vstars Chapter 154 A Spiritual Journey Beneath the Dabie Mountains
Chapter 154 A Spiritual Journey Beneath the Dabie Mountains
The next stop is Lu'an. This spiritual journey at the foot of Dabie Mountains is truly amazing.
Setting off from Nanyang, with the wheels rolling, the group rushed towards Lu'an, Anhui as if they were going to a long-awaited date.
As soon as you set foot in Lu'an, a fresh breeze with a mountain scent blows in your face, as if it is a hospitable messenger from the Dabie Mountains.
Lu'an, as the central city of the Dabie Mountains, is like a pearl hidden in the folds of mountains and rivers, emitting an ancient and charming glow.
The car slowly drove into the city. The small shops on the street were scattered around, selling various items with local characteristics. The bamboo handicrafts were exquisite and elegant, and the hand-painted scenery of Dabie Mountains was so lifelike that people couldn't help but stop and take a look.
The aroma of delicious food wafts through the streets and alleys, a unique flavor of Lu'an. Take a bite of freshly-cooked Lu'an pot stickers: golden and crispy on the bottom, bite through the dough, and the juicy filling bursts in your mouth. And then there's the mugwort cakes, soft and delicious, with the delicate fragrance of mountain mugwort. Every bite feels like swallowing the spring of the Dabie Mountains.
Zhang Bei opened the live broadcast room. Today's protagonist is Zhang Nan. She has a nice voice and the older brothers and sisters like her very much.
Zhang Nan was not at all stage nervous and talked freely in front of the camera!
Speaking of Lu'an, it is a shining pearl in the Jianghuai region. It has a long history of more than 700 years, and every inch of its land is engraved with the traces of time.
Lu'an took shape in the late Yuan Dynasty and early Ming Dynasty. As a strategic point, it witnessed the transition of dynasties amidst the flames of war. City walls were first built, streets and alleys gradually took shape, and common people settled here, engaging in farming and trade, laying the foundation for the city's initial prosperity.
During the Ming Dynasty, Lu'an became a distribution center for materials in western Anhui due to its advantageous geographical location. Tea, bamboo, wood, and medicinal materials were sold to various places along the ancient official roads and waterways. The market was prosperous, with many shops. The Huizhou architectural style was also quietly integrated into the area. Horse-head walls and small green tiles were scattered in the streets and alleys, and the atmosphere was simple and elegant.
As the camera switches, Zhang Nan continues to introduce that during the Qing Dynasty, Lu'an's culture flourished greatly.
There are many academies here, and the sound of students reciting classics is endless. Many talents who can help the world have been cultivated. Some of them serve as officials in the court, while others write books to add color to their hometown.
At the same time, traditional handicrafts flourished, and Lu'an Guapian tea gained widespread fame during this period, with its unique tea-making techniques passed down to this day. Tea workers adhered to ancient methods, plucking, withering, and roasting each step with meticulous craftsmanship, ensuring that this precious green tea spread its fragrance far and wide, becoming Lu'an's signature brand to the world.
In modern times, Lu'an has weathered many hardships but remained resilient. As the flames of revolution raged across the Dabie Mountains, Lu'an, a core region, enthusiastically participated, contributing significantly to the birth of New China. The revolutionary spirit has since become deeply ingrained in the city's DNA.
After the founding of New China, Lu'an developed rapidly, water conservancy facilities were greatly built, and the Qinshihang Irrigation Project irrigated thousands of hectares of farmland, completely changing the face of agriculture and making the land of fish and rice even more prosperous; industry gradually rose, and industries such as machinery and textiles were created from scratch, injecting new vitality into the city.
Today, Lu'an forges ahead courageously in the new era. Urban development is advancing rapidly, with skyscrapers rising from the ground and a comprehensive transportation network. Ecotourism is flourishing, with Tiantangzhai and Wanfo Lake attracting visitors from all over the world, who immerse themselves in the breathtaking natural scenery and experience the fascinating blend of nature and humanity. Ancient craftsmanship meets modern technology, with Lu'an's melon leaf tea production moving towards intelligent technology, improving both production and quality, and revitalizing intangible cultural heritage.
