【Author:Ge Qingmin】
It is better to read ten thousand books than to travel thousands of miles. I like to travel, I have been to many places, strange customs, strange scenery monsters always want to explore, exotic vegetables, fruits, flavored snacks also want to taste.
For example, figs, from Jiangnan, have purple flesh and red skin, sweet and suitable, which is beneficial to diabetics; From Kashgar, the skin and flesh are yellow, sweet and greasy, and diabetics cannot eat more. All this, sitting in a well and watching the sky is impossible to know.
In July 2018, students organized a graduation party for the 30th anniversary of graduation, and as soon as they saw the excitement, they immediately signed up. Thinking about it again, it is difficult to go out, it is better to take a tour around first. When I opened the map, I saw that Datong had never been there, especially Hengshan, and it was worse among the five mountains. So I contacted a friend from the travel agency to help me book my room and travel plans. When the time comes, grab your bags and go.
First stop: Beijing to visit friends
Take the high-speed train from your hometown to Beijing in five hours. Beijing was a transit point, and I visited most of Beijing's attractions while studying in Xuanhua. This visit to Beijing is mainly to visit friends.
Dong Zhanming must visit, bunk for four years, feelings have not to say. When I arrived at him by taxi, he was already waiting by the side of the road.
Near Brick Tower Hutong, there is a small hotel, and Zhan Ming has helped me open a room.
I said, "No, I want to take the car tonight and arrive in Datong tomorrow morning."
Zhan Ming said: "Don't be so nervous, rest well to play well." ”
It was difficult to be gracious, so I had to agree. At dinner, I said, "Remember that your hometown of Fengzhen is not far from Datong, and I want to go and see, what kind of water and soil raised such an excellent son of yours?" Besides, Li Zhongyi of the Ji Tong class is in Fengzhen and wants to visit him as well."
Zhan Ming said: "My hometown is still far from Fengzhen, so if you want to go to Fengzhen, I will ask my nephew to pick you up in Datong and send you to Zhongyi." ”
So, he called his nephew, and I called Zhongyi, and Zhongyi received the call and immediately said, "Welcome, welcome." ”
When I woke up the next day, Zhan Ming took me to breakfast again, Jiaohuan bean juice, authentic Beijing snacks, but the taste of bean juice is strange, which reminds me of the camel milk that Zhou Xisheng invited me to drink in Urumqi, which is also strange, but fortunately I have strong adaptability and ate it for a while.
Zhan Ming sent me to Beijing West Railway Station. On the way, he somewhat regretted this, saying: "It just so happens that the unit is busy, I can't accompany you, and I can't go to the class reunion." ”
Visiting friends in Beijing
Jingshi came to visit in the north, and Zhan Ming was still attentive,
I have never forgotten the four years of sharing a bed, and the hotel has a short break to see the daily life.
Heat wave hot lonely shadow, etc., the food is full of busy people,
The bean juice is delicious, and I cry from the heart.
Second stop: Datong
From Beijing West Railway Station to Datan, it is almost dusk. Dinner was a casual snack at a stall next to the hotel. There happened to be a vegetable market next to it, so I walked around by the way, not wanting to be similar to the mainland, so I was interested, so I went back to the hotel to rest.
Early the next morning, the local travel agent sent a car to pick me up and arrange three attractions. When I first arrived at Hengshan, I was disappointed when I saw that it was very different from what I imagined. The mountain is relatively not high, without the steepness of Mount Hua, the majesty of Mount Tai, the towering of Mount Chaheng, and the bottom rhyme of Mount Song. Thinking that Ling Hu Chong would be in charge here, it was a bit of a condescension.
It's just that when you arrive at the Hanging Temple, the legendary headquarters of the Hengshan Sect, you can see the cliffs hanging in the air from afar, see the staggered things up close, climb to the highest place, like facing the abyss, strange, and the feeling of smiling rivers and lakes is born, and I can't help but be proud of Ling Hu's head.
Next is the Yungang Grottoes, you can not follow the group, one person wandered around, found that the big Buddha is a little different from the Luoyang Longmen Grottoes, slender and not rich enough, I think this may be the appearance advocated by the Xianbei people.
