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A view of the Jade Gorge.

Nian Yu Gorge, also known as Yulong Gorge, is located in Longmian Mountain, which is six miles away from Tongcheng City, Anhui Province, and the ancients called this place "Longmian Penglai". The Nian Yu Gorge is 61 meters long, the canyon is narrow and narrow, the cliffs on both sides are steep, the bottom of the Baishi Gorge is in the shape of a fish ridge, there are deep ditches on both sides, the shape is like a "grinding groove". The water flows into the mill, hits the jet, splashes the jade, rolls down, overflows the fan-shaped narrow mouth, gently hangs the stream, and returns to the valley. I like this word very much, and it is not as good as this one when it is replaced by jumping or bumping, and even other verbs. I have been to the Jade Gorge many times, but on a rainy day, I decided to go to the Jade Gorge again to hear the sound of the jade being crushed.

Along the Longmian River where the water level rises in the rainy day to the mountain, the car passes through the Songjialing, the eyes are full of green, as if entering the lush green country, the grass and trees are mixed with the fresh air in the mountains, and at the moment when the window is rolled down, it swims over quickly, allowing you to be transparent; The occasional birdsong or two makes the mountain even more secluded. On the left-hand side of Songjia Lake, there is a beautiful layer of mist floating on it, like a Yaotai fairyland.

After driving in the green country for a short time, you can hear a loud bang in the distance. Parking the car, I carefully navigated through the 4 months of the bushes. The branches of the vigorous trees covered the steps to block the way, and the light grass that I saw on the edge of the pond ridge in the countryside when I was a child scratched a hole in the bare skin if I was not careful. The mountains and forests in front of me were washed by the rain and became more and more eye-catching, and suddenly I heard the rumbling sound of grinding jade, getting closer and closer, as if the sound of heaven.

Amid the sound of jade grinding, I stopped to read the inscription on the edge of the cliff on my left hand, which was engraved with the "Legend of Wandering Jade Gorge" by Liu Dazhu, a representative writer of the Tongcheng faction of the Qing Dynasty. Although I was alone at this time, and there was no wine around me, I seemed to be like Liu Dazhu, who was traveling with good wine and calling friends, so I was so intoxicated that I forgot to go home.

There is a pavilion at the mouth of the cliff, without a name. I walked straight into the pavilion and looked up, only to see a flying stream like a white dragon swimming from the deep mountains, passing through the valley mouth pillow cloud kuma, rolling from the air into the grinding trough. The splash that flew out seemed to be a piece of jade given to me by the ancients. This flying spring gave the Ming Dynasty thinker Fang Yizhi the inspiration to "sit through the ages", and Liao Yifeng, on the left side of the canyon, was the place where he once studied.

In the rumbling sound of the water, I have melted into the elves in the canyon, guarding this "Dragon Sleep Penglai". On a rainy day, I listened to the clear sound of the water and the stone, put the flexible and transparent soul in the stone trough, and then returned in a green coat.