Clear water, strange peaks, green tea mountains

The moon is hidden behind the nine bends and eighteen turns - a record of rafting in Wuyi Mountain. It would be a great pity if I went to Wuyi but didn't go rafting. Viewing the mountains while rafting is a completely different experience from viewing the mountains while climbing. You will feel like you have turned into a nimble bird, flying slowly and steadily across the two huge painting screens that stretch on both sides of the bank with no end in sight. Perhaps, those mountains have become only blurred silhouettes, but the shock in the heart is indeed unforgettable for a long time. The rafting is carried out on a bamboo raft, which is made of roasted thick bamboo and has several rows of bamboo chairs fixed on it. At the boatman's urging, we all put on our swimsuits, but in the end it turned out to be a safe bet. After we sat down, the boatman standing at the bow pushed the bamboo pole with an iron head at the end, and the bamboo raft slid forward quickly. Through the gaps in the bamboo raft, you can see the light of water swimming forward as fast as silver fish. We were close to the water, but the bamboo raft made me feel like I was in another space. As the bamboo raft slid forward, the vast mountains on both sides and their shadows reflected in the water all receded at an incredible angle. The surface of the water undulated like transparent silk, as if there was a secret force pushing the bamboo raft forward under the water. The water is extremely clear. In the shallow part, you can clearly see the swimming fish and small rocks. But in the deep part, it becomes a bottomless pool of green. The boatman pointed out the scenery and told us all the legends of Toad Rock and Dawang Peak. I felt as if there was a dragon palace lying under the water with a dragon locked up. All kinds of imaginative thoughts rushed into my heart like waves. This feeling is different from boating on the West Lake. In West Lake, people sit in the bright red painted boats with windows wide open, allowing for a panoramic view of the scenery outside. The sunlight shone obliquely through the window, and the figures of the people on the boat were intertwined in light and darkness. Looking outside, I felt as if I was in a constantly moving camera. After the smoke-like woods passed by, an antique stage came into view, with sparse and slanting peach blossoms beside the stage. The lake water here seems to be no different from that elsewhere. But Leifeng Pagoda, Broken Bridge and Su Causeway, which seem to be intermittent and intermittent, are like a faint tune, and the lake water is turbulent in the breeze, which makes people feel the impermanence of the world. If boating on the West Lake is a circuitous and melodious version of "A Journey to Suzhou", then rafting in Wuyi is a wild and interesting folk song. Dawang Peak