One person is bored, want to take pictures, just in front of two little beauties, with closed flowers and shy moon, sinking fish and falling geese to describe is never exaggerated, do not want the north to have such a stunner, although I am more than half a hundred years old, I can't help but panic and shortness of breath, hard to say hello, said: "Little beauty, can you help me take a picture?" "The two were very cheerful, one helped me take care of the box, and the other took pictures, which was very good. Afterwards, I was thankful, and the two drifted away. When I walked towards the gate of the scenic spot, I thought that the two of them were generous, without the delicate appearance of a southern woman, they must be northern beauties.
You Datong
Beiyue Hengshan Tianxia Town, Ling Hu brothers are in charge,
Dugu Jiu's sword was slightly unleashed, and the black evil people scared the soul.
The temple hangs in the air, Yungang sits Buddha Xiaowenzun,
The toad palace fairy came to the earth, and the jade girl was like a flower imprint brain trace.
Third stop: Fengzhen
After a hurried half-day, visiting the three scenic spots, out of the gate, Zhanming's nephew Xiaodong was already waiting. We drove straight to Fengzhen.
Fengzhen belongs to Inner Mongolia, all the way to the north, the scenery on both sides is good, but I haven't seen the grassland, which is a bit regretful. It's July, and the south is already hot, but it's cool and pleasant. An hour away to reach Fengzhen. The city is not big, the roads are spacious, the buildings are neatly arranged, the floors are not high, the windows are clear, and the roadside is full of trees, if I choose a national sanitary city, I will definitely vote.
I contacted Li Zhongyi and went to his unit first. After a while, he saw a delicate small building, and Zhongyi greeted him at the door. I haven't seen him for many years, he looks more than ten years younger than his actual age, wears glasses, and is polite, just like our Changzhou Sanjie Qu Qiubai. In his office, the walls are full of pennant awards, which is worthy of being an outstanding student of our underground academy.
Send me to the hotel, Xiao Dong has gone home beforehand. At dinner, Zhongyi specially ordered a few local snacks, like the noodle wowo I have never seen, eating super has a grassland fragrance, the aftertaste is endless. At our age, big fish, meat, mountains and seafood are not greedy, but the special snacks of each place are fascinating. I was touched by Zhongyi's carefulness.
The next day, I took the train to Zhangjiakou, and I said that I didn't need him to send it, but he still rushed to the hotel early in the morning and insisted on sending me to the train station.
Youfeng Town
The scimitar iron horse is like floating dust, and the streets of the outer shopping mall are new,
Blue sky clouds are rare in July, and many years of old friendship are strong.
Tourists from Zhanming's hometown, Zhongyi's hometown banquet guests,
I am full of affection.
The fourth stop: Zhangjiakou
Leaving Fengzhen and bidding farewell to Zhongyi, I rushed to Zhangjiakou by train. I spent a hundred and dozens of yuan to buy a soft sleeping ticket, and after I went in, I found that I was alone, until no one came up in Zhangjiakou, shouting for money.
I'm ashamed to say that I studied in Xuanhua for four years, and I haven't been to Zhangjiakou, but this time I came to calculate a wish. Out of the station, hit straight to the big mirror door.
There are many places to go, and when I arrived at the big mirror gate, I didn't think it was too spectacular, but the four words "great rivers and mountains" on the gate tower made my heart surging, and I hurriedly asked passers-by to help me take pictures, and then called back to the hotel.
Call Han Jin in the room. Han Jin is a female talent in our class, a third-level professor at Hebei University, and the initiator of Beijing-Tianjin-Hebei cooperation. Got through the phone and I asked where she was? She said in Zhangjiakou! When she learned that I was also in Zhangjiakou, she said that Han Jingsheng and other classmates and alumni were also there, and asked me to move in. There is nothing happier than meeting the old man in another country, I retreated from the room here and hurried to fight over.
Jingsheng is still the same old way, with dark skin and witty words, which is hilarious. In the evening, everyone found a barbecue stall, drank and chatted, and had fun in the past or the present.
