Riders | Prose: walking through wind and rain, Wugong mountain to Mingyue Mountain

Walking through the wind and rain, Wugong mountain to Mingyue Mountain text / cyclists in early winter are suitable for meeting the beautiful scenery of smoky.

I have long heard that the Wugong Mountain in Jiangxi is a grassland hanging on the horizon.

I have admired the Wugong Mountain for a long time.

It always makes people feel so mysterious, so admiring, so exciting and so yearning! Occasionally have leisure, finally realize my dream of climbing.

“If you travel far, you will feel inferior, and if you climb high, you will feel inferior”! It is my greatest respect to measure the towering Wugong mountain with my feet.

Today is a quiet early winter night.

Our outdoor donkey friends and their party of 20 people carry their bags to the distance with poetry and dreams.

We hiked 52 kilometers in three days to cross Wugong mountain to Mingyue Mountain.

We took a bus to Shenzi village, Luxi County, Pingxiang City and stayed at mountaineering farm.

At 1 a.m., the north wind knocked on the window and the cold rain kept falling.

Nevertheless, everyone still sleeps with hope on their heads.

The day finally lit up calmly, no excitement, no surprise.

When I opened the wooden door of the inn, I saw a heavy fog covering the mountains, and the visibility was only more than ten meters.

Start climbing and head for Wugong mountain.

At this time, it is already under the cloud and rain.

The raindrops are getting louder and louder like drums, and the wind is also adding fuel to the flames, but I feel a kind of random helplessness.

We shuttle through the winding muddy mountain path and climb to the depths of the mountain.

In addition to the muddy and steep mountain path, our destination Wugong Mountain Jinding is still far away.

Wind and rain, the steps did not stop for a moment, and the muddy mountain path went straight up.

We followed steep slopes, climbed cloud cliffs and climbed mountains after mountains.

Fog and rain are misty.

You can’t see the road ahead or the top of the mountain.

Donkey friends encouraged each other all the way and didn’t feel too tired.

Every tree stretches in the height, slants in the steep wall, is carefree in the rock crack, and looks up from the bottom…

With the trunk as the pen and the branches and leaves as the hair, it writes the stubbornness and tenderness of thousands of years.

Step by step, recite poems with dense shade of vegetation.

Move to the easy scenery and enjoy the wonderful nature of Wugong Mountain hanging on the grassland in the sky.

Mountain, cliff, wind and rain.

Steep slope, see steep slope again, there is no slightly flat place.

The rain kept falling.

My clothes were dripping.

I couldn’t tell whether it was rain or sweat.

Most donkey friends were wet.

Finally, I climbed to a slightly flat place with a palm size.

My friends unloaded their mountaineering bags and had a rest for a while.

The rain all the way, with an umbrella in our left hand and a mountaineering basket in our right hand, we can only take some beautiful pictures in this remote place during our rest.

In front of the beautiful scenery all the time, and the confusing moment solidified the drunken back to nature, but it was so beautiful.

Climb, continue to climb, the tall trees are getting lower.

We’ve climbed quite high.

Isn’t it far from the top of the mountain? I thought.

Rain, clouds and fog come quickly.

When they meet stone cliffs, they climb with hands and feet.

The cliffs and cliffs were everywhere, one journey after another, one ridge after another.

We climbed to the iron hoof peak with a height of 1846 meters.

It is very steep.

The cross section of the mountain is bare, and a “V” shaped Grand Canyon is formed at the foot of the mountain.

The cliffs on both sides are like knives and axes, flat and steep, just like the cliffs in the landscape painting we see in the traditional Chinese painting, the masterpiece of nature.

The rain continued and we were walking on the ridge of the mountain.

The mountain road becomes dangerous, the wind is fierce on both sides, the clouds surround the feet, and the fog enters the skirt, which makes people helpless.

The only thing I can do is to move on hard.

Although my hands and feet are mechanical and numb.

But I really admire myself for being a nearly seventy year old man and climbing from tiehoo peak to the main peak of Wugong mountain; Baihefeng (Jinding) is 1918.3 meters above sea level.

The rain gradually weakened, and suddenly found that the clouds were floating at the foot of the mountain depression on the right side of the inn, white and flawless, filling the whole valley.

The mountain peaks in the distance were looming, and I suddenly felt that the immortal Qi was threatening.

The meadows far and near fully display various levels of green and yellow under different light angles.

Sometimes bright, sometimes cool, sometimes green, sometimes lush, it is an eye opener.

Facing the emerald sea, my imagination was speechless.

This magnificent, this vast, this vast, this vast, this radiant, its brilliance can be comparable to the symphony.

The setting sun slanted down through the gaps in the clouds, and the clear light poured down to the ground.

The deep sky, green and yellow meadows, simple corridors and pavilions, winding stone paths, remote cliffs and strange mountains, and the fog and shadow suddenly open, tactfully and unexpectedly fall into the depths of my soul.

Today’s journey is not simple.

It is said that we have to climb more than 20 mountains from Jinding to fayunjie.

It can be described as “a long way to go”, which is enough for us to hike for a day.

All are alpine meadows, all rippling blue waves, and continuous, magnificent and vast.

It is simply a Alpine prairie.

The night is four in one, the deep night sky, a few stars scattered, a little lonely.

At night, there should be many stars.

Remember, you can imagine; It was a quiet night, and the clear night sky twinkled.

There are flowers, leaves, you and me in the simple corridor Pavilion, spotless grass and gentle evening wind.

Under the starry sky, count a few stars, see where the Milky way is, look up to the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl magpie bridge, what a wonderful realm it will be.

When we were having breakfast, some of our friends went to watch the scenery and took pictures, saying that the sun came out, it was very beautiful.

Starting from fayunjie at about 7 o’clock, today’s trip from fayunjie through Shen’s courtyard to yangsimu to Mingyue Mountain is the longest route in this trip.

At this moment, do you have the poetic meaning of “whether the mountains are beautiful or not” and the romance of “sleeping in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River”? Don’t think too much.

There are dangerous cliffs and cliffs everywhere.

It’s better to be careful.

If you come, climb it.

Looking from afar, thousands of peaks are competing, thousands of trees are verdant, and clouds are flourishing.

In the face of such beautiful scenery, both hearts and souls are intoxicated, and then intoxicated.

The long road is endless and the water is far away.

Let’s continue our journey.

All the way sunshine, all the way song, all the way breeze, all the way poem.

Sweat brews beautiful scenery and sublimates the realm of hardship and fatigue.

White clouds blossomed and clouds curled..