Chapter 8 drive past the Dabie Mountains

That year, when I went from Hubei to Nanjing, I had to cross 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.It was a problem with the oil circuit. The carburetor was dismantled, and the oil pipes were dismantled and blown one by one. It was early winter, and 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 residual tidbits, like snowflakes scattered in the winter.There is an island on the reservoir, which is on the left side when viewed from the road.There is also a fishing boat on the water, and the fishermen use a kind of net to catch fish on the boat.

Standing here, it is easy to think of Bahe. Bahe is connected with Xishui and Tuanfeng, and is divided into Shangbahe and Xiabahe. Tuanfeng is called Shangbahe, and Xishui is called Xiabahe. The unique feature of the lotus root is that it has nine holes, one more than the regular lotus root. The lotus root in Zhima Lake in Xiahe is the best. The lotus root is white like snow, tender, sweet and crisp. It can be eaten as fruit, stewed in soup, or made into dessert. .It is said that eating lotus root with nine holes will make people very smart. There is no scientific evidence for this legend. What is far-fetched is that there is a humanities circle in Bahe. Wen Yiduo, a literati, is originally from Bahe Town, Xishui.Among the famous people in Shangbahe, there are writer Qin Zhaoyang, scientist Li Siguang, military strategist Lin Biao, politician Bao Huiseng, philosopher Xiong Shili, etc. It is not easy to count. In this humanistic circle, the person I admire is 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 on the hill. Reddish.There are clouds in the sky, the sun flickers, and the small warm sun sets off the cold and lonely winter.On the vegetable field on the hillside, there are round cabbage and red cabbage moss with yellow flowers.At the fork in the town, there are occasional sugarcane sellers wearing cotton hats and sleeves standing. The sugarcane in front of them is supported in a cone shape, and there are freshly peeled sugarcane skins at their feet.

Yingshan produces tea, I often drink Yingshan green tea, it is not so good, but it is close to us, and the tea is cheap.Yingshan tea has tight and thin strands, gray-black in color, and when brewing, there may be a few 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 was getting dark, there was no moon, only dim starlight, and I met a walking tractor on the road, but never saw another car.The walk-behind tractor has only one single lamp, the muffler of the diesel engine stands upright, and the sound of chug chug floats among the mountains.Dabie Mountain at night is quiet and majestic. Looking up from the highway in the valley, it is difficult to see the peak of Wei'e, and the dark valley seems to be 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. The sky was a dark blue or a dark blue. The sky was high and far away. Above the mountains, there were some stars hanging. In the sky close to the top of the mountain.Suddenly, I saw a light on the mountainside. I thought it was a star for a moment, but it was an orange light. There was a family on the mountain there. The mountain had fallen asleep, and only the light was awake.The canyon of the Dabie Mountains is very wide, and the mountain is majestic. It is a huge, thick black shadow, and the orange-yellow solitary light is shining alone in the quiet mountain.

What a distant dream.I am walking in the depths of history, like falling into an endless and profound 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 mountain bend, I may 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 different brightnesses. The stars in the sky give people a lonely chill, and the lights on the mountainside are a kind of lonely warmth, which is so faintly lonely that it is hopelessly warm.I thought to myself that under the solitary lamp, there might be a mountain girl quietly embroidering. She was sitting beside An Xiang’s mother, who was holding the soles of her shoes with a thick sona. smoking a pipe and 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.