Tour Zhangjiakou
Four years of Xuanhua dreamed, and the great rivers and mountains did not swim,
The soft sleeper walked away dashingly, and the mirror door posed shyly against the shadow.
The same window meets in another country this year, where does the girlfriend ask for in the next life?
Han Jin is admired by many talents, and his eyebrows are not allowed to be praised.
Stop 5: Reunion of classmates
We manage the 84th level, a total of two majors and five classes, three in accounting and two in accounting. Although they are divided into majors, the public classes in the first two years are taken together, and it should be said that they are all classmates. Relatively speaking, the planning and accounting class is more active than the accounting class, with three classes being the most important in accounting and our first class being at the bottom.
When I went to Tangshan a few years ago, I met Wu Zhihong from the third class, and left a WeChat, knowing that their class often has group tours, so when I was at home, I contacted Zhihong, she said that some students were going to organize a group to go to Shangyi Grassland and Daqingshan Great Wall to play first, I said I also want to go, can you take me? She said to ask for advice from other students first. Soon there was a response saying that I was welcome to attend.
After staying in Zhangjiakou for one night, Han Jin and they went to the following county to conduct research, and in the morning, they went to Zhangjiakou City alone for a while. The next afternoon, I arrived early at the highway crossing to Shangyi to wait for Wu Zhihong and them. When the bus drove to the side, when he opened the door, there were ten people in the car, and Yao Zhicheng seemed to have changed little; Xin Zhihai, when I went to Chengdu in 2011, is still as thin as before; Kim Hoon was deeply impressed, and seeing him reminded me of when he talked non-stop with our class Cho Yong Beom and other Korean classmates; Gao Ping remembers vividly, in 2009 Changchun training, specially went to Jilin City to visit my table Liu Hongmei, Gao Ping was also present at that time, Northeast women are naturally beautiful, plus can dress up, is more and more popular; Wu Zhihong's female classmate, no matter how familiar, is still so lively; Wen Xiufang, her appearance has not changed, she can't call her name for a while, when she was in college, she and my friend Zhu Gang were fellow villagers in Sichuan, and we got together a lot, so I was also impressed; Wang Feng, a fellow in Anhui, because he has been the boss for many years, his body is a little blessed; It's just that the tall man in the back seat can't remember the name, he saw that I was a little embarrassed, and called himself Liang Jie, and then suddenly realized that he was the pen pal Liang Dacai of the year; As for the two female classmates of Qi Lixin and Feng Xiaojuan, they did not have much contact when they were studying, and their concepts were a little vague. After getting on the bus, everyone introduced and talked freely and went to the destination Shangyichi.
Feelings of reunion between classmates
Thirty spring and autumn snapped their fingers, and the same window goodbye Bai Siduo,
Old Yao holds short shirt sleeves, and Liang Jie carries a long mirror nest.
Zhihai is light and spirited, Wang Feng is healthy and five gods,
Jin Xun is like the first shadow, passing on sister songs all the way.
Stop 6: Shangyi XIII
Shangyi County, belonging to Zhangjiakou, is located in the northwest, bordering Inner Mongolia, and is Xin Zhihai's hometown, so the itinerary is all arranged by him. The speed of the car is stable, the scenery changes all the way, driving, gradually appear green grass, close to dusk, the sun sets in the west, the roadside grass unfolds in a wave shape, and the electric windmills in the distance stretch endlessly, which looks mysterious and charming under the light of the falling light. Someone suggested going down to take a look and relax, everyone got out of the car and took some photos, due to the backlight, the effect was not very good, but still very happy.
