I went to Sanmenxia at the end of August.

Before that, I didn't have a deep impression on this city. I even thought that there must be something different between Sanmenxia and the Three Gorges. Until I met a friend of Sanmenxia, I probably understood after repeated explanations that the Three Gorges and Sanmenxia are not the same place, and there is no necessary connection between them.

I took a green leather car from Xi 'an, and it was already past 9 pm when I arrived. My friend waited for a long time. Fortunately, he was not impatient and impatient. When he got out of the platform, he saw him at a glance, and there was a girl beside him, who was his girlfriend.

It's a little late, and the night wind blows in bursts, dissipating the heat of the whole day. I heard that the night view of Sanmenxia is beautiful, so it's just the right time to think about it.

My friend came by car, so I had a chance to enjoy the scenery by car. The lights of Sanmenxia in the night complement each other. The hustle and bustle during the day is always busy, but now it is covered with a layer of gloom, and there is no rush. Freedom is mixed with a little mystery. The streets that flash by are bright in a line, especially in the night.

we crossed the city and entered the river bank road. The road was narrow, slightly wider than the one-way street, and only allowed two cars to drive at the same time. The trees on both sides of the road were rich, the street lamps stood orderly, the orange lights were connected together, and the shadows of branches and trunks were graceful, drawing a series of shadows on the ground.

The scene with the initials D immediately popped up in my mind. The scene of chasing on Panshan Highway is surprisingly similar to that on Hedi Road, except that there is a tofu truck missing.

Hedi Road used to be the core of Sanmenxia, which is a big river that runs through the whole city. Not far away is the continuous Nanshan Mountains. The mountains are not high, covered with green, and the peaks are stacked with camphor trees, which is full of the inherent beauty and awe-inspiring in the Central Plains.

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, the scenery is beautiful. From the perspective of geomantic omen, this is a treasure trove. When you climb to the south peak, you can see that the whole urban area of Sanmenxia is rectangular, and it is divided into two halves with the south peak as the center, which perfectly follows the golden mean that China people have been adhering to since ancient times.

My friend's house is near Hedi Road, and the night is already deep. Today's trip ended, and I sent the girls all the way back, and then I went home.

I have met my friends' parents several times, and as two intellectuals, I have a very good impression. I happen to be at a fork in my life, so it is also an important goal to exchange gains and losses with my uncles and aunts and listen to experience this time.

My aunt is very kind. Knowing that I arrived today, I deliberately left dinner. It was already time for a rest, but I couldn't help chatting with my aunt for a while. Kind people are always more kind.

on a freezing day, it was raining in the sky. I went out early in the morning, and everything last night was gone. It felt like I was in a completely strange place.

It's not the first time that I feel this way. Day and night in every place are like two worlds. Even in my hometown where I have lived for more than 21 years, I still think night is more lovely and pleasant than day.

Sanmenxia is a stranger after all. It's a new friend. It's very generous. Just after enjoying the sultry night, it's proud of it in a blink of an eye, and it's full of prosperity during the day.

"You can't come to Sanmenxia without going to Yellow River Park." There is pride in a friend's voice.

I haven't heard of it before. I am full of curiosity. "Is there really a Yellow River in the Yellow River Park?"

"That's natural. The Yellow River Park is built on the Yellow River. The Yellow River seen here is real, but it really can't be real."

I'm from Shanxi, and I grew up on the Loess Plateau. I'm inextricably linked with the Yellow River, but I've never seen this big yellow river for such a long time.

The drizzle is swaying, and the breeze caresses my face through the window. From a distance, the winding river is faintly visible, but it is not yellow.

I finally saw the Yellow River. From a distance, it was not yellow, nor was it yellow from a close look. From a close look, it seemed that the whole river surface in Huang Chengcheng was extremely turbid and wonderful.

We are driving along the river, the river surface is tortuous and changeable, and the banks are covered with vegetation. From time to time, insects and birds are singing in the green. I don't know where the fragrance of fragrant plum flowers comes from, and I breathe deeply. The rich fresh oxygen makes people float.

The Yellow River passed through Sanmenxia, and it also learned its generosity. Its graceful figure is fully displayed, and its green and fragrance are even more fascinating.

halfway through, an iron gate crosses the road.

We had to get off and walk. The rain was still falling, and it was cool and refreshing on my face. I always loved rain, and I liked to let my thoughts fly in the rain, just like the Scottish bagpipes at the beginning of Titanic, long and empty.

Now it's just like this. It doesn't rain much, but the pedestrians on the road are empty. There are few people along the way, and it's rare to look at the Yellow River next to it.

After a long walk, there is still no end in sight. My friend told me that this road will lead all the way to other provinces, and it will take a long time to walk there, so we have to give up.

I've known the Yellow River this time, so it's interesting to leave some mysteries and some expectations for seeing you next time.

The destination is a wooden bridge on the river in Xiao Xie. When you get on the bridge, you go forward, and swans flutter their wings lazily and sing to pedestrians.

"Look!" As my friend pointed out, a bird with green and blue flew by, leaving an arc.

I didn't have time to sigh, and my eyes were quickly attracted again. It was a lotus, which should have faded after the morning, and now it is slim and graceful.

hanging around the lotus leaves the whole body and mind purified, which will drag on the blessing of the rain. If it weren't for this drizzle, how could you see such a beautiful lotus?

