The Huangshan is the sacred mountain of poets. Since the Tang era thousands of poems, paintings and ink drawings have depicted the misty contours of its majestic steep rocks rugged with wind-shaped pines.
We have long planned with Wang Wei to visit together the Huangshan. But this far we have only come to Escorca.
In Mallorca it snows once in twenty years, and this one caught us right in the mountains. The fine snow settling on the jagged rocks and graceful Mediterranean vegetation within minutes changed the mountain range into Chinese. If Wang Wei will not come to the Huangshan, the Huangshan will come to Wang Wei.
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Wonderful photos - and so Chinese ...
Magnifique... j'aime tellement cette ambiance
A small exhibition of Marc Riboud's work made me look for some more pictures by the author. This one brought me directly here.
Cierto que existen en Mallorca "Montañas Vacias"Yo nunca vi la Sierra con este esplendor. Gracias.
En efecto, no es fácil ver así la Serra de Tramuntana. Es tan excepcional que vale la pena leer esta emocionante noticia:
http://www.diariodemallorca.es/sucesos/2011/01/25/huida-nocturna-busca-nieve/639456.html
Grazie, Francesca! Sì, si tratta esattamente di questo. Però mentre la Huangshan è sempre così, la Escorca rivela questa sua faccia solo in alcuni rari momenti di epifania.
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