Re-boarded the car, and after a while came to a small village called number thirteen. At first, I felt that this name was quite interesting, and then I turned to the map and found that many places around were named after numbers, and if you drove further, there were places called No. 10 and No. 9 along the road, which reminded me of the Mongol rulers in the Yuan Dynasty when the names of the Han people were difficult to remember, and there were similarities in using numbers, such as Emperor Zhu's original name Chongba. The place where I live is a farmhouse, the name is Color Damtou Folk Cave Inn, although it is a cave, it is actually just a cave at the door, the house is made of bricks and tiles, and the rooms are like a hotel. The inn has a restaurant, the name is very good, the people's commune canteen. Since I haven't seen each other for many years, everyone is happy, dinner inevitably has to drink two glasses, because I have cirrhosis, I can't drink, but I can't help the lively atmosphere, and I also accompanied them to drink a beer. After three rounds of wine, most of them were slightly drunk. Wu Zhihong grew up in Inner Mongolia, cheerful personality, the most lively, first presented a Mongolian dance for everyone, Jin Xun saw this, how dare he lag behind? A high-pitched song "Arirang" sang and danced, and we beat the bowl to the beat, dancing and elated.
Shangyi XIII
The northern border of Hebei is picturesque, with green mountains and green waters reflecting the glow,
The name of the village is taken from the combination of yin and yang, and the cave depicts the gate Xiangruiwei.
Two rows of dragon and tiger prints in the inn, and the canteen is hung with the member's emblem,
Jin Lang rolled his sleeves and sang, and I waited for my heart to fly to the beat.
Stop 7: Chahannaur Grassland
Chahan Naoer grassland, also known as Wutai grassland, lake light grass, birds and flowers, beautiful scenery, pleasant climate, it is said that Genghis Khan once set up camp here, nostalgic, an area of more than 100 square kilometers, known as the first grassland in Hebei.
The next morning, we came here by car, looking at the abundant water and grass from afar, and the sparse grass at close range, except for a few horses near the yurt we were in, a few cows a little farther away, and then in the distance we saw the vertical and horizontal lines and windmills swaying, probably because the rainy season has not arrived and there are too many artificial traces, less "windblown grass and low to see cattle and sheep", and the grassland next to Baiyinnuoer, the left banner of Bahrain in Inner Mongolia. However, we are still very happy, find some thick grass places to sit together, or take pictures, or talk to you. The horses of the yurt owner are a little afraid of life, and they run when they see people, which makes us feel uncomfortable, but in fact we are afraid of them. Xin Zhihai is different, he is a local, it is estimated that he practiced when he was a child, but he took a horse from the master's hand, jumped on his back, quickly increased the whip, and left the dust, which made us envious for a long time. In order for us to leave the image of riding on horseback on the grassland, Zhihai asked the master to bring two horses, we sat up one after another, took a pose, and asked Liang Jie to help us take pictures. Liang Jie is good at photography and is a veritable photographer. Later, after Liang Jie's beautiful picture editing, everyone turned out to be heroic.
The host had already prepared lunch for us, and now killed a sheep, only boiled, served with Filipino cauliflower sauce, delicious and sweet, each with a small knife, scrambling, in less than half an hour, almost swept away. It's a long-lost taste. I remember that after the Spring Festival in 1986, Dong Zhanming brought back two boiled legs of lamb from his hometown in Inner Mongolia, and the twelve people in our dormitory were swept away in less than five minutes. The mutton does not have the slightest smell, in my hometown in Jiangnan there has always been a legend of Mongolian mutton smelling bad, and then I went home to tell my relatives and friends, they all yearn for it, this is the benefit of traveling thousands of miles.
Tour the Khan Naoer grassland
The steppe lake took the name, and the Great Khan camped in that year,
Herds of cattle have not been seen today, and windmills are fighting in front of the scene.
Who can cure Baoju's sexual spirit, Zhihai Yigao is easy to win,
I waited carefully on the back of the horse, and the heroic posture was not worth it.
Stop 8: Daqingshan Great Wall
After lunch, we rushed to Daqing Mountain. Daqing Mountain, belonging to the Yin Mountain branch, stretches for hundreds of miles between Inner Mongolia and Hebei. During the Warring States period, it belonged to the border between the State of Zhao and the Xiongnu, and the State of Zhao built the Great Wall to ward off enemies. For the next thousand years, it was the dividing line between farming and nomadism, and the Great Wall was repeatedly built and garrisoned. In the Ming Dynasty, the capital was Beijing, and the Son of Heaven guarded the border, which was even more important, rebuilding the Great Wall and guarding it with heavy troops.
