Baidi mountain

Baidi mountain

Baidi mountain is located in the east of Fengjie County and the west of Qutang gorge. It is the starting point of the Three Gorges of the Yangtze River. From here to nanjinguan, Yichang, the Three Gorges project is 193 kilometers long, with steep cliffs on both sides and rapids between beaches and gorges. Because of the precipitous terrain, it is often a must for military strategists in the past dynasties.

Historical evolution

Baidi mountain is located at the exit of the Caotang River on the North Bank of the Yangtze River. The situation is very dangerous. It is a place for military strategists of all ages. Looking to the east from here, you can see the Chijia and Bailin mountains, which are steep and towering. Double room confrontation, like two doors. When the river rushes to the entrance of Qutang gorge, it will see the waves on the bank, stir up the whirlpool, break through the door and go down for thousands of miles. Li Bai, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a seven character quatrain praising: "when the emperor left the White Emperor in the dynasty, the river mausoleum was still thousands of miles away in one day. The sound of the apes on both sides of the Strait can't stop, and the boat has passed the mountains. "

Baidi city is located on the purple Baidi mountain, 4 kilometers away from Fengjie City, formerly known as Ziyang City, is an ancient city with a long history. At the end of the Western Han Dynasty, Gongsun Shu occupied Shu as the king and built a city for self-defense. Because a well in the city was often white, like a hundred dragons flying up, Gongsun Shu was called Baidi and renamed Baidi city.

Baidi city is located on the North Bank of the Yangtze River, 8 kilometers east of Fengjie city. It is surrounded by mountains on one side, water on three sides, high gorge on the back and Yangtze River on the front. It is a magnificent scenic spot on the Three Gorges tourism line.

In Baidi temple, there are many poems, inscriptions and more than 1000 cultural relics and handicrafts on display. Among them is the famous Bashu copper sword at the turn of the spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period. Its shape is like a willow leaf and its craftsmanship is exquisite. When visitors watch it, they deeply praise the wisdom and craftsmanship of the ancient Ba people. There are more than 70 intact steles on display in the two forest of Steles in the East and West. The Sui Dynasty steles have a history of 13400 years.

In the eastern forest of Steles, Fenghuang stele and Zhuye stele are the most attractive.

Baidi city is picturesque with many historic sites. It has become a must for Chinese and foreign tourists to visit the Three Gorges. Today's Baidi city is built in the Ming and Qing Dynasties. There are Mingliang hall, Wuhou Temple, viewing Pavilion, Wangjiang tower, painted gold statues of Liu Bei, Zhuge Liang, Guan Yu and Zhang Fei, and hanging coffin exhibition in Fengxiang gorge.

After the completion of the Three Gorges project, the water level rises. Baidi city will be surrounded by water and become a fairyland in the world. The scenery will be more beautiful and charming, and the cruise ship can go directly to the city.

Legend of Baidi mountain

The mountain of Baidi city turned out to be a treasure. Five dragons wanted to rob it. As a result, Ziyang City was robbed by the mountain dragon, but the other four were not. Standing in the distance, it's strange to see the terrain of Baidi city. The other four mountain ranges are not extended. They are either blocked by the river or separated by the ditch. Only the only son Yang Mountain is like a dragon's mouth opening to pick up Baidi city. Therefore, the terrain of Baidi city is called "Five Dragons holding saints" or "Five Dragons grabbing treasures".

It is said that when the five dragons snatched the treasure, the flying dragon was unwilling to see the purple dragon snatched it, and insisted on fighting for the treasure. If it doesn't matter, the two mountains will close to block up the water. When the people see that the mountains are long and straight, the flood will submerge the sky. The flood will submerge the sky! They all worked together to dig the mountain. But no matter how much is dug in the daytime, it will grow in the evening. As a result, the goddess gave people a dream. She said that it was impossible to dig like this. The earth and stone excavated should be stamped with gold bucket, and then poured on the side after measuring the silver bucket, so that the mountain would not grow again. As a result, people dug the mountains according to the way instructed by the goddess, and the mountains did not grow at night. Later, in order to suppress the dragon, it was not allowed to rob the treasure again, so as not to block the water after the mountains grew. So a temple called Feilong temple was built in the place of Feilong qicunzi.

Listen to the waves in Baidi mountain

Baidi City, located at the mouth of Qutang gorge, is famous for Liu Bei's resolute support of the orphans. Baidi mountain has become more and more enchanting because of the aura of the Three Kingdoms. The pilgrimage always follows the ancient rhythm, from the bottom of the valley to the top of the mountain, from the riverside to the gorge, devoutly crossing the Three Kingdoms culture. Every time I climb Baidi mountain, I think foolishly that the history of the scenery of the Three Kingdoms should not be just written in books. In Baidi mountain, on the top of the majestic Kuimen, in the beautiful Three Gorges of the Yangtze River, in the towering Goddess Peak, where is not a history book, where there is no memory of the vicissitudes of time. As a native of the Three Gorges, I was once proud of its beauty, elegance and seclusion. Every time I traveled far away, I never forgot to recommend it to my friends. Maybe it's because I'm too familiar with it, or maybe it's because generations of literati have given it too much favor, so I'm always afraid to touch it with words. Even one word. When I was about to leave Fengjie, I had the idea to write about Baidi mountain.

