Chapter 11 Fun in the mountains

Being in the Hunger Hell, bombed by planes that were not possible when the Hell was built, my life is ten times more miserable than the hungry ghosts in Hell. However, to use a metaphor, in the passionate music of the heroic symphony, there is no shortage of scenes like Mozart's serenade. The mountains and forests of Göttingen are serenades. The mountains in Göttingen are not high mountains with strange rocks, there are more soil than stones; but they do have the momentum of mountains.The Bismarck Tower on the top of the mountain stands high on the top of the mountains. When the clouds and mists rise, the top of the tower exposed in the chaotic clouds looks like Penglai Fairy Mountain.

The most fascinating thing is not the mountain, but the forest.I haven't been able to figure out how big this jungle is after ten years of living. Anyway, I can't get to the end after a few hours of walking.There are mainly poplars and oaks in the forest, and willows, elms, and pagoda trees, which are common in China, seem to have never been seen.Even more fascinating is the meadow in the forest.Germany is not cold in winter, and the grass is almost green all year round.There is a lot of snow in winter, and the green grass does not sleep under the snow cover. As long as the snow is pulled off, the verdant grass will be revealed immediately.At the turn of winter and spring, there are small white flowers, which the Germans call "Snow Bell", which break through the snow and become a symbol of spring.Soon after, spring will really come to the land, and the forest will be full of flowers everywhere, creating a beautiful world.

In summer, the rainy season comes, and there is a lot of rain in Göttingen. I have never heard of any drought.The grass and trees, which were already green, now look more green and compelling after being watered by the rain.The entire mountain forest, together with the grass within it, are all green, and the green seems to fill the sky, fill the sky and the earth, green, green, green everywhere, and other colors seem to disappear all of a sudden.The mountains and forests in the rain have a special flavor.The continuous rain, intertwined with the dark green, forms a magical and confusing net.I am often alone, without any umbrella or raincoat, walking alone in this big net covering the world.Except for the surrounding trees and the green grass under my feet, there seemed to be nothing. I felt quite like the Buddha Sakyamuni, "I am the only one in the sky and the world".

As soon as it turns into autumn, it is the most beautiful season in the Göttingen Mountain Forest.I once described the autumn colors of Columbia City in the article "Recalling Zhangyong", which was praised by my friends, so I simply copied it here: Autumn in Göttingen is beautiful, so beautiful that it is so mysterious that it is impossible to say, and it is impossible to think of it.Has anyone seen futuristic paintings?A mountain forest to the east of this small town is a futuristic painting in autumn.You look up and see a dazzling splendor.As long as yellow is mentioned, there are countless grades, ranging from light yellow to deep yellow close to brown, spread unevenly on the tops of an autumn forest, mixed with the dark green of holly trees, and dotted with a star here and there. The bright red paints the bleak autumn colors with a bleak beauty.I think, seeing the above description, the scenery of the autumn mountains in Columbia is as vivid as it is now.

In winter, the mountains and forests are often covered with heavy snow.Because the temperature is not low, the cover will not melt for too long; and because it often snows, it is always covered with snow.Part of the forest above is still green; the grass under the snow is still green.There are lives running up and down.The vitality of Göttingen never seems to stop, even in winter.As soon as winter turns into spring, the vitality of life is no longer covered, so it leaps between heaven and earth visibly. Such is the scene of the four seasons in Göttingen. From the first day I came to Columbia, I fell in love with this mountain forest.When I fell into the hell of hunger, when the planes in the sky were spreading death all the time, as soon as I entered this mountain forest, I immediately felt a sense of security in my heart.It is true that the mountains and forests cannot fill my belly, but the sense of security is particularly valuable when I am hungry.The mountains and forests themselves don't know hunger, let alone a sense of security.When the people in the city were hungry and uneasy when they got off the British plane, the mountains and forests were still lush and green, "still a ten-mile dike in a smoke cage".I really love this kind of mountains and forests, this place has really become my paradise.

I don't know how many times I have come to the mountains alone; I don't know how many times I have come to the mountains with Chinese students or German friends.The most unforgettable trip in my memory was with Zhang Wei and Lu Shijia.We were all in high spirits on this day.As we walked, talked, and played, we really forgot how far we had traveled.We walked, we walked, we have reached the farthest limit we used to go; but we went beyond it without knowing it, and we still went on.The further you go, the deeper the forest, and you don't see any tourists at all.The moss on the road is getting thicker and thicker, and it is a place that is rarely visited by people.There was silence all around, only the sound of our talking and laughing echoed in the forest, melodious and far away.In the distance, in the depths of the forest, I heard the sound on the cypress leaves. I looked up and saw a few frightened sika deer, their eyes widened. After looking at us for a while, they immediately fled to the forest. Go deeper.We came at last to a cliff, which led down into a deep ravine, beyond which there was still endless woods.We can't go on, and we don't want to go on, this is our end of the world.On the way back, it was raining.I hid under a big tree and avoided the rain for a while.However, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, so we had to run forward.To our surprise, we found a wooden gazebo, which is really a good place to shelter from the rain.There was already a German sitting inside.After saying hello, we sat down. We are both people hiding from the rain in the deep forest.We didn't share our first and last names, so we talked nonsense all over the world, just like old friends reunited.

This trip will always remain in my memory, and I will never forget it.The fun in the mountains, of course, is not the only one.There are a lot of trivial things, big and small, that can be written.I am now exempt.The purpose of my writing these things is to show that even in that extremely difficult environment, there is still some fun in life.In any case, life will never be only suffering. This is the Zen machine I realized.