An Shan Ancient Road is located in the southwest of Jingling Town. We started from Koizumi Creek Bridge and marched all the way to anshan village facing the sun.

This ancient mountain road is quite flat, with bluestones and pebbles, running parallel to Koizumi Creek and winding all the way forward.

There are beds of tea trees along the ancient road. Because it is winter, no tea farmers work, dark green tea trees are lush and tidy, and there are tea flowers on the tea branches. The white petals and yellow stamens are fresh and beautiful, which always makes me feel that this flower is sweet!

The branches of the tea in the sun are upright, and it seems to be covered with a white sweater, shining with delicate light. Under the sweater, it seems that you can hear their cries for sunshine. What flows between the veins is not only nutrition, but also the joy of life.

Of course, the most eye-catching thing is the aquatic plants (moss and aquatic plants, I don't know which is more appropriate) at the bottom of the river, just like an intoxicating touch of green in spring, which touches your heart. I don't know how they did it, but they just took root on the stones at the bottom of the river bed, leaving the stream shallow, swaying with the running water, or standing still. Intoxicated by this touch of green, I seem to see Sun Dasheng, with his hair growing, and every pore seems to be written with the lofty sentiments of unyielding and fighting. This touch of green is more and more lovely.

In fact, Nanpo Tan is not the most beautiful tan on this road, but the blue-green color contained in this pool reminds me of reading a poem by Li Bai. "Cormorant, parrot cup. Thirty-six thousand days in a hundred years, you have to pour three hundred cups a day. Looking at the duck's head green in Hanshui from a distance, it's just like the beginning of grapes. What color is duck head green? Isn't it this pool of water in front of you? Dissolve the blue of the sky, turn the green of the green hills, just the right cyan! The drunken violet, seeing this pool of green wine, is it necessary to drink 3 glasses!

2-3 meters ahead of Pipatan, there is a maple tree at the water's edge, the leaves have fallen halfway, and the red and yellow maple leaves occasionally fall without wind. Under the slanting tree, five stubborn stones form a complete coffee table and seat. In this narrow valley, they are surrounded by mountains and cared for by the warm sun. Sitting under the tree, closing my eyes, I feel that the sunshine is deeply sucked into my chest and my insides are smooth. Wherever they go, they bring warmth and healing. Wonderful!

at the foot of anshan village, the two streams meet, and there are two roads, one leading to Huguo Temple and Jianguo Village, and the other to anshan village. These antique names, coupled with the field trails, vaguely felt that this was a paradise. The general with a horizontal knife immediately abandoned his armor and returned to the field, without swords and shadows, only how can I tell, through all these clouds? in this square inch.

so we enjoy and daydream all the way, and get the colorful nature into our eyes. However, this is wonderful, how can it be without people's participation? I met a couple on the road and said that they would go with us. I thought there would be a pleasant conversation, but I found that these two people had nothing to say to us. They even took out their mobile phones and brushed their own, and they played wherever they sat down, and soon disappeared from our sight. Later, I met a couple who came down from anshan village head-on, and asked us about the distance. They held hands and smiled. Although they reached middle age, they were natural and harmonious, and asking for directions became very pleasant. There are many kinds of life, and there is nowhere to escape.

There are also farmers who work in the fields and on the roads. Facing strangers, they naturally talk to each other like acquaintances. The aunt who dug for sweet potatoes showed off her harvest and plans, the uncle who watered greeted us, and the uncle who carried the wood naturally talked about the disposal of the wood on her shoulders. They are not young, and the uncle who carries wood is even in his seventies, but they all look healthy and vigorous, which makes me feel envious and sigh with emotion when I climb a slope, panting like an ox and coughing. Hard work and hardship have sharpened them and given them a good health. God is really fair.

In winter, hiking on the ancient Anshan Road is warm and sunny, with blue sky and blue haze, beautiful scenery and shallow streams, which makes you feel relaxed and happy. In winter, with its most simple posture, the most beautiful colors are interpreted. This peace of mind is my mountain, which really makes sense!