That night's Moonlight, like washed with water, was clear, bright and quiet, like a shy girl standing at the top of a mountain, at the mouth of Qutang gorge, and in the middle of the surging Yangtze River. And this kind of night, the most easy to ferment than people's emotions. Especially a group of literati, how can we not be arrogant? A group of people buy wine, buy vegetables, and even take out the phone to contact their friends in Baidi literary management office, asking them to keep a room, saying that they are going to have a night in Baidi mountain. The car walked slowly along the Meixi river. When it came to the foot of Baidi mountain, it was dark. I've climbed Baidi mountain countless times, but it's my first time at night. It is so quiet, so quiet, so deep, but it can never be felt in the daytime. As we ascended the stairs, our careful friends happily counted the stone stairs. Sure enough, it's not a bad step. When we got to the top of the mountain, our friends from the cultural management office welcomed us down with lanterns. We joked all the way up to the top of the mountain, as if the moon was hanging on our heads, reaching out to pick it. After washing, a group of people came to a step facing Kuimen and sat on the ground. The wind came from the mouth of the gorge, gently hit on the face and body, like bathing, and soon it was cool from the outside to the inside. I don't know who is on the spur of the moment. I ask you, who has ever bathed in the wind like this? Is it more noble than taking a sauna in the city? Naturally, everyone was laughing. But the smile returned to smile, but after a friend's prompt, everyone seemed to have just come out of the bathroom, and some even opened their arms and howled in the wind. The sound was rough, distant and heavy. Although it spread far away, it was soon blocked by the steep stone wall and fell back to our ears, echoing for a long time. Such a beautiful night, such a beautiful moonlight, such a beautiful scenery, is the desperate situation that many people dream of! We listen to the wind blowing from ancient times, the sound of waves coming from the river of history, the sound of sirens coming through the tunnel of time and space. Happy writers and poets, like children, stand at the entrance of the gorge, drinking wine in the wind, drinking with passion, as if they can't be happy without being drunk. The moonlight flows into our blood along our throat and liquor. The wind of the isthmus is intertwined with history. It gently washes our tired souls, and the huge sound of the waves on the shore will push us to the ancient times and pull us back to reality. Drink a bowl of wine, chant a poem by Li Bai and Liu Yuxi, and then yell at the surging Yangtze River. The momentum seems to be to get Kuimen drunk and wake up the waves.

Such beautiful scenery reminds me of the great poet Bai Juyi. I wonder if he has ever been here, or if he drinks and sings poems like us. Will there be beautiful women to accompany? Once the wings of imagination are open, they are like a net spread, but they can't be closed. The three-dimensional animation made up of moonlight, wine and lovers is always changing and floating around in front of us, like a dream, like a fantasy, like a fairy. I am deeply intoxicated in the moonlight night, in the profound culture of Baidi mountain, and in the broad arms of Qutang gorge. How I think this moment can become eternal, the secular self eclosion into a dream. I don't know when my friend began to sing again, but it sounds like the song was drunk. The song spread to the gorge, and even the once invincible Qutang gorge was drunk. And the mountain, the water, the fog, the month, all drunk with us in the early summer moonlight. My friend was really drunk and stumbled back to the hotel. But I wake up alone, then invite a best poet, help each other to the foot of the mountain near the river. The moon was still so bright that it made the river bed silvery white. At the confluence of the river and the Yangtze River, mist can be seen rising faintly. My friends and I marveled at the beauty of the tranquility in front of us, a kind of worship to Baidi mountain, Qutang gorge and mother river. I simply lie on the grass with my clothes, my head is like a pillow on the waves, the heartbeat of the shore hits my heartbeat, one after another; and the rhythmic sound of the waves in my ears is like percussion music, more like an immortal symphony. Occasionally, a bold motor boat passed through the gorge, suddenly turned us white, and mercilessly drove away our dreams. We don't respect the captain for his bravery in such a moment. On the contrary, we are disgusted. Not only did he destroy the tranquility, beauty and seclusion in front of us, but more importantly, his barbarism and ignorance (the ship can't cross the Three Gorges at night) made us think the reality worse. When everything around is quiet again, our dream starts from the shore. Open your eyes, looking up at the top of the moon, I suddenly feel that I am not lying, but really

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