Shuimopo, as its name implies, has the effect of dispelling summer heat. When you are in it, there will be a cool feeling of water waves swaying.
Shuimopo, hidden in the southern vein of Taiyue Mountain, is in the mountain stream of Dapoyingling. Half a kilometer away from Maling Ridge is Maling Snow (according to legend, it is the place where Sun Bin and Pang Juan fought). The transportation is convenient, the vehicles are convenient, and it's not too much trouble to have a look.
Out of the county, to the east, along the Taixing county, along the asphalt road that gradually becomes steeper and the terrain increases. Facing the ditch and facing the mountain, the road is so wide and winding, like a stubborn childhood, shaking the rope.
The road is deep, the mountains in June are covered with lush green, and the eyes are freed from the application of green. The water of "silent springs and streams" oozes from the reddish-brown mountains, overflows the road surface, and gathers into puddles. The water splashed by cars and the river flowing in the mountain stream rattle.
The deep road, the sunshine in June, put on a hazy petticoat to make your body comfortable in the diluted light. The light of "leaves shine on the water, love sunny and soft" shines on the tall crown of the river. The leafy leaves and filtered sunlight shine like silver on the cheerful river, flashing and refreshing. Water flowing in the opposite direction follows all the way. The car can't afford to heat up this way. When people sit in cars with green mountains and green waters, the sweat disappears.
With a khaki rock as the bottom, the scarlet letter "Shuimopo" engraved in the seal script stood upright on the roadside and floated into my eyes. Less than 40 kilometers by car, I stood in front of Shuimopo.
"We watched the green trees around your village and the pale blue mountains in the distance", which made time go back to the past. When the eyes touch it, a modern "Xanadu" comes to mind.
Shuimopo, two mountains confront each other. Compared with the towering peaks, the mountains on the Shuimo slope are short and solid; Compared with the towering peaks, it is slightly green. The stone is hard, gray in color, large, with loess on its head and vertical. Such as simple and capable mountain people, hard-working. It is its brave nature that breeds lush mountains, fine wild flowers and climbing plants. Shuimopo has the temperament of combining rigidity with softness.
Shuimo slope has distinct layers. The moist steam moistens all kinds of creatures living in this land. Terraces overlap in irregular fields. Apples covered with branches, blue peels and pink rouge are as shy and reserved as a girl to be married. The corn that is blooming and bearing seeds, like a green beauty, is slim and graceful, and has a unique vision. The head of the ear of wheat is as heavy as a sickle, and the neck is bent into a beautiful arc. There are also potatoes with purple flowers and white flowers, which attract butterflies to fly, bees to buzz and flowers to swim with the wind. There is a cool fragrance floating over Shuimopo.
Shuimopo, the village is not big, and more than a dozen adobe brick houses are scattered on both sides of the road. Just like farm tools that haven't had time to remove soil after work, most of them are completely embarrassed and stand silently. There are old people with dark faces and mountains of wrinkles. An arched figure, such as a small bridge on a river. Sitting at the gate of the courtyard, looking serene, showing off the heavy accumulation. Is it to see the mountain where they live together, or to listen to the rustling of leaves in the wind, or to recall the romance of youth? Their upturned corners of the mouth hint at my imaginary answer.
Falling into the river of the mountain stream, humming songs running all the way day and night. Awakened a mountaineer with management consciousness and lively mind. A two-story building that stands out from the crowd, with tiles and aluminum doors and windows, is spacious and bright. Like the morning glory planted outside the courtyard gate, it is skillful in climbing up and winding bamboo fences. Seize the opportunity of citizens' return to nature in May 5- 10/0, and set up a farmhouse to receive tourists from afar.
