How I experienced China

The Rising Sun.

When our alarm clock rings, at 5 o’clock, we hear steps and voices outside. It’s time to put on the padded jackets we found in the room for the circumstance. Fascinating is Huangshan with its hundreds of phantoms, going up and down in the night, their lighted pocket-lamps looking like walking stars. Hand in hand we find the place we chose yesterday. Soon all the terraces are invaded; some of the spectators are wrapped in a plaid. Murmuring voices in the air make the atmosphere captivating. As minutes flow away the tension rises. Suddenly it’s a complete stillness when a pale light appears at the horizon and let guess the contours of the phantasmagoric forms of the peaks. Then, during about half an hour, it’s a gallery of the most beautiful sceneries I have ever seen. A memorial impression forever! Suddenly, at the moment the sun appears, a triumphal clamour burst out and a round of applause breaks the charm!
As at the end of a meeting, slowly the crowd is going away.



Sunrising