Chapter 39 drive past the Dabie Mountains

The car broke down by the Bailianhe Reservoir in Xishui County. Seeing the excitement of Bahe, he was suddenly driven away by anxiety.There was a problem with the oil circuit. The carburetor was disassembled, and the oil pipes were removed and blown one by one. In early winter, the wind was a bit cold.The Bailianhe Reservoir is a vast expanse of white, and the reeds beside the water are vaguely hung with some fluff like residual snow.There is an island on the reservoir. Seen from the road, the island is on the left.There is a fishing boat on the water, and the fisherman uses a kind of fishing rod to catch fish on the boat.

Standing here, I think of the Ba River. The Ba River connects Xishui and Tuanfeng, and is divided into Shangba River and Xiaba River. The side of Tuanfeng is called Shangba River, and the side of Xishui is called Xiaba River.The famous lotus root in Bahe, called Bahe lotus root, has nine holes, one more hole than the regular lotus root. The lotus root in Zhimahu, Zhima Lake, is the best. The lotus root is white like snow, tender, sweet and crisp. It can be eaten as fruit or stewed soup.It is said that people will be very smart if they eat lotus root with nine holes. There is no scientific evidence for this legend, and there is a far-fetched way to prove that there is a cultural circle in Bahe. Among the famous people, there are Qin Zhaoyang as a literati, Li Siguang as a scientist, Lin Biao as a military strategist, Bao Huiseng as a statesman, Xiong Shili as a philosopher, etc. It is not easy to count.In this humanistic circle, I admire Li Siguang.It took about two hours, the oil pipe was cleared, installed, and continued to the Dabie Mountains.Because I wasted two hours, when the car arrived in Yingshan County, the sun set in the west, and the rose-colored sunset smeared on the hill or the villages under the hill. There is a faint old red.The winter sky belongs to clouds, so the setting sun also flickers, and it occasionally shines at the end of the sky, setting off the coldness and loneliness of winter.In the vegetable field on the hillside, there are round cabbages with green fruits and red cabbage sprouts with yellow flowers.At the fork in the town, there may be a sugarcane seller standing with a cotton cap and cotton coat sleeves. The sugarcane is supported by each other to form a conical pile. It is like countless sweet guns when I was a child. Freshly cut sugarcane is piled up at the feet of the sugarcane seller. Skin.

Yingshan produces tea. I often drink Yingshan green tea. It is not a good tea, but it is close to us and the tea is cheap.Yingshan tea has tight and thin strands, gray-black in color, when brewing, there may be several emerald green leaves floating between the light green leaves, giving people a warm spring scene.Entering the foothills of the Dabie Mountains from the hills along the Yangtze River, the mountains become obviously majestic.The people from Naying Mountain are thin, peasant women or country girls wearing flower headscarves, walking lightly on the mountain road. Gradually, the mountain road became steeper and steeper. It got dark and there was no moon in the sky. The mountain road was curved and empty, and occasionally a walking tractor was encountered on the road.The walking tractor has a single light, which is as bright as a sharp sword, piercing the night sky.The 195 single-cylinder diesel engine used in the walking tractor has a very simple muffler, and the chug sound wafts through the mountains with the smell of diesel.Dabie Mountain at night is quiet and majestic. Looking up from the highway in the valley, it is difficult to see the towering peaks, and the dark valley is like the night that was silent hundreds of millions of years ago.The car spiraled up along the winding mountain road and entered the mountains. The night sky suddenly became clear, and the sky appeared dark blue, or a kind of dark blue.Above the mountains, there are some stars hanging, the stars are mysterious, or shining in the sky close to the top of the mountain.Suddenly, I saw a light on the mountainside, and for a moment I thought it was a star, the orange light was like an evening star.There was a family there, and the mountain had fallen asleep, only the lamp was awake.The canyon of the Dabie Mountains is very wide, and the mountains are majestic. Huge and thick black shadows crowd the orange-yellow solitary lights, which light up lonely in the quiet mountains.

What a distant dream.I am walking in the depths of history, like falling into the endless and deep distant time, the stars in the sky are so sparse, and the cries of beasts can be heard from the valleys, and when I pass a bend in the mountain, I can see a few lights hanging in the middle of the mountain, It could be a village.The lights on the mountainside and the stars in the sky have two brightnesses at different times. The stars in the sky give people a chill of loneliness, while the lights on the mountainside give people a kind of lonely warmth, which makes people feel hopelessly lonely.I thought to myself, under that solitary lamp, there might be a mountain girl quietly embroidering flowers. She was sitting peacefully beside her mother, who was holding the soles of her shoes with a thick sona. The lamp might be a tung oil lamp, and the man was smoking a pipe. , weaving bamboo ware.

The car finally turned over the Dabie Mountains and went down the winding mountain road at the east foot, and suddenly saw the lights of Huoshan County.