By the time it arrived, it was already dark, and the persimmon trees separated by the courtyard wall were red and yellow, and the colors were dotted in the night. It was really beautiful. The autumn wind is intoxicated, and the top of the mountain is already chilly. My daughter, who likes snow best, said that she should bring a cotton-padded jacket next time.
Baiyun temple ritual Buddha
The next morning, we drove to Baiyun Temple not far from the village. The road still turns with the mountain, and many places turn sharply and even need to brake, go backwards and turn again. Mo Daojun left early, and there were more early pedestrians. On the steps of the main hall, someone has asked for incense and firecrackers. This ancient temple, built in the Zhenguan period of the Tang Dynasty, is dedicated to the 9.9-meter-long white jade Guanyin, which is said to be the famous Guanyin Bodhisattva Dojo in history. Although my heart turned to Buddha, I never worshipped Buddha, so I had to explore by a side door. On one side of the main hall, a 1300 yew accompanied the temple through the storm. I saw several people climb up from a low place and walk down the stone steps. Everyone has two caves dedicated to gods. Further down, the water in a release pond is almost dry, with a few faint reds, jumping with the power of life: several red carp are also moving and still. Tea trees are flourishing and palm leaves are wanton.
On the way down the mountain, I have been sighing, if only I could walk, but unfortunately I have two more children. On the high cliff, the virgin forest has not been planted artificially. Persimmons, chestnuts, peaches, green tea, chrysanthemum tea and camellia oil are all gifts from nature. In particular, the clear spring flowing on the top of the mountain nourishes one side of the water and soil. It would be nice to have a room with persimmons on the back of the mountain. However, at this stage of China, cities always seem to be more attractive than rural areas. They build nests, a young man, work or go to school or study. Most returnees can't stay in the city. Investors and tourists swarmed in. A friend of a friend invited him to invest in his hometown, but he refused. He wants to keep the mountains, the water and the hard-to-find original ecology. Money can be earned anywhere, but the over-exploitation of many beautiful mountain villages makes the fond memories of childhood gone forever.
Fishing in Junmin Reservoir
Meet the fishing in military and civilian reservoirs. This reservoir of more than 10,000 mu has the scale of a lake and a sea. On the way from Nanchang, the reservoir followed all the way. Roughly speaking, it took half an hour by car. Green hills and beautiful waters, mountains and rivers blend, and ink painting is natural.
We enjoyed the beautiful scenery of the seaside, but the fish in the water were ungrateful at all. Three people with five strokes, one person with one tail, or fish with one finger or two fingers wide, or crucian carp with five fingers wide, lasted for the whole morning. The good news is that the pleasure of fishing is not in the fish, but in the mountains and rivers.
Red and yellow persimmons
My friend said that persimmon festival is held here every year. Unfortunately, when we arrived, the festival still came. I like eating persimmon since I was a child, but I have never seen persimmon trees in my hometown. I remember that when I went to a village in Ganzhou, I saw a tall persimmon tree by the stream, red as fire and yellow as orange, but I could only see it from a distance. At this time, one tree, all the way, mature persimmons are covered with branches, the low ones are within reach, and the high ones are carrying persimmon artifacts, so you can pick as many as you want. Suddenly there is a sense of satisfaction that is easy to achieve.
Relatives and friends introduced that a group of tourists came in to buy persimmons. A friend's family immediately grabbed a long bamboo pole and carried a big bamboo basket. Soon, a large basket of persimmons with slightly greenish yellow color was placed in front of them. Open the bright red persimmons and eat them casually. When they are ripe, pack them and sell them. Stick it on the stem of the persimmon to be cooked when you want to eat it? Two toothpicks can be enjoyed the next day.
Besides oral addiction, I prefer persimmon itself, or the mature color of persimmon. The red and yellow, scattered in the fields of the village and the forest of the country, is a harvest scene, which is intoxicating.