The car drove all the way to the west and stopped at a place where there was no way out, and the Great Wall carving tower in the distance was already visible. Because it is undeveloped, it is not a tourist attraction, and the grass along the way is primitive. Everyone walked forward for more than a mile, Jin Xun drank a lot last night, his physical strength was exhausted, and he no longer moved forward on leave. Wang Feng is really a boss, careful and meticulous, volunteered to stay and take care of Jin Xun, I estimate that this guy does not dye less wine on weekdays, strong outside, and goes down the slope to the donkey. The rest continue along the mountain stream, with some unknown wildflowers blooming enchantingly, bees flying butterflies, and occasionally pheasants flying over. After walking for a few miles, Gao Ping stopped, and after a while, Wen Xiufang returned along the way. After half a mile, I have reached the foot of the Great Wall, I don't think the mountains are dangerous, people are in the valley, looking up a little steep, the ox has crossed the river, is it still short of the tail? Everyone overcame thorns, climbed with rolling belts, and bravely climbed the peak. Yao Zhicheng was the first to arrive at the ancient Great Wall carving building, I followed, and the others gradually followed, Liang Jie carried a big camera on his back, and also had to take care of the girls, which was the hardest. When they reached the top of the mountain, everyone was panting and dry mouthed, and there was not much mineral water left with them.
Climbing high and overlooking, the carved buildings look at each other, and the city wall stretches, like a dragon. Although it was also rebuilt in the Ming Dynasty, the Great Wall here is completely different from Badaling, and the city wall is only unilateral, and it is not possible to run horses and soldiers; There is no door around the carving building, and I don't know how the ancients went up. The most interesting thing is that the lower corner of the carving building is always damaged, and Zhihai told us that it is said that when the carving building is repaired, there must be treasures at the bottom, which is estimated to be caused by someone digging treasures. Hundreds of years of wind and rain erosion, the top of the carved building and part of the city wall have collapsed, full of desolation, as if telling the hardships and helplessness of the ancients.
It's easy to go up and down the mountain. Liang Jie and Zhihai took Kang Lixin and Feng Xiaojuan from under the mountain beam below the first carved building; Zhicheng told me that the mountain beam in front seemed to be slower, so I followed him forward again, down from the second carved tower. The mountain beam seems to be slow, but it is actually very steep, and I am a little afraid of heights, and I can't help but tremble. The shouts to the first mountain beam can be heard, so they shout while shouting to be bold. Not far from the bottom of the valley, suddenly, I felt my whole body fall, grabbed the tree trunk on the side, and then looked down, it was seven or eight meters deep, when Zhicheng pulled me up, I was already sweating, but fortunately, there was no danger, and soon reached the bottom of the valley. After walking nearly a mile along the valley floor, he finally found his way back. Thirsty, saw a flowing stream on the side of the road, not very clear, can't manage much, with mineral water bottles to pick up some, did not expect to drink like nectar. After about ten minutes, Liang Jie and they rushed up, arrived at the meeting point, and everyone returned to the inn by car. This outing is unforgettable for me and I will remember it vividly.
Tour the Great Wall of Daqingshan
Stretching for a hundred miles of dragon cheng, the Chinese thousand-year-old imperial soldier,
The beacon wolf smoke disappeared, and the beard rode and shot forever.
The wind blows at the corner of the watchtower, and the stone formation wall is made of dangerous rain,
Friends climb the peak and snort in the past, flying clouds are born in the valley.
【About the author】
Ge Qingmin, a native of Liyang, Jiangsu, was born in April 1965. In 1984, he studied accounting in the Department of Economics and Management of Hebei Institute of Geology, and in 1988, he was assigned to teach at Kunming Geological School. At the end of 1989, he was transferred back to his hometown to participate in tax work, and organized the liquidation of the first land value-added tax project in China, and built the basic framework of the land value-added tax settlement management measures, which was adopted by the General Administration. Hobbies: Classical literature, genealogy.
Editor: Qian Ran
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