After seven hundred years of ups and downs, Lu'an has emerged from the depths of history, carrying the ancient charm, heading towards the future, continuing to write a glorious chapter with a vigorous attitude, and continuing to shine its unique light on the land of China.
After the live broadcast, although Zhang Nan said he was not nervous, he was also sweating, hehe!
After a short rest, they headed towards Tiantangzhai.
The mountain road is winding. On one side is a steep mountain wall with layers of rocks, like a history book written by time; on the other side is a deep valley with lush trees blocking out the sun. Occasionally, you can hear the sound of gurgling streams, like the whispers of mountain elves.
Arriving at the Tiantangzhai scenic area, looking up, you will see rolling mountains and a sea of clouds surging among the peaks and forests, like a fairyland.
Zhang Bei was carrying a heavy backpack, but he was in good shape and his eyes were full of amazement at the magnificent mountain scenery.
He walked along the ancient plank road, his fingers gently stroking the railings. The slightly mottled touch caused by years of erosion and the touch of tourists made him feel as if he could touch the figures of the porters and mountain people working hard in the past.
Zhang Nan was like a cheerful little deer, skipping and jumping in front. Sometimes he would squat down to observe the strange flowers and grasses on the roadside, and sometimes he would pull Xiao Tao and point at the mountains in the distance and exclaim, "Sister, look at that mountain, doesn't it look like a giant?"
Xiaotao always had a smile on her face, her eyes full of doting, and she responded softly to every discovery of her sister.
Zhang Tingjian walked with steady steps, stopping from time to time to capture every moving moment with the camera in his hand.
In the camera, the misty mountains, the cascading waterfalls, and the golden rays of light shining through the gaps in the leaves are all frozen in time.
Xiao Xing followed quietly by the side, occasionally picking up a fallen maple leaf and looking at it in the sunlight. The fine veins of the leaf, like the veins of life, recorded the rise and fall of the Dabie Mountains over the years.
Po, the panda dog, was extremely excited. He ran back and forth at everyone's feet, wagging his furry tail like a rattle.
When it comes across an open area, it runs happily. After running for a while, it looks back at its owner, as if urging everyone to walk faster, for fear of missing any beautiful scenery.
Although Li Fugui didn't say much, his eyes were full of intoxication. He looked at the mountains and rivers in front of him, and all the trivial worries in his heart were swept away by the mighty mountain breeze.
In the evening, they stayed in a homestay on the hillside of Tiantangzhai.
The B&B was converted from a local mountain dweller's own house. Its wooden structure and green tile roof exude a strong sense of ancient charm.
The yard is full of various flowers and plants, and there are several fruit trees laden with fruits.
The host enthusiastically served them freshly picked fruits. One bite and the juice overflowed with the sweet taste of the mountains.
As night fell, the temperature in the mountains dropped sharply and everyone sat around the campfire in the yard.
The flames crackled and danced, illuminating every face. Zhang Bei pulled a guitar from his backpack and gently plucked the strings, the melodious music echoing through the valley.
Zhang Nan leaned on her sister's shoulder and hummed softly, and Xiao Xing also clapped her hands to the rhythm.
Zhang Tingjian recounted the revolutionary stories of Dabie Mountains that he had read: Once upon a time, countless passionate young people fought against the enemy in this mountain forest for their ideals and beliefs. They lacked food and clothing, but they held on with their tenacious will.
Those heroes fought through gunfire and hail of bullets just to create a peaceful world for future generations.
As they listened to the story, everyone looked towards the dark mountains in the distance, and a feeling of reverence for their ancestors surged in their hearts, as if they saw the tiny sparks of revolutionary fire burning stubbornly in the night of Dabie Mountains.