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"Wuyuan Stone, Long Creek and the hole in the autumn Walk"

        Shanghai Lotus Road at the end of the week, the evening of eight, the bright lights, after the work of this weekend, I boarded the journey to Wuyuan City, Long Creek, a trip to the west. The sky fluttering sprinkled the rain, neon lights lined the city's night sky out of the color of the strange, but the car quickly to the city, into a concentrated night. Except for the bright headlights. The front of the car, four weeks of darkness. Rain Asphalt asphalt the next stop.         Wuyuan is one of the six counties of Huizhou, is located at the junction of the three provinces, although the mountains stretch, the traffic is not convenient, but the people of Huizhou dare to fight, just out of that a vast mountain, in good faith operating tea, Shanhuo, and so on, the name of the Huizhou merchants all corners. In the late spring season of 2011, I used to drive from Wuhan to Wuyuan, visited the quaint Jiangwan villages and climbed the towering, steep mountain peaks. More than four years later, the end of 2015, the use of the weekend, in a few days of rainy days, from Shanghai to Wuyuan Stone, long Xi village, the pursuit of a different from the spring of the autumn. There is a question in the heart, this autumn because of what unique charm, so fame, let everybody flock to.         Saturday 1:30 A.M. the coach stopped at the service area near Huangshan and we rested on the bus. Five o'clock in the morning days before the light, the car re-high-speed, six o'clock in the morning days dawn, leaving the expressway, and the winding river accompanied by the Mountain Road, 7:30 reached the cloud-filled stone, rain, intermittent. In the village of the House of the white Wall, the house is paved with green stone, criss-cross, wandering like a maze. The village stands a leafy maple fragrant tree, in the wind and rain after thousands of years after the vicissitudes of the distribution of ripe charming taste. Climbed the village side of the hillside, overlooking the village autumn, surrounded by the mountains of the village mist Misty, Smoke curl, red maple diocesan, ginkgo embellishment. The sun is still hidden behind the clouds, only so short a moment to penetrate the clouds in the morning, for the field of autumn to wipe a ray of bright light.         One hours of sightseeing in stone, 89 starts on foot towards Long Creek. The diameter of the mountain or gravel, large part of the dirt road. Rain wet road slippery, muddy difficult, but there gurgling huaxi interspersed around, Huang show Wood shuttle accompany, also don't feel so difficult. In the space to look at the road, stop to watch a red maple water or overlooking the autumn mountains, smoke linyun, such as poetry picturesque. Forest like the spilled paint box, was applied on the dark green, light orange, orange and fiery red and other colors, colorful, dazzling, like fairyland. Close to lunch in the village, the head of a tall dog, it walking light, pro. Is wondering why the dog lonely into the depths of the mountain, we met a coir raincoat wearing hats, the villagers, presumably the owner of the dog, is going to work in the mountains. And whenever the water net fluvoxamine the stream to stop the road, a few of the simple bridge falling wood can dissolve the river difficultProblem. Just when people go to trembling bridge, inevitably to seriously up, worried about the bridge sway and fall, but also glad that the rapid flow of water from the bridge is not high.          11:15, halfway through the journey, the team arrived at No. 01 Fang Jia Village. Bought baked sweet potatoes and golden orange as lunch, sweet and refreshing. After the meal, back on the road, on a hillside stop, saw a dozen adobe House side to shoulder village. Through the meantime, know its name is Cao Jia Cun. In this green mountains and waters, the wall with the clay-fired forming barrier to hold up beams and Bois, record the evolution of the village's vicissitudes. 1:40 P.M., after walking 13 kilometers away, ushered in an open mountain valley, roadside a river carrying a stream of spring water, is the day and night constantly transported to the mountain. Around the bottom of the majority of the circle, came to the pass, a few 800 years old tree age of bitter and maple incense and rely on each other, standing in the downhill stone steps. In this place looking at the foot of the hill exclusively the village, that is the Long Xi Cun, the mountain, unobstructed.         After a break at the stone steps, two o'clock in the afternoon, continue on your way to the front of the rock, 8 kilometres away. Pick up, fog dense, sight blocked, can only see around open white petals yellow bud of low tea tree and graceful golden ginkgo. Arduous climb the road is not long, and the back of the downhill is muddy slippery, so people dare not take lightly. A teammate fell, hurriedly stood up Pat underwear, continue to tread the depth of the mud ahead. Although still rainy days, but the more light, in the exhaustion of people, the team at 4:30 out of the mountain, arrived at the roadside. Look back on the days of more than 20 kilometers of rugged mountain road and the end of the conquered mountains, Masan clouds, breathtaking.         Get on the coach of the team and arrive at the pit of the accommodation 5:40. After dinner, wash off the thick yellow mud on the shoes and trousers, wash off the body of the journey, a relaxed, to the other side of the wooden bridge to drink low glycol plum wine, pipa wine, and everyone play the Game of Werewolf kill. Before bedtime at 11, watch your teammates ignite the flickering fireworks and add a little light to the quiet night.         Sunday morning seven o'clock, cloudy weather. After breakfast, everyone walked down the street in the stream, rented bicycles and started to ride the mountain. If the mountain in the previous day on foot, so that people do not know the true colors of the mountains, only in this mountain, the mountain ride is an eye-opener, Transverse ridge side peak panoramic view. Parallel with the mountain road in the quiet stream at the beginning of the ride, or silently flowing, crystal clear, with the gap increased, from the Guo gradually into the sound of Guo, white wave tumbling, when you approach, can be called Rumble Bang, surging surging. The water flow is rigid and flexible, scouring the giant rock, sometimes falling, sometimes approaching 180 degrees turn endeavor. And the cascade of streams is sometimes tilted directly from the wall of the hill, channelled through the highway, and finally slowly flowed away. In addition to the sound of water, that chirp and cuckoo birdsong, more people feel quiet. In the embrace of this mountain and fresh air riding, people have no distractions, thoughts, the body has long been integrated into the cool world around. Interestingly, a cute little flower dog followed a bicycle and ran a mountain path until it was stopped by a big dog by the roadside. There is also a strong big flower after we ran a back and forth, it vigorous, cheerful, even when the bike downhill dive, can also keep up. In this quiet environment, the passage of time seems to slow down, the mountain static like Swire, the day as long as the sun. After the end of the ride, people immersed in it.        Sunday Noon One o'clock, in an antique courtyard three round table, the whole team ate a delicious lunch. Then more than two points, set foot on the car back to Shanghai. Everybody linger, still Yi Xing Gao Fei. Wuyuan

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