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Xianyang Maoling Day Tour

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    When visiting Maoling, the weather had already started to get hot. It was around June 20, 2013.

    For the Guanzhong area, the weather in June is very hot unless it rains. When we went to Maoling that day, it was not too hot. There was some rain the night before, which made the dreary weather tend to be cooler.  .

    Maoling is not too far from downtown Xianyang, so we didn't set off very early. It was around 9:30 before we started from school.

    We took the No. 28 bus directly at the gate of the South District of the school to Xianyang Railway Station, and then looked for the No. 7 special line that directly leads to Maoling, but failed to find it. Then we came out from the bus stop on the east side of the train station.

    There are stalls selling Liangpi and Roujiamo over there. I want to buy one, but Jia Fuliang is not hungry.

    Jia Fuliang looked for the route while looking at his mobile phone. I ate the meat clip and walked towards the bus stop, which was the No. 1 bus stop.

    The route Jia Fuliang found showed that he took the No. 1 bus first and then the No. 13 bus, so after getting on the bus, we set off.  About three or four minutes after the car drove out, we got off the platform and waited for the No. 13 bus. We only sat for one stop on No. 1 bus.

    When we just got off the No. 1 bus, we happened to meet the two beautiful schoolgirls Jia Fuliang hit up at school at that time. They got off the No. 28 bus and walked towards the ktv in the city.

    Not long after, we took the No. 13 bus. The No. 13 bus went west from the east of Renmin Middle Road and passed through Beidajie (Beidajie here refers to Beiping Street. Xi¡¯an also has a Beidajie, but the North Dajie in Xi¡¯an is more  The North Street of Xianyang is famous), Jiahui Market, passing Yindu International, arriving at Fortune Center, continuing westward, crossing Qichang Cross, entering Renmin West Road, driving all the way, and entering the western suburbs of Xianyang.  Once beyond the road in the urban area, the window looks desolate, but along the way, one can see a thousand miles of fertile fields, and the smell of wheat in the wind is refreshing.

    After about half an hour, the car arrived at the intersection of Maoling, and we got out of the car.  We thought we could see Maoling when we got off the bus, but after exploring, we realized that we thought it was too early.

    We walked north from the Maoling intersection of No. 13 Road and passed an overpass on the expressway. The area under the overpass was full of water, which was accumulated after the rain the day before.  The road is very difficult to walk, the entire underside of the overpass is flooded with rainwater, if pedestrians want to pass, they have to step carefully on the few half-sections of bricks exposed on the water, and they have to pass one by one  , or come here.  After the people walking towards me had finished walking, I walked over on the bricks. Jia Fuliang had already passed before me, and he was waiting for me there.

    I stepped on the bricks, three steps at a time, and soon I stepped on the last brick. The passers-by let me pass by, but who would have thought that a van would drive over and quickly cross the overpass through the water?  The ripples quickly covered the bricks and covered my feet, so my feet were instantly soaked.  When I crossed the overpass, Jia Fuliang laughed gloatingly.  I stomped my feet and splashed the water next to Jia Fuliang, and Jia Fuliang couldn't dodge in time.

    We passed the overpass culvert and walked all the way forward. The road surface was potholed and there was water. We walked on the dirt sidewalk on the left and walked against the wall.

    On the northernmost side of the road, we arrived at the Maoling Market, which is very lively. There are several No. 7 tourist buses coming from Xianyang Railway Station parked next to the turntable here.

    The Maoling market is east-west. We walked west along the market road, where fruit sellers, clothing sellers, and snack sellers occupied the entire road leading to it.  walk forward.  In Xianyang, there are several mobile markets a week, and the locations are different every day. I know of three, that is, the market west of the College of Commerce and Trade on Friday, the market near the College of Traditional Chinese Medicine on Wednesday, and the market on Sunday  The market near the Xianyang Coal School section in the northern suburbs.  Those markets are mostly set up near the school, and nearby residents will also be attracted to come.

    We walked all the way for nearly 20 minutes before passing the Maoling Market.  On the way, we asked passers-by where Maoling was located, and passers-by told us to turn to the north slope at the west exit, and there was still a considerable distance.

    We arrived at the west entrance that passers-by said. The north side is slope-shaped and steep. Pedestrians riding bicycles have to get out of their cars and drag them to walk, just like climbing a mountain.

    The road surface is a cement road with farmland on both sides. We walked up along this road.

    It was the beginning of June, and the wheat was about to be harvested. As far as the eye could see, it was golden yellow.  The road is quite long, and there is no end in sight. We just walked slowly step by step, while lingering on the surrounding scenery.

    After a long time, we came to the end of the road, which was connected to a village. Through the gap in the village, Jia Fuliang could see;Just as we were about to return, a man who was about our age wandered by our side. I thought he was the person in charge of Maoling, so I pretended to ignore it. Later, the man said: "You are also here to visit Maoling  Is it?" We realized that he was looking for a shortcut just like us.

    He found a rusty crooked iron wire from an open space not far away. He folded the rusted crooked wire in half and straightened it. Then he walked to the edge of the red iron gate.  , Facing the keyhole, insert the folded ends of the wire into the keyhole for a while, and then the lock opens with a bang.

    After the man opened the door, he dared not push it in. He asked Jia Fuliang to see if there was anyone guarding the door, or if anyone passed by. Jia Fuliang lay on the ground and looked in through the gap, and the man also lay on his face  Looking at it, they were afraid that the staff by the door would be watching the door, so they dared not push the door to go in. Later, under my push, they and I entered the Maoling scenic spot through the back door.

    What impresses me quite deeply in Maoling is the stone statue of a horse stepping on a Hun.  Very good.  It is said to be Maoling, but it is actually the tomb of Huo Qubing. Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty is not located in the scenic area, probably because the tomb of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty was stolen a long time ago.

    The high earth hills are paved with stone steps, with pavilions, pavilions and green bamboo screens. Looking at the scenery from a distance, the terrain is beautiful, the shade is shaded, and the fragrance of flowers is full.  There is a stone tablet standing on the south side of the earth mountain, which reads: the tomb of the great general Huo Qubing.  The momentum is magnificent and mighty.  Others, such as cultural relic collections, artificial lakes, pavilions and attics, generally follow the same pattern of scenic spots.

    Beside an antique building with vermilion tiles in the east, the one who went in with us asked Jia Fuliang to take a photo of him.

    Later we lingered for a few more minutes, enjoying the fish and the scenery, and then we walked towards the entrance of the scenic spot. On the way, we saw a few girls cleaning the scenic spot. They were so beautiful and beautiful.

    Afterwards, we followed the route we came from, but opened up a new route to go back. On the way, we met some people who were harvesting apricots.  Simple incense swaying in the air.

    Back to Maoling Market, some of the stalls in the market have been closed, and it is not as crowded as when we came here.

    When we walked to the turntable at the east end of the market, we saw the No. 7 bus, one of which was about to leave, we boarded the bus, and after waiting for some time, the bus drove towards Xianyang Railway Station.

    The bus passed through villages in the western suburbs along the way, passing Zhuquan Road and Baoquan Road, and the bus was driving in the north of the city.  The train station, unknowingly, arrived.

    We got off the bus, walked to Renmin Road, and took the No. 28 bus back to the school.  So far, Jia Fuliang and I have completely toured Qianling and Maoling.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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