So I looked up and kissed the rain gently. The feeling of coolness was delicate and gentle. It seemed to understand my heart and brushed my cheek mischievously.

Continue to set out. The destination of the single-plank bridge is Xiao Xie. The small pavilion is located in the dense grass. Looking up, you can see that the river and the lotus flowers set each other off, and sitting inside, the harmony of nature is coming.

when we came back from another road, the bluestone board was covered with fallen leaves, and the drizzle fell, splashing fine water.

After walking for a long time, I saw a white fragment on the ground in the distance, shiny, and stepped forward. It turned out to be a snail, with flesh and blood faintly visible under the white shell.

This is indeed a magical place. Sanmenxia people have not forgotten their respect for nature while vigorously developing modern cities, opening up this world and leaving pure land for these birds, birds and flowers.

And these messengers of nature never forget to give back, and they are generous and hospitable, echoing the spirit of Sanmenxia from afar, forming its unique characteristics.

Time passed quickly. One day passed in a hurry. In the evening, I found an authentic barbecue shop and served several barbecues. Needless to say, it was really delicious.

It's been a few days since I came to Sanmenxia in a blink of an eye. During this period, I made some new friends. They uphold the consistent style of Sanmenxia, which made me feel full of enthusiasm in Sanmenxia.

We drove around all day. Sanmenxia is not small. We visited it all over.

I chatted with my uncle and aunt for a long time in the evening. Both of them are top student, and my studies are beyond my reach. But the sharing of many life experiences inspired me and relieved many immediate puzzles.

Today, we are going to set off again, aiming at the characteristic tourist scenic spot of Sanmenxia, Pit Yard.

Last night, I suddenly remembered this unique scenery, and my friend shouted that this is definitely a good place to see.

Aunt nodded and deeply agreed: "This is really a good place." Uncle echoed: "Go and have a look, it's quite good."

as a foreigner, I don't have any right to speak, but my longing is beyond words. Due to the darkness, it is late at night, so I have to Baidu ahead of time and do some strategies.

The journey is not too short. After walking for nearly an hour, I finally arrived out of Sanmenxia City.

The four of us set out lightly, and the first thing we saw was a huge stone wall with hundreds of China surnames carved in Chinese characters and Oracle Bone Inscriptions.

Strong ethnic characteristics are coming to our face. The pit yard is a scenic spot that reflects ethnic characteristics. The khaki gate is like the skin of the working people, and it is also the color of the land on which the working people live.

beyond the gate, there are more than twenty cave houses built in the pit.

Walking through a narrow and long tunnel, I saw a square quadrangle. The houses around the courtyard were all curved roofs, typical cave buildings. When I entered, I found that the house was deep and there was no light inside, which was quite gloomy.

There are many black-and-white photos and newspaper posters posted on the wall in the 1971s. Young people in that era always have sparkling eyes, and they are absorbed in taking photos, staring at the boss with a serious expression.

Sun Shaoping in "Ordinary World" immediately jumped into sight. No matter the time or the state, he was almost like the young man in the photo in front of him. I'm afraid Mr. Lu Yao would laugh and call it a coincidence when he saw it.

My friend told me that we were already in the pit. I looked up and saw that there was nothing unusual. Naturally, I didn't believe it. In order to prove that we were walking up the stairs.

The yard was really in the pit, underground, and I felt incredible until I saw it with my own eyes. You know, people lived here less than ten years ago.

We went back to the pit, crossed the slender tunnel again, and went to another yard, the same quadrangle and the same cave, but we felt different.

it took me a long time to discover that this is a building complex with extremely reasonable planning. There are twenty pits, each of which is connected by a tunnel, and each pit has steps leading to the outside of the pit. Each pit is concentrated with different national cultures.

Paper-cutting, inkstone, movie, shadow play, marriage customs, stove, Facebook, etc. Each pit is a cultural essence.

We have been walking all the 21 pits. Time seems to have stopped here, and the residents have moved away. As a scenic spot, the atmosphere of people's daily life has been perfectly preserved during maintenance and repair. I even feel that the owner of the house is only going out temporarily, and he will come back soon.

He took his hoe to plough the land, and the harvested grain was stored in the granary, earning money to buy two or two red-headed ropes and tying beautiful braids for his daughter under kerosene lamps.

The life scene of that era unfolded slowly before my eyes. I remembered the rich son written by Yu Hua in "Living", and his life was generally like this. I also remembered Yang Bailao in "The North Wind Blows", who worked hard for one year only to buy a red rope for her daughter in the New Year.

We should be grateful to have been born in a beautiful era, and we should know how extravagant it was to have enough to eat in those years.

When we came out from the back door, we saw an antique snack street. Because it was not the peak season, most shops did not open. My friend told me that there were many "handkerchiefs" in Sanmenxia and even the whole catering industry in Henan.

This is where the best donkey meat is burned. I came here at an unfortunate time. The store didn't open the door. After thinking about it, I was relieved. Again, leave some thoughts and expectations for the next meeting.

When I come back, the night falls again, and the good times always go by quickly. I will leave this land and this beautiful and generous city tomorrow.

I may be sad in my heart, but all good things must come to an end. Fortunately, I left many regrets. I haven't finished the road in the Yellow River Park, I haven't eaten the best donkey meat on fire, and I haven't had enough room for this generous friend.

well, never say goodbye, we will meet by chance, and we will eat a bowl of authentic mutton soup and bread on our way home, which will draw a satisfactory end to this journey.