Veiled in Mist, Dreamlike and Illusionary Danya Mountain of Huizhou
Huizhou Danya Mountain is located in the area bordering Zengqiuzhen Town, Huizhou County, and Hai feng County. Towering peaks, deep valleys, and misty mountain waist with drifting white clouds, rushing streams and creeks beneath, and scattered villages interspersed, creating a scene reminiscent of a paradise on earth.
Having long heard of its renowned name, I felt a yearning to visit, but various reasons prevented me from going, so I searched for many hikers' shares online to see the majestic and continuous mountains, the misty mountain waist, and the scenery under the blue sky with the wind blowing through the grass.
Finally, at the weekend, I managed to get a chance to reach the summit of Huizhou Danya Mountain. Along the way, I imagined howling like a wolf beneath the great mountains and rivers, and someone responded from the opposite side. However, the sky was not as beautiful as expected, and the entire journey was shrouded in mist, Danya Mountain.
The winding and rugged mountain road was bumpy and uneven, twisting and turning between the yellowish and decaying rocks.
The 'misty Danya Mountain' is true to its name. The whole journey lacked the ethereal feeling that other hikers described, with my eyes struggling to see ahead.
As I continued, there were intervals where the mist dispersed, and another turn brought me a lone, majestic tree standing by the roadside, which caught my eye.
I paused to observe that this small hillside had shrubs growing against the trend. Note: my phone was not tilted, and there was a tree to the right for reference. The 115-degree upward-growing small tree brought a sense of boundless vitality.
Another turn revealed another beautiful scene: mist ahead, road beneath my feet, and a distant view. I longed to reach out and peel back that mysterious veil to reveal the clear scenery under a bright sky.
The mist lingered in the mountains, with visibility gradually decreasing as the altitude increased, and everything within one meter became a vast expanse of white. For safety's sake, I had to descend with regrets.
Reaching the bottom of the mountain, I looked back at the winding uphill road, which was difficult to imagine how I had mustered such courage when climbing up.
Although this journey wasn't perfect, the heavy fog prevented me from seeing the distant views like other hikers, and experiencing the majestic and spirited atmosphere of the entire mountain range, it did allow me to feel the rising moisture and the dreamlike, surreal scenery in this remote, cloud-filled area.
When the flowers bloom in spring and the sun shines brightly, I will return to Danya Mountain. What a beautiful Danya Mountain!