A small piece of land, colorful by the owner of the small building, has become a platform for pebbles and green grass. Canna is gorgeous and red, like the smiling face of a peasant woman after a bumper harvest. Short impatiens, pink petals, crowded flowers, like mountain babies in a hurry to go to the market. There are chrysanthemums in summer, with colorful flowers, like ornaments on the bride's head, beaming. Clusters of red flowers, like firecrackers in festivals, crackle and shine ... ancient stone mills, vicissitudes of life, clear faded memories, as if smelling the fragrance of whole grains. Thorny cucumber, crisp green lettuce, oily green celery, tender doll, etc. Lazy pears hanging on the branches are full of juice, attracting people to DC ... wooden pavilions are quaint and quaint, and lanterns at the feet are charming. Sitting on the swing, dancing with the wind, cool and comfortable, has the interest of "Qingyang building swinging"
On the mountain where houses are built, there are chariots and horses. Under the platform, in the dirt parking lot, there are cars looking for cool everywhere.
Through the parking lot, step by step, there is a deeper shade. Gables, a row of earth roofs and red brick caves are warm in winter and cool in summer. New leaves grow in spring, and plants that leave dead vines in winter guard the arched doors and windows until the day. Inside the cave, the snow-white walls, the flat kang and the room temperature of about 20 degrees are like carefully modulated constant temperature air conditioners. Under the ditch, the water flowing into Wuma River in the east-west direction is tireless and rushing down. The boulder falling in the river splashed with water, and the flying beads splashed with jade, which was crisp and loud. The ancient rocks are covered with light green moss, which hides the old times and deep coolness. There are trees along the river, overgrown with weeds, wild flowers and stars swaying with the river, extending into the distance along the ravine ... If you can stay in the cave for one night, you will definitely spark bamboo curtains and practice moonlight. Running water, sleeping songs, cricket chirping, quiet night, the summer heat disappears, and I fall asleep with the coolness of spring.
The rocks by the river are very clean. Bend over to play with water, the waves are thick. Sitting with the current, looking at the sparkling water, the dragonfly suddenly passed by with a little water, leaving an inscribed circle on the water. Winged waterfowl spread gently on the water, causing ripples on the water. Looking up at the sky, the sun in June is burning, but there is no feeling at this time. Mountain catches light, water dilutes heat, and green soothes irritability. The blue sky, like glittering and translucent jade, is thorough and clean. Baiyun, like an idle prodigal son, is idle. They are like the magical Liu Qian, changing at will in the blue sky. ...
Trees, such as covers, shade. The cheerful birds are jumping among the branches and chirping. More cicadas, stirring. It conveys the artistic conception of "how far the cicada is, and the leafy trees have echoes". The air is clear, pure and clean, with the simplicity of the mountains and the smell of the earth. There is no worldly worry, no fussy noise, just relaxing and refreshing in the natural oxygen bar. Companion, have leisure to knock chess pieces; Contain the fun of Shuang Sheng; The elegance of picking wild vegetables. I am obsessed with the reverie in the cool, the smell of lush vegetation, and the vitality that covers everything in summer ... as if I were melting into the water and grinding the slope, shining with quiet things.
I also see tourists who come to enjoy the cool. They are teachers and parents of autistic schools. They are from the provincial capital, so they will stay for a few days. Some of them pull autistic children and train them to walk in front of caves shaded by trees; Some point to plants growing on the ground and teach children to practice speaking; Some people go with the flow in small boats. ...
Yes, the cool water mill slope, with a clear coolness, drives away the summer heat; Accept the misfortune of life with a broad mind; Heal physical and mental pain with simple and honest personality.
The owner of the farmhouse shouted from a height, and the smell of food floated in the air. We got up and boarded the platform in front of the hospital. In the pavilion, there is a rough stone table, a glass revolving table top, a small bowl and a big plate. Stewed chicken, leek fried idiot, cold wild vegetables, pumpkin rice, spicy fried potato shreds ... all over the table, although small, it is pure natural and pollution-free. The life of "we open your window, overlook the garden and fields, and talk about mulberry and hemp with cups in our hands" is worth tasting. In addition, through the pavilion shaded by bamboo curtains, you can see lush mountains and listen to the flowing water and the cool breeze of Moose. Breathing the pure air of Shuimopo, enjoying the cool summer days of Shuimopo and being fascinated by the "Xanadu" deep in the mountains is enough, enough. ...