slowly rising. After the break, I occasionally stopped and looked back at the road I came. I had climbed very high without realizing it. The temperature gradually rose and the sky became clear. When we reached the cliff where the Eagle Cave was located, we were already soaking our clothes in sweat. After all, in late autumn, the mountain wind blew slightly cold. It is not advisable to stay here for a long time, just look for the road and climb to the top of the straw hat!
geography class
huge crust movement force bent the rock
walking around the mountain along the stone wall, and then walked to the intersection where I got lost last time. This time I decided to find out where the road was. I walked carefully with the walkie-talkie for 50 meters. A mudslide landslide washed away the original road, so I had to retreat the same road and use the walkie-talkie to report the road conditions while walking.
With his memory, he led everyone to climb up the ridge along a river valley. After passing through a variety of towns, we looked at each other from afar to the unique spire of the straw hat.
climbed to the top of the straw hat, and the beautiful scenery in my heart was as if it were expected. Remove the straw hat spire piled up by gravel, and the entire top of the mountain is covered with dense artemisia. This half-human-high withered hay is as beautiful as a grassland, covering the place like a huge golden velvet. The colors of the seasons change, swaying with the wind in the mountains.
Everyone was excited and took out their digital devices to find the grand scene in their hearts. Or sit on the stones in the grass and enjoy delicious food, or can't help but feel impulse and jump up on the tip of the straw hat, or sit quietly among the wormwood and listen to the roar of insects, or pose in various poses to blend yourself with the beautiful scenery...
At this moment, no matter what you do, it is the best!
The wind continues to blow...
Say goodbye and say goodbye to the charming golden velvet on the straw hat. I waved my hand and left an agreement here. I have seen you in spring, summer and autumn. Come again when it snows. The appearance of the year is left in my memory.
The team walked on the mountainside, marching in the knee-deep yellow and beautiful, so I wanted to shout loudly. The yellow and green are the first to be yellow, and people have become part of the scenery in the scenery. They are mostly like an oil painting, with grainy texture and full of harvesting mood.
Beishanliang Road, I fell in love with it the first time I walked.
When encountering a raised stone, it can make the feeling of a cliff cliff, and make a white crane shining its wings, a black tiger gazes its heart, and pretends to be in a posture.
Every time I go to a fork or turn, I have to hang a red cloth strip.
Beautiful scenery is in front of you, feel the breath of nature with your heart. The wilderness is vast, and you and I will walk forward without hesitation.
The whole piece of bluestone takes a moment of rest.
The sunset is setting, and the father and son are silently facing each other.
Northern Liang Wanyan is the Beisan Village. The golden corn on the roof is not only the joy of harvest, but also the finishing touch of this painting.
This stone road covered with sheep dung eggs takes us to the foot of the mountain. With a strong smell of sheep, a terrifying barking of dogs, and a quiet Beisan village, is our world still connected to this world?
0 After the hard work after a long journey, a bowl of noodles is enough to comfort the dust.
Tangu Mountain, it is still time to end with a bowl of noodles. If you still haven’t eaten the Fengchen Dang Noodle after trekking in Gushan in Nanzhengyu Village, you must still lack some experience in this life.
■Editor: Dudu
■Source: Hongjiu Bangzhu
■Editor: Feng Xuan
